Former President Bill Clinton hugs former San Francisco Giants’ slugger Barry Bonds during a public celebration of life for former San Francisco Giants player and Bonds godfather Willie Mays at Oracle Park in San Francisco, Calif., on Monday, July 8, 2024. (Jane Tyska/Bay Area News Group)
SAN FRANCISCO — If the shower of flowers at the foot of his statue, or last week’s pregame tribute in front of 40,000 fans, served as a chance for the Giants fan base to pay public respects to their beloved Willie Mays, then the affairs on a cloudless Monday evening at Oracle Park took on the feeling of an intimate celebration of the late, great ballplayer’s closest friends.
In a testament of Mays’ stature, it was no ordinary lineup of speakers who took their turns at the dais in front of the pitcher’s mound, flanked by two bushels of orange roses, or via video messages on the scoreboard.
Baseball’s all-time home-run king, his godson.
One President of United States, Bill Clinton, in the first row, and another, Barack Obama, on the scoreboard.
A half-dozen fellow members of the Baseball Hall of Fame.
With Jon Miller as the master of ceremonies narrating a tour of his exploits, from the Birmingham Barons to his final games with the Giants two-and-a-half decades later, the greats on stage shared a sentiment that spoke even more of Mays, who died last month at the age of 93.
The gates of 24 Willie Mays Plaza were wide open for anyone to attend, and approximately 4,500 took the opportunity to remember Mays for more than two hours with his son, Michael Mays, Baker, Barry Bonds, Joe Torre, commissioner Rob Manfred, Juan Marichal, Felipe Alou, Joe Amalfitano and many more.
Pointing to the sky after delivering his first public remarks in the wake of his god father’s death, Bonds echoed the reaction he had when his father, Bobby, died in 2003.
“Thank you,” Bonds said, clasping his fist in the air. “Thank you. Fifty five years ago, you put your arm around a 5-year-old boy and said, ‘Hey kid, you’re coming with me.’ I knew at that moment what I wanted to be, and that was a professional baseball player like my father and Willie.”
Speaking for approximately five minutes, Bonds said Mays adopted him “like a second son” but that “talking about one without the other seems kind of strange to me because I couldn’t have learned everything about the game of baseball without my father and Willie.”
Bonds remarks preceded those from Mays’ son, Michael, and followed a recorded message from the 44th president of the United States, who focused on the impact the ballplayer had on the civil rights movement. In 2015, Obama presented Mays the Presidential Medal of Freedom, the highest honor a civilian can receive.
“Mays would change racial attitudes the way politicians never could … and help pave the way for the civil rights revolution,” Obama said. “There is a strong argument to be made that is the greatest player to ever live, but Wille Mays’ life went far beyond statistics. … Black or white, you could appreciate Mays’ unbridled enthusiasm.”
It all started when the Giants moved to San Francisco in 1958 and Mays was tasked with finding a place to live. Initially denied his residence of choice because of the color of his skin, Mays “changed the housing laws in San Francisco and eventually California,” former Mayor Willie Brown said. “All because Willie Mays said fair housing is equal.”
Once he got settled, Mays delighted a nascent fanbase in San Francisco, which didn’t have major-league baseball until the Giants moved west — with their young new sensation in tow — in 1958.
“None of us liked baseball until Willie Mays came along,” joked Brown, one of three former mayors, along with current city leader London Breed, in attendance, who developed a friendship through Mays’ continuous civic involvement.
The remarks delivered by the pair of former presidents came as a surprise, with neither listed on the program of speakers. But sitting next to Brown in the first row on the first base line, Miller introduced “the 42nd President of the United States and a friend of Willie Mays.”
“He gave me a chance to realize what real greatness is — a curious combination of intelligence, dedication, a will to win and a fundamental humility,” said Clinton, who shared the story of his first time meeting Mays, asking him questions for three hours “like a kid in a candy store” when the game in 2000 he was supposed to attend was rained out, and later developed a friendship on the golf course.
“I loved playing golf with him, but I was appalled the first time we played,” Clinton said. “He had these old clubs and I swear he had masking tape on them. I said let me give you a set of golf clubs, and he said no. … He beat me anyway.”
The golf course is also where Mays made his biggest impact on his godson.
“Most of the time it was Monday, Wednesday and Friday at the golf course,” Bonds said. “Willie and my dad would play golf and reminisce about the old days. They’d tell me stories about each at bat, who they faced, how they approached it. They even told me about the days (of segregation) they had to go in the back food of the restaurant just to get the food.”
Mays was always willing to help, as represented by the audience seated in black folding chairs encircling home plate. There were dozens of former Giants whom Mays touched as a frequent and available guest in the home clubhouse and a helping of Willie Mays scholars, whom he provided scholarships to continue their education.
“Willie Mays was the greatest player,” Baker said. “The the thing I loved about Willie was, just like they said, he’d always ask you, ‘What do you need?'”
And then the 4,500 or so fans in the stands behind them, whose lives Mays touched without even knowing it.
Malcolm Heinicke, the lawyer in charge of Mays’ “Say Hey” Foundation, incorporated them into the ceremony, too, leading a spirited call and response of three “Say Hey” chants, “to send some joy right up through this clear sky, before the seagulls get here, right to Willie.”
“Thank you Willie Mays,” Manfred concluded his comments, “for all your contributions, you were a true Giant of baseball.”
Originally published at Evan Webeck