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The quest for a baseball team in the Tampa Bay area began with the age-old
question, "Which comes first, the chicken or the egg?"
In this telling, St. Petersburg, Florida, played the part of the egg and,
seven miles of water to the east, Tampa, Florida, played the chicken.
First envisioned under the colorful direction of St. Petersburg Times
general manager Jack Lake in 1966 after the Milwaukee Braves were shanghaied by
the City of Atlanta, the Tampa Bay area's efforts to attract a big league
baseball team dominated the local mindset in both sports and business
development circles. And the unrelenting failure of the region's business
community to produce a team by 1992 played a major factor in Tampa Bay's
rapidly diminishing self-esteem as a metropolis.
* * *
Professional sports were different during the 1970s. New leagues
formed, existing leagues expanded and long-suffering teams moved to greener
playing fields, mirroring the southern flight of Americans from the Rust Belt
to the Sun Belt. As the population boomed from Florida to Texas, the demand for
pro sports in these states intensified dramatically.
Florida hosted just one big league team in those days, the NFL Miami Dolphins.
From Atlanta to Miami, the Dolphins were the only pro game in the Southeast.
That changed on April 24, 1974, when the National Football League announced
its 27th and 28th franchises would be awarded to Seattle and Tampa Bay.
Champagne corks popped all across Tampa Bay. Good times rolled. The new team
hadn't an owner, player, coach or name, but Leonard Levy -- a local printer and
the architect of professional football in the Tampa Bay area -- asked, "What do
we have to do to get a Super Bowl?"
Tampa Bay was that kind of place, young, ambitious, on the fast track. While
Levy went after Super Bowls -- eventually bringing two of them to Tampa Stadium
-- Jack Lake built a consensus desire for baseball.
Not long after the American League created new baseball franchises for Seattle
and Toronto in 1976, Lake addressed the Pinellas Suncoast Chamber of Commerce
on the subject of bay area baseball. His point was simple: now that the AL had
14 teams, the National League (with just 12) would soon have to catch up.
Once the notion hit him, Lake couldn't help himself. He boasted St.
Petersburg's potential for baseball to anyone standing still. Retired municipal
judge Henry Esteva suggests that being publisher of the Times didn't
hurt Lake's credibility or dampen anyone's willingness to pay attention. In
addition to local support, he reeled in endorsements and encouragement from
baseball owners, players and sportswriters.
"Every mission starts with some individual's vision," St. Petersburg
councilman Bob Stewart says. "Clearly the point of all this starts with Jack
Lake. He had a vision that this area could support baseball long before anybody
else believed. Jack was in such a position of pre-eminence, he could force the
issue not to be ignored as a whim. You had to have the foresight. Then you had
to have the prominence to force it to happen. He had both."
Lake, who expected it would take five years or fewer to land a team, turned
his energies in 1976 toward the establishment of a countywide sports agency.
Luring a baseball team was to be the Pinellas Sports Authority's focus: build
a stadium, find a team.
Of course, not everyone was enthusiastic.
"The idea was even beyond the comprehension of the Pinellas Sports Authority,"
Lake later told Tampa Tribune sports columnist Bob Chick. "You could
see it by just looking at some of their faces."
Indeed. Although the idea of baseball in Tampa Bay had universal appeal, there
was no consensus on where it should be played, who should build a stadium or
who should pay for it.
In those days, however, Lake was supported by business interests in St.
Petersburg and Tampa, the latter generally approving efforts to bring baseball
to central Pinellas County, northeast of St. Petersburg, believing football in
Tampa and baseball in Pinellas would give the entire area a boost.
"Without Jack Lake," Chick says, "this effort would not have started. Maybe
somebody else would have picked up the ball, but I doubt it. He had so much
clout in the community that few people doubted his word or intentions. I always
admired the sports-oriented people in Tampa, the movers and shakers. When they
wanted something, they had the people to get it accomplished. I always felt St.
Petersburg didn't have that kind of leadership. It was Lake that pulled people
along here."
* * *
Jack Lake loved baseball.
Born and raised in West Virginia, Lake didn't play the game well but he loved
to watch. When the Lake Family moved to Mansfield in central Ohio, Jack's
father bought season tickets to Pittsburgh Pirates games. But as he matured,
Jack's loyalties in Ohio were split: he also became a fan of the Cleveland
Indians. Years later, as an adult living and working in Elizabeth, New Jersey,
it would be the New York Yankees. His most prized possession remains his
boyhood scrapbook of baseball cards and hard-won autographs of all-time greats
like Carl Hubbell and Bill Terry, scrawled on lined paper from a schoolboy's
notepad.
