They had already pinned a label on him [Bobby Murcer]: the Second Mickey Mantle.
And we were alike in many ways. We came up young, both of us from
Oklahoma, both shortstops, both converted to the outfield. I'll
say this for Bobby: he grew into his major league shoes faster
than I did—more advanced, more mature at about the same
age. We palled around and I sorta looked after him.