Dick Allen Is a Rich Tapestry of Human Emotions

As I noted in these pages yesterday while discussing D.J. Dayn Perry’s book on Reggie Jackson, former Phillie and Outspoken Black Man Dick Allen posted career numbers either on-par with, or slightly better than, recent Hall of Fame inductees Andre Dawson and Jim Rice — and, yet, never received even as much as 19% of the BBWA’s votes for said honor.

Since my last dispatch to these pages, at least five or six minutes of my life have been dedicated to the better understanding of Dick Allen and his contributions to society.

A place to start, for example, is with this curious note on Allen’s Wikipedia page:

In 2010, Brazilian pop star Ana Volans rerecorded Echoes of November. Her rendition of Echoes of November sold briskly in Brazil, and the CD’s jacket contains a dedication to Dick Allen and his Hall of Fame candidacy.

“Say wha-?” is a totally appropriate reaction to said note. And yet, as always, the internet is 110% accurate, as the video at the top of this post proves.

“What relevance might this have to Allen?” is maybe a second reaction-slash-question you’re having. And to that, I offer you the following — i.e. a recording of Allen himself singing the same song, circa the late-1960s.

Allen’s contributions to the public imagination have not gone unnoticed by Kris Liakos, who celebrated the man, the myth this past summer at Walkoff Walk. Nor has his Hall of Fame case been entirely abandoned, as blogger “Andy”‘s Dick Allen Hall of Fame makes clear.

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Dayn Perry
5 years 10 months ago

“September Swoon” is a really good book that captures what Allen went through early in his career.

5 years 9 months ago

Can the veterans committee elect him?

5 years 9 months ago

My family had the pleasure of meeting and knowing Richie Allen and his wife for a very brief time when they settled in Upper Bucks County in Pennsylvania; it must have been in the seventies. My husband and I had purchased a horse for our daughter; by coincidence, as it turned out, it was Richie Allen’s first horse, a registered Quarter Horse, and he had been trying to find it. We heard about his search through someone in Little League, which his child was in. We contacted him when we were told the name of his horse, on the off-chance our Blaze might be his Blaze. Bingo!!

What a re-union it was for Blaze and Mr. Allen. Of course we offered the horse to him and he insisted on paying us; we accepted what we had paid, which was not much as horse’s go, and it was a happy ending for all. Our daughter did not suffer with the loss for Richie invited her to come ride Blaze whenever she wanted; she did for a short time, until her school activities took precedent.

We all found Richie Allen to be a man of fine character; kind, fun, and humble. He was a gentleman. We still have the autographed photo he gave to my daughter with a personal note on it thanking her for his horse, Blaze.

We eventually lost track of the Allen’s and I wonder if they are still in Bucks County. If he is not in the baseball hall of fame, I have to wonder why, for it was his name we mainly heard on tv, talk radio, and in the ‘watering holes’ way back then.