Bill "Spaceman" Lee - one of the game's most colorful characters. Yeah, it sucks that Montreal could never quite get over the hump as far as playoff baseball is concerned. In the late 80's/ early 90's they drafted a lot of great young talent including Larry Walker, Moises Alou, and Randy Johnson, as I recall. I know there were others....
Lee made me think of Dock Ellis, pitcher for the early 70's Pittsburgh Pirates, who threw a no-hitter on LSD. Just did a little googling on his life and background, and it turns out he asked a poet to collaborate on his auto-biography Dock Ellis In The Country Of Baseball. Don't know if it's any good. The poet was Donald Hall, and I found one of his poems that looked pretty good (to me anyway).
OX-CART MAN
In October of the year,
he counts potatoes dug from the brown field,
counting the seed, counting
the cellar's portion out,
and bags the rest on the cart's floor.
He packs wool sheared in April, honey
in combs, linen, leather
tanned from deerhide,
and vinegar in a barrel
hoped by hand at the forge's fire.
He walks by his ox's head, ten days
to Portsmouth Market, and sells potatoes,
and the bag that carried potatoes,
flaxseed, birch brooms, maple sugar, goose
feathers, yarn.
When the cart is empty he sells the cart.
When the cart is sold he sells the ox,
harness and yoke, and walks
home, his pockets heavy
with the year's coin for salt and taxes,
and at home by fire's light in November cold
stitches new harness
for next year's ox in the barn,
and carves the yoke, and saws planks
building the cart again.
(c)DonaldHall1990