
Jeff Torborg, former Mets manager, dead at 83
He was hired by the Mets after a successful run with the White Sox.

Thank you for posting this. It’s incredible but there are so many stories similar to yours posted here and on my FB feed. The man truly valued personal relationships and wanted to give back.He was a close friend of my uncle. When uncle Eddie died in the early 90's, Mr. Torborg was then manager of the Mets. He came to his wake in Linden and I remember poking my dad when he walked into the room and was like "Dad, is that..." My dad was just like, "Yep". After he paid his respects at the casket he came over and sat by my father and I and really gave my dad a long look. After a few minutes he leans over and asks my dad, "You're Eddie's nephew right? You were a heck of a catcher on your PAL team way back when if I remember correctly." My dad was a catcher for his PAL team. Mr. Torborg remembered being introduced to him as Eddie's nephew all those years ago. Then he looked at me and said, "And you're his son, right?" Then he said my name and I almost fell over. I said "Yeah, that's me. How'd you know?" He answered, "All those signed baseballs and bats (Oscar Gamble) that you've gotten as gifts over the years... Who do you think Eddie knew in the Yankee locker room to take care of that?" Then he smiled. I was just floored. He made small talk with us for a few more minutes then got up and talked to my aunts for a few minutes and made his way to the door.
A really kind man with a terrific memory.
Great stuff!Jeff was my classmate at RU and graduated with me in 1963. He captained the baseball team and I captained the RU golf team. We were great friends. She he played for the Dodgers in the 1960’s and played the Mets, I would meet him at Shea to get together. I went to the Dodger Fantasy camp in February 2001 and Jeff was one of many Brooklyn and LA Dodger greats running the camp. He chose me to be on his team due to our relationship. I had a ball with him and his wife Susie was there with him. Maybe 2 or 3 years ago I met and sat with him and Susie in the Audi Club at an RU football game. It was just like old times. He confided in me that he had Parkinson’s which I assume eventually killed him. He was a caring snd humble guy. What a great man.