(See how I changed that up? He sounds made-up, though — right?)
“Specs” was probably the first major-league ballplayer – and certainly the first infielder — to dare wear glasses on the field. Basically, he may as well have been wearing a propeller on his head, that’s how much he stood out. I mean, they called him “Specs”, for crying out loud
Here he is in all his bespectacled glory:

An interview with Specs was featured in “The Glory of Their Times” by Lawrence Ritter, which if you have any interest in baseball whatsoever, you must procure immediately. He had to quit coaching when his eyesight began to (really) fail, and eventually underwent what sounded like the most miserable surgery ever. They operated on one eye at a time and the convalescence required that he basically lie in bed with one eye bandaged for an outrageous amount of time (a month? It might have been longer) with no idea whether the surgery “took”…followed by the same thing with the other eye. Unfortunately the first eye was a no-go, so after the second eye was done, poor Specs had to lie in the darkness wondering if he was blind. And, when the bandages were removed, it turned out… sniff… he was. SPECS! [as I shake my fist at a fickle and uncaring God]
Here’s a funny quote from his Wikipedia page that I hadn’t heard before:
So, spectacle-wearers everywhere, raise a glass to Specs, who was representin’ going way back.



