Sunday, July 31, 2022

Twice a pro: WSU’s Mark Hendrickson stands as one of 13 to play professionally in the MLB and NBA

 


Twice a pro: WSU’s Mark Hendrickson stands as one of 13 to play professionally in the MLB and NBA

By Dave Cook for Spokesman-Review 7/30/2022

There are 92 locales mentioned in the song “I’ve Been Everywhere,” made famous decades ago by the late Johnny Cash.

It would take Mark Hendrickson a stanza or two to recite the long list of places he’s lived and visited from spending 231/2 years of playing basketball and baseball both at the collegiate and professional levels.

He first chased the vision while attending Washington State University from 1992-96, and then lived the dream as a forward in the National Basketball Association and as a pitcher in Major League Baseball.

“You learn to travel light, that’s for sure,” he said, seven years after ending that vagabond chapter of his life. “I lived out of suitcases, but it is what it is. You have to get used to that lifestyle.”

For the 6-foot-9 left-hander, the grind included preseason training camps and an 82-game season in basketball. For baseball, it started with spring training in Arizona or Florida for six to eight weeks, then living in a minor league town or a big league city for a 162-game schedule.

“It was life in a hotel,” he said in June from York, Pennsylvania, where he now shares a home with his wife, four daughters and two grandchildren. “It becomes a very nomadic life, even in college. I missed all the holidays and we spent them at the coach’s house. That wasn’t the same.”

This summer marks the 20-year anniversary of his major league debut – Aug. 6, 2002, while playing for the Toronto Blue Jays. Born and raised in Mount Vernon, Washington, Hendrickson’s debut came in a relief appearance versus the Seattle Mariners – his favorite team growing up.

Hendrickson entered in the eighth inning after a dominant outing from Hall of Famer Roy Halladay. He struck out the first batter, Carlos Guillen, on four pitches, but came down to earth allowing five runs on three hits and two walks before he was pulled.

It came at the Toronto Skydome, where he says the bullpen is under the enclosed portion of the stadium, but the pitcher’s mound left him in the open with a swirling wind in his face.

“It was the weirdest thing, and on top of that I was making my debut,” he recalled. “My heart is pounding and it just happened so quick. I don’t know if I was even close on any of my pitches, it just worked out that I got the strikeout. Then it was boom, boom, boom, boom. And of all teams to be playing it was Seattle, so a lot of people were watching.”

It certainly provided a noteworthy footnote to what would be a stellar career in the league.

“Obviously it didn’t start out very well,” laughs Hendrickson, who turned 47 in June. “Debuts are funny – you remember them but they sometimes don’t go the way you want.”

That was the beginning of a 10-year career in the majors, after completing a four-year tenure in the NBA. In all, he was in professional baseball from 1998 to 2015, including three years in the minor leagues testing his mettle as a two-sport player.

Hendrickson is just one of 13 players in history listed by the Baseball Almanac to play in both the NBA and MLB. Included are Danny Ainge, Dave DeBusschere and Gene Conley. Michael Jordan, mind you, was a superstar in the NBA but never made it to baseball’s highest level.

If he had to do it all over again, would Hendrickson pursue both sports at the professional level again? Without hesitation, Hendrickson answered in the affirmative, but with a warning label.

“You have to have an ego to get to the professional ranks – you have to be thick-headed and confident because you’ll have a lot of adversity to get through,” he explained. “You have to evaluate yourself as an athlete and make adjustments regardless of who you are and whatever skill level you have.

“I was never the most talented – I didn’t have any skill set that stood out as great,” he admitted. “But my hand-eye coordination was off the charts. I picked up every sport rather easily, and I would do it again even though the athletes are getting more specialized.”

Hendrickson was drafted 31st overall in the 1996 NBA draft by the Philadelphia 76ers. His basketball journey took him to four different teams across the United States – Sacramento, New Jersey and Cleveland were the others. He played in 114 games, averaging 3.3 points and 2.8 rebounds.





Before and during his basketball career, Hendrickson was drafted six straight years by MLB teams.

The first time was out of high school as a 13th-round pick in 1992 by Atlanta. The sixth came in 1997 when he was taken in the 20th round by Toronto. He played in the Blue Jays organization for three seasons from 1998-2000 while also playing in the NBA.

Once Hendrickson dedicated his career to baseball he moved quickly through the minor leagues to the majors.

Despite a rocky start versus the Mariners, he became a starter and finished his rookie season in 2002 with a 3-0 record and a 2.45 earned run average in 36 innings.

