THE RAP ON THE RAT

Is it axiomatic that a “great baseball mind” only comes with a foul mouth, spitting out filth and downgrading jokes about women?

I have a fantasy of Anita Hill buying the Angels simply to watch Herzog’s rump-first exit from her office, “fingering his hat in hand,” as he explains what he meant by: “I should be careful today, huh? Can’t go ‘round tellin’ my secretary she’s got a cute ass or else I’ll never become a Supreme Court Judge”?

And if pitcher Mark Langston’s actress wife ever gets a deciding share of Angels’ stock, I want to be there when she corners Herzog in the board room to ask about his crack that “she ain’t that pretty.”

He has a repertoire of denigrating remarks about the players, the fans--everyone but his boss-of-the-moment.

JANICE G. KNOWLTON

Anaheim