Kirk McCaskill spent up to five hours a day practicing hockey and baseball at the University of Vermont. The work translated to a stint in the AHL and a fulfilling decade in the "other" American League. (Photo by UVM Athletics)
Kirk
McCaskill was reached this past Saturday in the wake of his fifth season opener
as the Torrey Pines High School baseball coach in San Diego. A 9-1 romp over
Murrieta Valley was the cathartic culmination of a wet and windy week that
prompted painstaking efforts to remedy the field.
Had
the Canadian-American dual citizen stuck to his motherland’s favorite (or
favourite) game, he might have handled those soaked sods differently.
Perhaps
he would have sought a creative means of freezing the field for a late-winter
skatearound. Or, if nothing else, he might have proposed a diversion at an
established ice house until nature made baseball more practical, a la The Sandlot gang’s cooling-off day at the town pool.
On
the surface, that approach would have made sense for a former puck brat whose
own hockey career culminated in a full AHL season. But McCaskill is also a
former longtime Major League pitcher imparting his hardball knowhow to one of
California’s top scholastic programs. When it comes to the rink, he now swears
by Homer Simpson’s “better to watch stuff than to do stuff” philosophy.
“I’m
just a fan,” he told Pucks and Recreation. “I still watch a lot of hockey, but
I’m not nearly as tuned in as I was in the ’90s.”
With
that said, he has a rare firsthand perspective on how the sport’s presence has
changed in his adopted region. Born in Kapuskasing, Ont., McCaskill subsequently
lived in nine other North American cities with his family during his
upbringing.
Ted McCaskill played for his hometown Kapuskasing G.M.’s of the Northern Ontario
Hockey Association for his son’s first year of existence. Afterwards, throughout
the’60s and ‘70s, the elder McCaskill’s playing and coaching endeavors took the
family to Tennessee, Minnesota, Vancouver, Phoenix, Los Angeles and Upstate New
York.
Kirk
McCaskill recalls getting his own first crack at organized hockey in, of all
places, Phoenix at age 10. At the time, the thought of being drafted by an NHL
team all but consumed his mind. But few thought any franchise — let alone the
one that eventually selected him — would one day transfer to the Arizona
capital.
The
same went for the notion of a Division I college in the state — let alone the one
McCaskill declined a baseball scholarship from in order to keep pursuing pucks
— one day fielding varsity hockey. Ditto the prospect of a natural-born Arizonan one day going first overall in the draft.
Yet
the old Winnipeg Jets have been the Phoenix/Arizona Coyotes for two decades and
counting, the same timespan McCaskill has devoted to his post-MLB life in suburban
San Diego.
Meanwhile,
Arizona State just finished its second NCAA hockey campaign, and its first on a
full-fledged Division I schedule. And Scottsdale native Auston Matthews is in
his rookie year with the Toronto Maple Leafs, who made him the NHL’s No. 1 pick
last June.
“Interesting.
I thought I’d never see that,” McCaskill observed. “Hockey was just kind of
getting going (in the area during my youth). But I’m still pretty shocked that
the college level has moved out west like this, but what a great opportunity
for the players…more and more guys are playing well and getting the
opportunity.”
Rebound on the
mound
McCaskill
was first drawn to his second home country’s game of choice while in Nashville,
his family’s first stop after leaving Kapuskasing. As it happened, though, Phoenix
was later the epicenter of his belated baseball breakout.
He
was returning from his senior year at Trinity-Pawling School in New York, where
he had “almost played tennis” as his spring sport. But after representing the
Fighting Gentlemen on the diamond, he opted to extend his try at baseball in a
local legion league at his father’s behest.
“The
coach had no idea who I was,” McCaskill said, though he made an exceptional
first impression after they met.
“I
pitched one inning, and the coach called me and said, ‘Hey, can you pitch
Friday night? Scouts want to see you,’ because I was not scouted in prep school.
So I showed up to that game and there were a lot of scouts in the stands. It
was pretty wild.
“That
was the first time I realized that I had any sort of baseball talent.”