Hendrickson played for Tampa Bay, Los Angeles, Florida and Baltimore, finishing his career with a 58-74 record and 5.03 ERA. He made 328 appearances and 166 starts and finished with a total of 1,169 innings and 666 strikeouts. And that doesn’t even include numerous stops in the minor leagues to both begin and end his baseball odyssey.

And through it all, he had nary a multiyear contract – just one that included a second-year option.

“Every athlete is trying to survive. It makes it very challenging to come back and continue to perform,” Hendrickson said.

His challenges started at a young age.

Hendrickson was just five months old when his father, Thomas Hendrickson, died on Nov. 17, 1974, at the age of 31. A Washington State Patrol officer, Thomas was killed in the line of duty by a drunk driver.

That left his mother, Barbara, to watch over Mark and his older brother, Steve. Two years older than Mark, Steve would also eventually attend Washington State and watch over his younger brother in Pullman. Their grandfather helped instill a love of sports into the brothers, and they would play any and all sports as they grew up.

A natural lefty, Mark would grow from 6-foot-1 to 6-foot-7 between his freshman and sophomore year at Mount Vernon High School. That meant as long as he could learn to deal with his growth spurt, his youth soccer skills and point guard skills in basketball would be assets on the court and on the diamond.

As a sophomore at Mount Vernon, the Bulldogs were humbled by Battle Ground 95-63 for the State AA basketball title. They came back to win the championship the next year with a 59-52 victory over Battle Ground, then in his senior season were undefeated and repeated as state champs with a 56-38 victory over Shorecrest.

In baseball, the Bulldogs also won State AA titles in 1990 and 1992. The summer after his senior season while playing American Legion baseball, his team won the state tile and lost in the championship game of the regional tourney.

“We weren’t spoiled by winning, but we appreciated it,” he says of his high school days. “I remember crying after my senior year of basketball when we won the state tournament. I was sad it was done, and to that point I had spent 18 years in Mount Vernon.”

Mark Hendrickson was a dominant presence inside for the Washington State basketball team from 1992-96. (Dan Pelle/The Spokesman-Review)

Success seemed to follow Hendrickson to Pullman, and he played considerably as a freshman in the 1992-93 season. He averaged 12.6 points and 8.0 rebounds as he was named to the five-member Pac-10 All-Freshmen Team.

The next season, the Cougars earned their way into the NCAA Tournament under Kelvin Sampson, who would depart Pullman after that year for Oklahoma.

In 1995 and 1996, Hendrickson would earn first team All-Pac 10 honors and help the team advance to the NIT both seasons under new coach Kevin Eastman.

Hendrickson finished his career as the Pac-10 active leader in double-doubles with 43 in 108 games and became the first Cougar to lead his team in rebounding all four seasons. Hendrickson concluded his basketball career by holding the school record in career field goal percentage (.567), while ranking second for career rebounds (927) and third for points (1,496).

Hendrickson also made eight appearances on the mound for the Cougar baseball team during his junior year in 1995 under new coach Steve Farrington, who succeeded legendary coach Chuck “Bobo” Brayton. The Cougars won the Pac-10 North Division title that season.

“I was ready for it emotionally,” he said of waiting until his third year at WSU to dive into the life of a dual-sport athlete. “College was an eye-opening experience. Coach Sampson was demanding, and it was good for me. Those were two years with a steep learning curve to really understand the commitment to basketball and the training involved. It was a big jump from high school.”

Hendrickson said he always considered baseball a summer sport, partly because he grew up on the rainy west side of Washington where the high school baseball season was essentially crammed from mid-April to the end of May. So even though he didn’t play collegiately his other three seasons at WSU, he honed his skills by playing semiprofessional baseball in the summers.

“Baseball started so early in college, then they would go south for a while,” he said of the collegiate baseball season which began in January just as league play in basketball was beginning. “And with basketball going as long as it did, (my college baseball career) didn’t amount to much. But I always played in the summers.”

He says now his desire to play professional baseball was “always there” when he was in college. But what the Cougs accomplished on the basketball court was more important. “Being a part of the NCAA Tournament was a big deal to me.”

When his WSU hoops career concluded in 1996, the Seattle SuperSonics were high on his list of potential teams to play for in the NBA. He was 5 years old when they won the NBA title in 1979, and in 1996 Seattle won the Western Conference title the same year Hendrickson was to be drafted.