Lake attended one year each at the Ohio State University and the University of
Alabama, an education interrupted by his enlisting in the Navy for four years
during World War II. Three of those years were spent on a destroyer in the
Pacific.
Returning to Ohio after the war, Lake turned up in the state capital,
Columbus, where a girl he knew from Mansfield fixed him up with her roommate,
Katharine Ann Kerr.
Katharine Ann was a secretary to Ohio's popular governor, Frank Lausche. Their
first date was for lunch, but from then on Katharine Ann found herself going to
a lot of sporting events with her new beau.
"He married me for my Ohio State football tickets," she says, laughing. "The
Governor always had a box at the game. One day an assistant coach asked if
I wanted tickets. Wonderful seats. Jack and I went out to dinner and I
showed him the tickets. He dated me for the whole football season. When he
found out I could get tickets for the Army-Navy game, oh! We sat on the
50-yard line."
Lake asked Katharine Ann if she could pull a few strings to get him a
personalized license plate for his car. Sure, she said.
"I got him 'JBL'," she recalls. "He thought he had really arrived then."
Following their engagement, Katharine Ann's father, Lancaster
Eagle-Gazette publisher R. Kenneth Kerr hired Lake as a classified
advertising salesman. "My daddy said, 'If you can sell her, you can sell me.'
Daddy knew Jack was a natural salesman."
Jack and Katharine Ann married in 1947. He joined the Ohio Air National Guard
and was called to active duty again as an Air Force captain in Korea in 1952.
In December of that year, Jack was one of a handful of men interviewed by CBS
newsman Edward R. Murrow and given the opportunity to send a Christmas greeting
back home to the states. Tipped off that a message was coming, Katharine Ann,
her mother and friends gathered around the radio on Christmas Eve. Jack Lake's
intercontinental broadcast message to his wife? "Keep your nose clean."
Following his military service, Lake returned to the Eagle-Gazette as
advertising director and assistant to the publisher. But in 1956, he took a job
as advertising manager of the Elizabeth (N.J.) Journal,
relocating Katharine Ann and their three daughters to the East Coast.
When St. Petersburg Times publisher Nelson Poynter invited Lake to St.
Petersburg in 1960 to be his advertising director, the idea of working within
walking distance of Al Lang Stadium, the spring training home of the St. Louis
Cardinals and New York Yankees, was better than any perk his new employer could
offer.
Lake didn't waste any time getting out into the community. He threw a party
and invited his contemporaries who were active in St. Petersburg business and
politics. Henry Esteva became one of Lake's first and longest-lasting pals.
"Jack Lake is probably as charming and sophisticated as any business person
I've ever met, and I've had dealings with quite a few," Esteva says. "He could
sell anything. If he had a product, he knew how to present it. I've seen him
make presentations where the whole group was mesmerized. Of course, Jack is the
epitome of integrity. And he was a handsome devil. He was involved at one time
in local theater. When a road company of Guys and Dolls came to his
town in Ohio, they picked him as a local stand-in for the role of Nathan
Detroit. Unfortunately, the lead actor never failed to show."
Still, Esteva recalls, Lake loved to break into song with a lyric from Guys
:
I got the horse right here
His name is Paul Revere;
Can do, can do . . .
"To this day," Esteva says, "I call him 'Nathan Detroit.' And he calls me 'The
Kid.' "
* * *
Professionally, Jack Lake is best remembered at the Times as
the man who successfully pushed for more color advertising in the paper, which
created greater opportunities for color photos and graphics on the editorial
side. A color paper was a Poynter dream that Lake brought to reality -- not to
mention profit and national recognition.
Nelson Poynter appreciated the way Lake executed not only the business side of
the Times but also its social and community responsibilities. He was
only too happy to have Lake represent him. As president of the St. Petersburg
Area Chamber of Commerce, for example, Lake made a good public showing while
Poynter got on with the serious business of putting out the daily paper.
"Never in my association with the Times did we have someone more
influential in the community than Jack Lake," retired Times corporate
marketing director Sanford "Sandy" Stiles says. "He was the perfect point man
for Nelson Poynter. Nelson was somewhat hesitant to get out and mix in large
community crowds. I don't think he could stand the criticism and be able to
comfortably fit in the way Jack could. Jack had a thicker skin."
Poynter was recognized nationally for his philosophy and unyielding commitment
to journalistic integrity. Lake was an advertising man, one of the best of his
generation. He knew how to slap the right backs, make the right friends. And he
could bully the best in the community to achieve his major goals.
