I have two memories of Mike Cubbage and neither has anything to do with him being on the field. 1) One set of grandparents retired to a big old farmhouse in central Virginia and that's where we'd go on family vacations every summer. We loved it, a week's worth of woods, streams, ponies, etc. But it was also very isolated which the grands loved to the point where they didn't even own a television. My one problem was that I was cut off from baseball and the Mets for the week which was akin to culture shock. The only connection was a lone newspaper, The Charlottesville Daily Progress, which at least had the standings and box scores listed -- although depending on where the game was being played not always with the previous night's games included often leaving me ignorant for two days at a time -- and, at best, a one or two sentence recap of each game. 'Reds held the Mets to four hits and knocked Seaver out in the 5th for a 5-1 win. It was their 5th straight victory'. With no ML city within 300 miles of there (Baltimore) that was about as much news as one could expect from the CDP. The only actual articles about baseball they seemed to run by the mid-70s were about the local boy made good, one Mike Cubbage of Lane HS in Charlottesville. 'Charlottesville's own Mike Cubbage went 1-for-4 with a double last night to bring his BA to .243' ... as if news about some part-time rookie infielder for Texas and later Minnesota did ME any good. 2) in the early years of free-agency the rules were that each team had to 'draft' which FAs they wanted to chance to negotiate with. The owners, wary of the new fangled concoction forced on them by a court ruling, wanted to limit as much free in free agency as they could and Marvin Miller, knowing that decreased supply led to increased prices, was only too happy to let them do it. But we all know that 1970's era NYM ownership wasn't going to play by these socialist rules and make insta-millionaires out of the hired help if they could help it. So one of the first toe-dips into drafting a FA was none other than 30 y/o Mike Cubbage and his 702 career OPS. He got 90 plate appearances for them and, despite a fine year at Tidewater in 1982, never played in the majors again. To this day wherever I hear the name Mike Cubbage my first thought is: Charlottesville.