(Updated Aug. 7, 2020)
Bill Bergesch, a longtime baseball executive who worked for difficult team owners such as Charlie Finley, George Steinbrenner and Marge Schott, is the man most responsible for Bob Gibson becoming a Cardinal.
Bergesch, a St. Louis native, joined the Cardinals organization in 1947 as a minor-league administrator. He was general manager or business manager of Cardinals farm clubs in Albany, Ga., Winston-Salem, N.C., Columbus, Ga., and Omaha, Neb.
As general manager at Omaha, Bergesch donated used equipment to recreation-center baseball teams organized by Josh Gibson, older brother of Bob Gibson.
“I got to know Bob’s brother Josh well,” Bergesch told Baseball Digest in 1962. “We let his kid teams come to our games. We gave his teams some of our spare equipment and sold them our old uniforms cheap.”
Josh Gibson believed his brother Bob was a professional prospect. Years later, Bob Gibson told The Sporting News he could throw a baseball hard as far back as he could remember.
Bob Gibson had been scouted by big-league organizations, including the Yankees and Dodgers, but the only scout who made an offer after he graduated from high school was Runt Marr of the Cardinals.
Instead, Bob Gibson accepted a scholarship to play basketball at Creighton University. He played baseball when the basketball season ended.
In his autobiography, “Stranger to the Game,” Gibson said, “Baseball was, at best, my second sport, and I really didn’t have a niche in it. At various times in my college career, I played catcher, third base, outfield and occasionally pitcher, demonstrating a no-table wildness in the latter capacity.”
As a favor, Josh Gibson asked Bergesch to watch his brother play for Creighton in the spring of 1957.
David Halberstam, in his book “October 1964,” said Bergesch attended two Creighton games but Gibson didn’t pitch in either. He played outfield in the first and was the catcher in the second. Bergesch could see Gibson was a talented athlete with a powerful arm.
Bergesch told Omaha manager Johnny Keane that Gibson was a prospect and suggested arranging a tryout. Keane did. When he saw Gibson throw, Keane was impressed.
“At the tryout, Gibson was awesome,” Halberstam wrote. “First, he took batting practice and showed exceptional power … Then Bergesch had him throw to the (Omaha) Cardinals’ regular catcher. Neither Bergesch nor Keane had ever seen a kid throw like that … Years later, Bergesch estimated that he must have thrown at about 95 mph. In addition, his fastball already had movement.”
In his book “From Ghetto to Glory,” Gibson said Bergesch told him, “Look, Bob, nobody’s going to give you a big bonus. If they give you more than $4,000, the rules say they have to carry you on the major-league roster for two seasons and you just don’t have enough experience for any club to take a chance on you like that.”
When basketball’s Harlem Globetrotters offered Gibson a $1,000-a-month contract, Gibson said, “I picked up the telephone and called Bill Bergesch. He had impressed me by being so forthright. I told him I was ready to sign with the Cardinals.”
Bergesch signed Gibson to a $4,000 contract, spurning an aggressive offer from Reds.
“I would sign with the Cardinals for a bonus of a thousand dollars, play out the (1957) season for another $3,000, then join the Globetrotters at $1,000 a month for four months of the baseball off-season,” Gibson said. “The total was $8,000, but the real value of the deal was that it kept me alive in both sports. I still wasn’t ready to pick one.”
Gibson eventually chose baseball. A good hitter as well as a talented pitcher, Gibson was a switch-hitter until his first season at Omaha, The Sporting News reported. His right elbow bothered him, so he began batting exclusively from the right side.
Two years after he accepted Bergesch’s contract offer, Gibson made his big-league debut with the 1959 Cardinals. When Keane replaced Solly Hemus as Cardinals manager in 1961, Gibson blossomed under the care of his former Omaha mentor and built a Cardinals career that landed him in the Baseball Hall of Fame.
After the 1959 season, the Cardinals dumped Omaha from their farm system, leaving Bergesch out of a job. The Cardinals made him their minor-league field coordinator in 1960. A year later, Finley hired Bergesch to be assistant general manager of the Athletics.
Bergesch went on to become a Yankees executive under Steinbrenner and general manager of the Reds under Schott.
He had many achievements, but his most memorable was the signing of Bob Gibson.
Bill Bergesch was a native of St Louis, and played football (pre-war,) and basketball post-war at Washington U. After graduating in 1946, he started with the Cards in 1947 as business manager of their farm club in Albany, GA. He spent several hours talking to Halberstram prior to the publication of “1964”. I believe Bob Gibson’s HOF acceptance speech is still available on the web; in it he chided Bill Bergesch about the “five thousand dollar bonus” he still owed him (Gibson.) My Dad was in the audience curtesy of the Yankees at the time, who made sure he could see Gibson inducted into the HOF. As the article notes, Dad did many things in MLB , but he was extremely proud to consider Bob Gibson a friend for over 50 years.
Mr. Bergesch:
Thank you for sharing your insights about your Dad and for reading my blog. As a Cardinals fan, I’m sure glad he signed Bob Gibson for the Cardinals.
Mark
Other players also made the leap from Omaha to St Louis in the 1950’s. One was Curt Flood, who wasn’t in Omaha very long. Curt had a 1956 or 57 black exterior/red interior 2 seat Ford Thunderbird. It was a beautiful car, and often when you see pictures of these vehicles, they have the same black/red option; it must have been a popular combination, and it looked very sharp.
When he came to the ballpark one day, the Cards already had a ticket for him on a flight to STL that afternoon.
Naturally, Curt was concerned about his car. “No, problem,” said Dad. “I’m going to St Louis when the (Omaha,) team leaves for a road trip next week; I’ll drive your car then… So take the ticket, and get on the plane…”
A week or so later, after the Omaha club left on a road trip, Dad brought the T-Bird home, packed it for a short trip, and I got to admire the vehicle close up. To a ten year old, it was simply awesome! But it was a different story for my Dad, who was 6′ 2″ at the time, and still built like the former College football and basketball player that he was; the Thunderbird was simply not a very big car… Mapquest says Omaha to STL is about a 7 hour trip, but that is using today’s Inter-State highways, which did not exist then. When we visited grandparents for Christmas, it was always a long all-day drive, first through Iowa cornfields, then following the river (sort of,) to St Louis… The last part of the drive was always in the dark.
When Dad told the story, he always concluded: “When I got to the ballpark, they had to pry me out with a shoehorn…”
Thank you for sharing this terrific anecdote. I hadn’t heard it before. That was a heck of a nice effort on your Dad’s part.
Mark