"I don't think the Times [employees] felt the same way about Jack as
they did Nelson," Stiles says. "Nelson was more personnel-oriented. His
commitment was to the staff and to each staffer. Making each feel he or she was
integral endeared people to him."
Poynter's view included Lake, too.
"He was keeping Nelson out of committee meetings and the Yacht Club and all
these social things," Stiles says. "Nelson thought Jack was the greatest."
Lake felt the same about Poynter. "Nelson was rah, rah, rah," Lake recalls.
"He was supportive of whatever I would do."
Thanks to the leadership of both men, the Times became a better
all-around newspaper and circulation soared. At one time, five of its
executives were presidents of national newspaper associations. The paper was a
fun place to work during the 1960s, '70s and early '80s, a period of phenomenal
growth.
After six years with the Times, Lake was named general manager in
1966. He advanced to executive vice president in 1969 and publisher in 1972,
only the second person to hold the post since the Poynter family bought the
paper in 1912. He kept it for the next 12 years.
"Before I ever came to St. Petersburg," retired Times editor Eugene C.
Patterson recalls, "I asked Nelson Poynter, 'Tell me about this guy Jack
Lake.'
"Nelson told me two things. 'Number one,' he said, 'Jack Lake may be the best
newspaper executive I've ever seen. The second thing is, Lake is such a sports
nut that if the only game in town was a game of billiards down at the local
pool hall, he'd stand there all afternoon watching.' "
Most days Lake could be found in his office, ear glued to the telephone.
Employees knew they were welcome in his office but also knew they would have to
get him off the phone. He'd see visitors at his door, beckon them to enter with
an outstretched finger, then point to a comfortable chair. (There were lots of
soft, inviting chairs and couches in Lake's office. If he was going to hold a
meeting, he thought people should be comfortable.) Lake didn't move around the
building as frequently as Poynter did; there was little chance of seeing Lake
in the composing room or even in advertising.
Lake did not influence corporate philosophy or daily news coverage. That
wasn't his job and Poynter would never have allowed it. "The Times
always separated 'church' and 'state'," Patterson says. "The editorial and
news departments were not answerable to Jack. Jack understood that; never gave
me a problem. He went out like any other businessman and tried to bring home
the bacon. When people berated him about editorials or news coverage, he'd say,
'Call Patterson. I've got nothing to do with that.'
"All the years Jack was boosting baseball," Patterson says, "he had no
influence on what the sports or news editor was going to express. He
represented the company corporately. He did what the news side couldn't, and
vice versa. Lake would complain to me -- not ever to anyone else on the
news side but on some editorials he'd say, 'Have you guys lost your minds?' I'd
say, 'I appreciate how you feel, but that's the way we feel.' We had one
guiding policy: once we came to an editorial position, our business side would
be in accord."
As retired Tampa Tribune managing editor Paul Hogan put it, "He had a
helluva lot of influence in the community -- without the support of
editorial."
"If this is hard for the public to understand," Patterson says, "I can believe
it."
* * *
The St. Petersburg Times supported baseball for Tampa Bay by
allowing Jack Lake the time and resources to build synergy in the community.
Later the paper's editorial page and sports columnists came out for a stadium
without waiting for a team -- the "egg" theory. All of this made it possible
for Lake to pursue his dream.
As people in the community got to know Jack Lake, they also learned that the
businessman atop their local newspaper was a sports nut. He loved baseball,
football, basketball, soccer and just about anything competitive.
Long past his prime as a player, Lake loved to watch the games in person and
on television. He spoke the language of sports and players. During spring
training each March, Lake was a regular at Al Lang Stadium on the downtown St.
Petersburg waterfront. He made friends with the St. Louis Cardinals and New
York Mets brass and players.
"He was as well-liked and well-connected in sporting circles as any guy that
ever lived in this town, more than (retired baseball star and Tampa native) Al
Lopez himself," St. Petersburg businessman Mike Davenport says. His father and
grandfather were contemporaries of Lake, says. "Jack would walk into a room,
wearing the most God-awful plaid slacks you ever saw. He'd have the loudest
sport coat and tie. You'd think he was [sportscaster] Lindsey Nelson. Jack
Lake, to me, was a local Louis Nye. He looked like him. And Jack had a real
sharp tongue, didn't mince words. Shot from the hip, took no prisoners.
"Jack Lake offended some people. He was brash. He'd call you a 'shithead' in a
meeting. If you were thin-skinned, you didn't appreciate that. I can't tell you
how many times I was in a meeting and Jack said, 'We need to do such and such.'
You might've thought the idea sucked, but it got done. And if you couldn't get
the job done, he'd find somebody who could."
That wasn't just one man's opinion of the newspaper publisher.
