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MEMPHIS, Tenn. — Ralph Gagliano’s home has a warm, inviting feel to it, with lots of photos of his 13 grandchildren and the kind of lived-in furniture that suggests old stories and happy memories. “Everything in here was picked out by my wife,” Gagliano says, referring to his second wife, Ginger, who died in 2003. “She liked antiques and other old stuff, and a lot of it has that Louisiana French look.”
What you won’t find is anything that celebrates or even recalls Gagliano’s major-league baseball career. There are no autographed bats, no keepsake baseballs marking a statistical milestone, no team photo from some long-ago magical season that fans still talk about. There’s some framed stuff here and there, but Gagliano has to go look for it.
He doesn’t even look much like an ex-ballplayer. Gagliano’s in fine fettle for a man of his 78 years, thin and wiry, and his eyes are clear, his speech lithe and cheery. But it’s golf that’s kept him fit over the years, Gagliano says, though he hasn’t been out there lately due to an achy back.
But Gagliano did play baseball, all right — big-league baseball. How much big-league baseball? Sitting at the kitchen table, he lifts his hands and spreads them apart, about a foot, and then about 2 feet.
