YANKEE MAVERICK SETS THE PACE
By Craig Wolff
IT was late morning in Cleveland, and nearly all the Yankees were on the field going through baseball's rituals: shagging flies, aiming for the fences, strolling in the outfield, getting into a baseball state of mind. Rickey Henderson was involved in his own ritual. He was the last to change out of his clothes, the last to finish his doughnut and coffee, the last of the regulars to jump into the batting cage. He moved about his teammates and his friends from the Indians. His face was bright and he chatted away. But while everyone else seemed busy and scurrying, Henderson seemed separate. In the way that the sandlot player comes in from across town, and with few words dominates, Henderson seemed, wittingly or unwittingly, arrogant. His hitting, his base stealing, his home runs and his mastery of center field in Yankee Stadium have established him as one of the game's best all-round performers and easily the best leadoff hitter in baseball. He is on the track to become the leading base-stealer in baseball history. Last year he batted .314, hit 24 homers, scored 146 runs, drove in 72 runs, and stole 80 bases. Already this season he has 19 homers and has stolen 66 bases.