Dean Chance, who pitched for the Mets at the end of the 1970 season, passed away yesterday. He was 74. Chance had an amazing career to start. It was like a shooting star that had puttered out long before he donned a New York uniform.
He won the 1964 Cy Young Award (at the time the youngest ever to win the award) and started the '64 All Star Game at Shea Stadium that summer. He pitched for the L.A. Angels, led the American League in both wins with 20 and ERA with an Angel franchise record 1.65!
He threw 278 and a third innings. He pitched 11 shutouts that season, winning 5 by a 1-0 score.
He got a bad boy name for his exploits with roommate and fellow phenom pitcher Bo Belinsky around Hollywood social circles. He went 15-10 in 1965 but his 12-17 record in 1966 put him on the block.
He was traded to the Minnesota Twins in 1967 where he won 20 games his first season with his new team. He pitched a no-hitter, 18 complete games and 283 2/3 innings. He also hurled a rained shortened perfect game vs. the BoSox. Dean would net SN AL Comeback Player Of The Year for his efforts.
After that he hit hard luck and then a wall. He was traded to the Cleveland Indians in 1969 with future all-star Graig Nettles ( Luis Tiant and '62 Met Bob "The Other" Miller were also involved in that trade).
Chance washed up on our shores in September of 1970, and he really stunk up the joint. He was 0-1 in 2 innings pitched, with a big juicy 13.50 ERA. I wonder what Gil Hodges thought of the guy. Not much, I imagine. Thankfully, he didn't stay long. Dean was traded to Tigers (with Bill Denehy) in the off season.
I don't mean to knock him because he was a good pitcher once, but not as a Metropolitan. Sorry Dean.
RIP Mr. Chance.
The photo of Dean colorized and used for the '71 mfc card was shared by
David Rothenberg on facebook. Thanks for all you share David!
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Matt Harvey goes tonight, and shows what kind of ace he is. Hopefully, the kind he thinks he is. Time to walk the walk Mattman.
LETS GO METS!