Hendrickson remembers having a pre-draft workout with the Vancouver Grizzlies in the morning one day, then flying to Seattle for his workout with the Sonics that afternoon. Seattle had a pick at the end of the first round that he hoped to snag, but Seattle traded it away for two second-round picks.

“Because it was the Sonics and I was from that area, I had the best workout of any of my workouts,” he said of his hopes of being the 28th pick overall. “That crushed me. I really wanted to play for them.”

As it turned out, three selections later he was picked by the 76ers with the second choice of the second round. He had impressed the brass at Philadelphia during his final pre-draft workout, and ended up on a squad with No. 1 pick Allen Iverson out of Georgetown.

“I caught fire,” he said of his visit to Philly. “Any drill we were doing I just couldn’t miss. So I wasn’t surprised when they picked me, but I was pulling for Seattle for sure.”

Because his parents were both from York, he had a built-in fan base of family members his rookie year. He played in 29 games that season, then 48 the next season for Sacramento.

He also had two stints in New Jersey, including the final five games of his career in the 1999-2000 campaign. None of the teams he played on reached the playoffs.

“I was able to play well enough to play into a contract the rest of the year,” he said of his four years in the NBA. “But people don’t realize just how many people are trying to get into the league.”

Baltimore starting pitcher Mark Hendrickson tosses against the Texas Rangers during game action at Rangers Ballpark in Arlington, Texas in 2009.  (Ron Jenkins/Fort Worth Star-Telegram)Baltimore starting pitcher Mark Hendrickson tosses against the Texas Rangers during game action at Rangers Ballpark in Arlington, Texas in 2009. (Ron Jenkins/Fort Worth Star-Telegram)

While in the NBA, he played semiprofessional baseball in the offseason before signing with the Blue Jays on May 22, 1998. He spent time with A and AA minor league clubs in 1998 and 1999, and again in 2000 after he quit basketball.

He sometimes wonders what would have happened if he would have signed with the Braves out of high school, but knows he took the best path possible to the majors. He found out firsthand what the minor leagues are like but was thankful he didn’t go through it as an 18-year-old.

“That’s a brutal life. It’s survival of the fittest. There will be instruction, but they don’t give you instructions on the grueling grind of playing every day, living off of pennies and staying in hotels.”

After his third year in the NBA, Hendrickson was invited to the Arizona fall baseball league for top prospects and where scouts congregate. It was an opportunity he couldn’t pass up and he performed well, but he knew he had to quit the NBA to give him the best leverage. So early in 2000, his basketball career was over.

“I said, ‘I’ll see you at spring training, Toronto.’ And that’s all she wrote – I didn’t look back. I had to commit.”

He played for Syracuse in the AAA International League in 2001 and 2002 before getting called up by the Blue Jays.

The most innings he pitched in MLB came in 2004 with 1831/3 for Tampa Bay (10-15, 4.81 ERA), then pitched 1781/3 the next year (11-8, 5.90). His lone postseason appearance came in the 2006 National League Divisional Series while he was with the Los Angeles Dodgers. He appeared in all three games and gave up no runs in 22/3 innings, but the Dodgers were swept by the New York Mets.

“It’s all chemistry,” he explains of what makes teams into playoff contenders and champions. “Players have an inner circle where they can’t do anything wrong, so it’s very difficult to get them to buy into a team aspect when there is so much at stake individually.

“In baseball, you can’t cheat a 182-game season.”

Hendrickson also became the first pitcher in Toronto Blue Jays history to hit a home run, which he did against the Montreal Expos on June 21, 2003. He played in 2008 for Florida and 2009-11 for Baltimore. The Orioles extended contracts in 2013 and 2015, but he was released both times.

“You have to put the work in to stay, and it’s harder to stay than to get there,” he says. “You have to have the motivation every day. There is no guarantee for tomorrow.”

He says one of the lessons he absorbed and tries to pass along to others was to learn how to be a good practice player and become very efficient in preparation.

“Getting drafted can’t be the climax, the euphoria and the ultimate dream,” he warns, likening it to climbing Mt. Everest. “You are up there for maybe two minutes, and now all of the sudden the real work begins because you have to get down the mountain.”

In 2015, Hendrickson settled back in York, a small town of about 45,000 in Southern Pennsylvania. He says when he retired, he cried in a parking lot because that part of his life was over.

“It was hard to do, and I see why athletes really suffer when they retire. That singular motivation, focus and attention to detail you have year-round is no longer there. I was walking around in a daze.”

