“Oh, I’ll give hitting tips all day long,” he said. “I want people to succeed. I never want anybody to fail.”
Older generations of players would likely cringe at that — the Hall of Fame pitcher Bob Gibson famously hated fraternizing with rivals. But the game, Freeman said, has changed for good reason.
Freeman sees all of his opponents as part of a larger baseball family. He is close friends with many. They often share the same agency or live near each other in the off-season or have mutual friends or end up being teammates one day. And, he said, when talking about hitting on the basepaths, maybe he can learn a thing or two from them.
“If you’re not trying to learn in this game, you’re going to be in quicksand,” he said, adding later, “If you’re doing something in your approach or your plan at the plate that might click for me and unlock something, why wouldn’t I want to hear that? When you get drafted, it’s not like you’re forced to be enemies.”
Freeman doesn’t just help his rivals, though. Sometimes, he simply shares a laugh with them or toys with them.