But
McCaskill — whose youth athletic repertoire had also included basketball, high
jump, soccer and track — was still not ready to specialize. And because ASU
would adopt D-I hockey 36 years too late for him, he opted for a two-sport
regimen the University of Vermont. There, he provided a beacon for a struggling
squadron of skaters and fostered his pitching arm under future Clemson coaching
legend Jack Leggett.
“I
can remember going from hockey practice into the hockey locker room, changing
into my baseball gear, going into the fieldhouse next door and practicing
baseball,” he said. “So, four or five hours a day. I loved it.
“I
wouldn’t trade it for anything. I had a great time and made lifelong friends at
UVM.”
McCaskill
led the Catamount icers in goals and points as a sophomore and junior. He
capped the former campaign as Winnipeg’s fourth-round draft choice, then the
latter as a 1982 Hobey Baker Award candidate.
Not
to be outdone, his dexterity on the diamond derived equal recognition. The
California Angels tabbed McCaskill as their fourth-round selection in the 1982
amateur draft. From there, he entered the pipeline at the short-season Single-A
level, helping the Salem (Ore.) Angels to the Northwest League title under
manager Joe Maddon.
He
would return to UVM for an abbreviated senior season on the ice, then signed
out for what would have been his final semester to focus on spring training.
“That
was an eye opener,” he said, “being around Reggie Jackson and Rod Carew and
Tommy John and Freddie Lynn and all these guys at camp.”
Equally
real and equally tempting was the chance to rub elbows with Dale Hawerchuk,
Paul MacLean and Thomas Steen in Manitoba the ensuing autumn. In turn, McCaskill
would sandwich one winter of professional hockey with stints at all of
California’s development bases. He dressed for nine games in Winnipeg’s 1983
preseason before being reassigned to the American League.
On
his AHL pact, he charged up 10 goals and 12 assists for the Sherbrooke Jets in
1983-84. Despite being a comparative ironman, missing only two out of 80 games,
his output was dwarfed by that of 14 teammates. Afterwards, a postseason
call-up to the parent club failed to yield any ice time.
He
was simply contending with a different species than he had in Burlington.
He
could have continued to copy his father’s path, which had finally granted
regular major-league action in the WHA after a decade in the minors. Instead,
he capitalized on the more immediate chance to mingle with the A-listers of the
“other” American League.
“The Jets offered me this contract, and at the
time I was making $600 a month playing for the Angels,” McCaskill recalled. “It
was just an opportunity I couldn’t turn down, to see if I could fulfill my
dream of playing NHL hockey.
“But
the bottom line was I was not good enough, remotely, to be a National Hockey
League player. I struggled in my American Hockey League career that one year.
But I was moving up, moving forward as a baseball pitcher, so in the end it was
a pretty easy decision for me to choose baseball.”
Thus
ended the Canadian-American answer to the Bo Jackson juggling act. Ironically, as
one of the perks of his decision, McCaskill would become teammates with Jackson
on the 1993 Chicago White Sox.
For
the better part of 12 seasons (1985 to 1996), McCaskill was a rotation staple
for the Angels and for one season with White Sox. Chicago shuffled him to the
bullpen for his final four Major League campaigns.
McCaskill’s
MLB highlights included helping the 1986 Angels and 1993 White Sox to playoff
appearances, even securing the final out to punch the latter ticket. Although,
his claim to fame among U.S. baseball buffs may be the dubious honor of
surrendering Ken Griffey, Sr. and Ken Griffey, Jr.’s set of back-to-back home
runs Sept. 14, 1990 at Anaheim Stadium. But as far as he has suggested, a
dubious honor is still an honor at that level.
When
the younger Griffey was selected for enshrinement in Cooperstown last year,
McCaskill told mlb.com, “I’m not embarrassed talking about it. I’m not
embarrassed that it happened…To me, it’s truly a singular event in the history
of baseball. It will never happen again. So when you look at it from that
perspective, how many things in the history of the universe have happened one
time?”