Hendrickson, though, was motivated to get over it by the new-found time with his family, and working out and being healthy. “That lifestyle has never changed for me.

“It was a long time, and a lot of commitment,” he said of his time in collegiate and professional sports. “I always had the dream when I was a kid that I would play until I was 40 and then take it year-to-year after that. It’s a much different mindset when your body goes through the changes, I don’t think the average fan understands. You have a lot of wear and tear on your body, and it comes down to trying to bounce back and play game-after-game-after-game. That’s the hardest part.”

After a year off, Hendrickson coached a couple of years in the Orioles organization, and for the most part was able to commute to his job in Aberdeen, Maryland. “I loved it when I was interacting with the players, but I was missing out. I just decided I couldn’t do it.”


Former Washington State basketball player Mark Hendrickson poses for a photo with his youngest daughter Elliana. (Courtesy of Mark Hendrickson)

So instead, he turned to interacting with his own kids by coaching his daughter’s basketball team. She’s 9 and in the third grade now, and one of his other daughters is 11 and helps coach. Even his 4-year-old is involved.

“It was probably the first time I’ve been on a basketball court in a team setting since my NBA days,” he admits. “It got the juices flowing again. I have way too much to pay forward.”

His 27-year-old daughter is married and has two daughters of her own.

“I have girls, girls and more girls,” he laughs.

In York, Hendrickson owns a company called Major League Properties, a firm that specializes in buying and renovating homes. He’s also doing some public speaking, and hopes to do more as he shares the lessons he’s learned in life.

He looks back fondly to his induction into the Washington State University Athletics Hall of Fame in 2016. In 2008 he was selected to the Pac-12 Conference Hall of Honor.

He’s still a big fan of the state of Washington.

“I enjoy watching the teams in the state, obviously the Cougs, but I’m not opposed to rooting for Gonzaga or UW,” he said. “It’s good to see the state of Washington do well.

“I miss Washington – I don’t get back to Pullman or Mount Vernon as much as I would like,” he added. “But it was a good spot to grow up for sure, and Pullman was a good college town. It was just big enough, and I can tell people when I went to college Washington State had the best basketball team in the region.”

Hendrickson said he isn’t sure if the number of NBA/MLB two-sport athletes will increase from 13.

Advances in technology, facilities and training regimens have changed the face of college and professional athletics over the years. But he knows it still comes down to a human component when determining if an athlete can handle the rigors of competing in two sports at a high level.

“Everything is better than it was, but athletes are still human,” Hendrickson said. “Committing to one sport full time year-round, I don’t how much better that makes you without taking some time off. I don’t foresee two-sport athletes in the future.”

https://www.spokesman.com/stories/2022/jul/30/twice-a-pro-washington-states-mark-hendrickson-sta

Wednesday, July 6, 2022

The Pac-12 will never be the same again, and that’s sad

We’re back. Sort of. “News for CougGroup” daily email reports have been sent for a long time. Sorry, the daily email reports are almost 100 percent retired. But, the “News for CougGroup” postings at the “News for CougGroup” Facebook page. There’s also a “News for CougGroup” blog, but it has not seen much action. Nonetheless, here’s a sports column from the Seattle Times that should be of interest.


 

The Pac-12 will never be the same again, and that’s sad

July 6, 2022 by Larry Stone, Seattle Times

I have a six-decade relationship with the Pac-12 — old enough that I lived through its incarnations as the Pac-8 and Pac-10.

My affiliation spans from John McKay to Lincoln Riley, from Lew Alcindor to Johnny Juzang, from Ann Meyers to Anna Wilson.

That doesn’t make me unique. Every sports fan who grew up on the West Coast has been steeped in the tradition of the “Conference of Champions” (a title Bill Walton — another early idol — won’t let anyone forget). My association is no doubt surpassed in longevity and intensity by many who are reading this.

So I’m wondering how many of you are feeling as ... melancholy ... wistful ... sad as I am. Look, there are lots of more important things going on in the world to lament and fret about than the dissolution of an athletic conference. They used to call the sports section “the toy department” for a reason. Yet in the wake of the defection of USC and UCLA last week, leaving the survival of the Pac-12 in limbo, it’s impossible not to feel like something intimate and personal has been torn apart. That always hits one straight in the heart.