"Jack's approach to a situation was always to use a sledgehammer, whatever the
issue," St. Petersburg assistant city manager Rick Dodge says. "He would come
into a room and take over whatever the meeting was about. Very powerful in
every sense of the word. He was a very confrontational, aggressive guy."
(Sandy Stiles says Lake was the same way with newspaper staffers: "He put
great faith in the ability of his lieutenants to get a job done. If you failed,
he'd let you know. He'd call you in and say, 'What the hell are we doing this
for?")
"Back when I was chairman of the sports development committee at the chamber
of commerce," Davenport says, "the Bucs had their one winning season. Lake said
we need to have a function recognizing the Buccaneers. Anybody I'd go to who
would say, 'That's a stupid idea,' I'd say, you ought to tell Jack Lake about
it. They'd say, 'Jack Lake is behind it? Oh, well, in that case . . . ' He was
a pied piper."
Davenport credits Lake and Lake's long-time assistant Stiles with creating the
City of St. Petersburg's annual Sports Salute as a way of recognizing local
amateur athletes. The salute attracts top athletes as featured speakers; the
first year it was Miami Dolphins head coach Don Shula and 20 years later it was
Tampa Bay Lightning president Phil Esposito and St. Petersburg's own Olympic
gold medal swimmer Nicole Haislett.
Stiles recalls how Lake also initiated the annual collegiate "Big Sun"
basketball tournament.
"Early in January 1971, he called me in the office and said, 'We ought to have
a major basketball tournament here around the holidays. All the kids are home,
we don't have a college team. Why don't you see what you can do?' " Stiles
says. Two years later the Times and the city co-sponsored Big Sun,
which continued successfully for many years.
Lake also organized annual pilgrimages of up to 80 pals -- including Stan
Musial -- to 23 of the first 25 Super Bowls.
"He was a sports nut for all seasons," Stiles says. "If it was baseball, he
was always at the World Series. If it was racing, he was at the Kentucky Derby.
He was almost a ticket broker for the Super Bowl. I don't know where he got the
contacts."
The St. Louis Cardinals reportedly once invited Lake to be on the team's board
of directors but the newspaper publisher declined, citing a potential conflict
of interest.
Bob Chick was sports editor at the old St. Petersburg Evening
Independent, an afternoon newspaper published by the Times until
the Indy 's demise in 1986. He saw Lake as "the ultimate
professional."
"He was a publisher first and a baseball man second. He worked a full load
with the Times. Then he worked on baseball. But I think if he had the
wherewithal, he would have put baseball first and publishing second. He had an
undying love for baseball," Chick says.
Lake always had access to insider baseball information during the '70s and
'80s but he wouldn't call a reporter and tell him to call so-and-so. But if one
of his reporters called and asked him . . .
"If [Times sports editor Hubert] Mizell or Chick or anybody wanted to
know something, they would go up and see Lake," Patterson confirms. "But you
never saw Lake in the newsroom feeding anybody. When any newspaper executive
gets in the news, it's awkward for reporters. Lake was not often interviewed as
the years went on. He had enough poise to understand he was not the guy who
should be quoted."
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Acknowledgements
Introduction
Meanwhile, in San Francisco . . .
One. Where Did All My Friends Go?
Chapter 1. About Last Night
Chapter 2. For a Team to Be Named Later
Chapter 3. Is It Later, Yet?
Two. Blame It On Bowie
Chapter 4. The Egg
Chapter 5. The Chicken
Chapter 6. Don't Build It. We Won't Come.
Chapter 7. Taking Away Tom's Bone
Chapter 8. Don't Screw With Mr. Dodge
Chapter 9. Anatomy of a Fast Pitch
Three. We Are the Competition
Chapter 10. Can't Tell the Players Without a Scorecard
Chapter 11. Such a Bargain!
Chapter 12. The Pitch
Chapter 13. Happy Holidays, Mr. Morsani
Chapter 14. The Dog and Pony Show
Chapter 15. That's Not Funny, Pat
Chapter 16. H. Wayne's World
Chapter 17. Deep Pockets, Short Arms
Chapter 18. Heartbreak City
Four. Dream On
Chapter 19. Something's Got to Give
Chapter 20. Wish I May, Wish I Might
Chapter 21. The Gameboys of Summer
Five. Take a Giant Step
Chapter 22. The Artful Dodger
Chapter 23. Do You Know the Way to San Jose?
Chapter 24. Four Guys Named Vincent
Chapter 25. Make The Check Payable To Bill White
Chapter 26. Bottom of the Ninth, Two On, Two Out, Winning Lawyers in Position
Epilogue
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