Come
what may, he garnered some historical recognition in his own right. His MLB resume — featuring a 106-108 record, 30 complete games, 11 shutouts and seven
saves — was good for Canadian Baseball Hall of Fame induction in 2003.
And
his original top sport of choice still had an active place in his life. While
in Chicago, he skated in a recreational hockey league on Sunday mornings. He
did the same for another five years in California.
“But
I got away from it, got old and kind of crotchety,” he said.
Still,
McCaskill has made no effort to suppress a genuine grin upon witnessing several
stages of hockey’s SoCal groundswell. He was in his fourth season with the
Angels when the Los Angeles Kings acquired Wayne Gretzky, and responded by
purchasing season tickets the day of the deal.
He
had been to the Forum before, when the Kings were in their formative years and
competing for fanfare with his father’s employer — the WHA’s Los Angeles
Sharks. But the up-close exposure to the so-called “non-traditional” locations
clouded his crystal ball for the region’s NHL and AHL presence.
“I
didn’t think about it much,” he said. “I was so involved in hockey that I
didn’t necessarily know they weren’t growing markets.
“I
guess when Gretzky got traded to the Kings…that was really the launching point
for the boom that we see today.”
Nesting in Gulls
country
Life
does not produce chronicles quite like McCaskill’s nearly as often anymore. He
did not even seek a sequel or remake of his sports-brat narrative for a new
generation.
His
pitching career had him representing a total of eight cities in five states,
plus Edmonton, Alta. But the majority of those chapters preceded his
fatherhood.
“I’m
mostly happy about that for my kids, that we’ve lived here in San Diego for 20
years now,” he said. “It’s been a very steady environment, so I mostly think
about my kids, because I didn’t mind moving and traveling, you get used to it.
But I’m glad that we’ve been able to settle here the way we have.”
Some
elements of the life he knew as a nomad have resurfaced, though. The chance to
lead the Torrey Pines nine restarted the daily routine he had always “relished”
in his second-life sport. But other aspects have blossomed to his delight as a
onetime hockey dreamer turned unremitting fan.
The
original San Diego Gulls were a rival of Ted McCaskill’s Phoenix Roadrunners
and Vancouver Canucks in the old Western League. It was an equivalent of the
Triple-A level Kirk played at in Sherbrooke, as was the original IHL, which
briefly housed another Gulls team in the first half of the ’90s.
But
by the time McCaskill hung up his cleats and settled in the area, San Diego was
newly lacking in top-tier minor pro hockey. Two more incarnations of the Gulls
came and went at lower rungs in the West Coast League and ECHL. There were also
two short-lived junior squads.
The
IHL was the continent’s last primary development circuit to coexist with the
AHL before it folded in 2001. After ditching San Diego in 1995, the league took
several final gasps in such cities as Long Beach, San Francisco and Las Vegas.
For
the first 14-plus years of this millennium, America’s Pacific Time Zone lacked
the sport’s second-highest ranks. That changed, in part, to fulfill the desires
of the Anaheim Ducks.
As
part of a wave of relocations to create a Pacific Division, Anaheim resurrected
the Gulls brand and restored San Diego as its top minor-league base. With that,
the third-largest U.S. city to never harbor an NHL franchise got back the
next-best thing after a two-decade hiatus. As of this writing, the Gulls rank
third in league attendance.
For
their second AHL season, the Gulls have gained a border rival in Arizona’s
affiliate. The newfangled Tucson Roadrunners bear the same name as Ted’s former
Western League Phoenix team.
Then
there is the imminent arrival of the NHL’s expansion Vegas Golden Knights, plus
recent rumors of UNLV following ASU into the varsity ranks.
All
the more reason for McCaskill to stay put and soak in the best of both sport’s
worlds.
“I
love it,” he said. “It makes sense to me to have your minor league affiliate as
close as possible. And I know the fans love their sports out here in San Diego,
and the Gulls are doing great, generating a lot of interest.
“I’m
excited for San Diego and the Southwest to have the opportunity to watch more
hockey.”
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