This story now revolves around financial, logistical and strategical machinations, as every Division I school in the country desperately tries to position itself for the best chance at relevance. But I don’t want to lose sight of the emotional angle, which I suspect will get shunted aside in the ongoing fights for survival.

The first football player I worshipped, as a youngster in ­Southern California, was O.J. Simpson at USC (yeah, I’d like a do-over on that one). I reveled in the John Wooden men’s basketball dynasty at UCLA. I took deep pride in the Rose Bowl, basked in the televised oohs and aahs about the beauty of the San Gabriel Mountains and rooted hard for the Pac-8 team, no matter whom it was. Loyalty to the Pac overruled fandom.

Then I grew up, went off to Berkeley and viewed the conference from a new angle. Cal football was teeming with talent in those days (but it didn’t quite translate into the still-elusive Rose Bowl berth) — the likes of Chuck Muncie, Steve Bartkowski, Wesley Walker and Steve Rivera. Those names might be dimming with time, but they always will be indelible in my memory bank.

My years in the Bay Area also provided a deeper immersion into the virtues of women’s sports — just as the benefits of Title IX were taking effect — and the so-called Olympic sports. My first beat at the Daily Californian was water polo, followed by gymnastics, followed by track and field. I loved covering them all and realizing that there was an immense storehouse of passion and talent away from the football fields and basketball courts — and not exclusive to the men. A half-century later (gulp), and it’s become apparent that the Pac-12 leads the country in these realms.

Or, at least it did.

I also got to see a close-up view of one of the conference’s most hallowed rivalries, between Cal and Stanford. I would characterize it as fierce but refined. One fond memory was the annual joint news conference before the Big Game when I got a chance to lunch with and pick the brain of Stanford’s rising coach, Bill Walsh. I was in the Daily Cal offices in July 1978 — summer session — when news came down that the Pac-8 was now the Pac-10 with the addition of Arizona and Arizona State.

In 1996, I moved back to the Northwest (having spent six years in Yakima out of college) and was exposed to new rivalries, new bastions of passion and prowess. The Pac-12 was born in 2011 when Utah and Colorado joined the conference (after a bid to lure Texas, Oklahoma and possibly Oklahoma State fell apart — cue ominous music).

The Pac-12 was a fount of stability, and there was no reason to think that was going to change. At least, until the very fabric of college sports began to unravel — gradually and then suddenly, to quote Ernest Hemingway in “The Sun Also Rises” (hey, I was an English major at Cal).

That’s not to say the changes are all bad. I’m a believer in athletes’ freedom of movement and their long-overdue ability to be compensated, and I think it will become an accepted part of the landscape once some regulation and order is installed.

But this land rush of schools to join the “haves” and not get stuck for perpetuity with the have-nots — in which alliances are betrayed, trust is nonexistent and self-interest trumps everything — will take some getting used to.

Suddenly, geography means nothing. Loyalty means nothing. Tradition means nothing. Increasingly, even educational excellence isn’t the preeminent consideration. The only thing that means something, it seems, is television revenue, which must be maximized by any means necessary.

No matter how this all shakes down, the Pac-12 as we know it effectively died Thursday. There’s a chance that is a literal assessment. Depending on which conference, and which schools, are shrewdest in their maneuvering, there’s a possibility the Pac-12 could simply cease to exist, because all its members will have fled to greener pastures. Or been forced to settle for whatever lesser conference will take them.

Welcome to an era of strange bedfellows, where schools would be wise to hold their friends close and their enemies closer. Suddenly, Washington and Oregon, sworn athletic rivals, have reason to work in concert (until one gets a solo offer it can’t refuse). But Washington’s other sworn rival, Washington State, now desperately needs the Huskies to adhere to in-state fealty and stick with them — even if it must be enforced by the legislature.

As the Pac-12 commissioner, George Kliavkoff, tries desperately to hold things together, every conceivable scenario results in a vastly altered landscape. Maybe Washington and Oregon find safe haven in the Big Ten, or maybe that conference decides to poach a different combination of schools. Maybe the Pac-12 (now technically the Pac-10 again), turns around and poaches the cream of the Big 12 — or vice versa. Maybe the Pac-12 and Big 12 execute a full-bore merger. Maybe the ACC and/or SEC decide to delve into the picked-over Pac, scavenging the most enticing remnants; remember, geography means nothing anymore.

But no matter what happens, it will never be the same. Maybe that’s just a sign of our times, and the price of progress. Maybe I’m just an old man yelling at a cloud. But for this child of the Pac-8, it still hurts my heart.

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