Earl was a big proponent of the three-run home run. He didn't have a lot of time for small ball. Of course, he had teams that could deliver the big blow with some regularity, so it wasn't an unrealistic philosophy.
So, why wouldn't I wax nostalgic about my first encounter with the Earl of Baltimore. It was in 1979 and I was on my first-ever road trip with the California Angels, a very good team that would go on to lose to Earl's O's in that franchise's first-ever playoff series.
But this was a regular-season game and the Angels had beaten the O's and I went to the Orioles clubhouse to get a quote from Weaver at old Memorial Stadium. I don't remember exactly what he said -- and it probably couldn't be printed here, anyway -- but he made quite an entrance.
He stormed through the locker room and slammed the door of his office so hard that the doorknob came off in his hand and the door rebounded so that we could all see him standing there looking at it. Very funny moment.