I'm a lapsed major league baseball fan. I don't write about it very often because it makes me feel like a cranky old fart when I'm merely cranky. The players make way too much money and spend too much time on field fidgeting and futzing around. The games are now slower than molasses: it was once possible for a ballgame to last only 2 hours; even a televised one. I also loathe the endless playoff process, which has undermined interest in the pennant races. Why play 162 games if so many teams make the playoffs? It's the NBA-ization of baseball: a long season with an even longer post-season. End of querelous rant. But there are times when my pre-1994 strike love of the game is rekindled. The 60 year anniversary of Jackie Robinson's integrating the Show is one of those times.
I can't say I like the way our culture has watered Jackie's story down and turned him into a mild mannered hero. The "you can't fight back/turn the other cheek" part of Jackie's career lasted for only 2 seasons. The rest of the time, he was a fire breathing dragon of a competitor. His contemporary, Hall of Fame manager, Leo Durocher once said of Jackie that "he'd do anything to win including sticking his bat up your ass." That was the *real* Jackie Robinson a militant, not a saint. Jackie was self confident and didn't give a shit what others thought about him. For example, he remained a Republican, albeit a radical on Civil Rights issue, to the end of his life on the theory that if black folks weren't in both parties they'd get screwed by the one they didn't belong to. Of course, he died before the Religious Right and ex-Dixiecrats took over the party of Lincoln but I suspect that he would have shoved that bat of his up various wingnut orifices.
So, here's to the real Jackie Robinson: a fierce, fiery and proud man. A great American and a real hero. We'll never see his like again.
Finally, here's a swell video slide show set to the tune of Did You Ever See Jackie Robinson Hit That Ball? by Count Basie and his swingin' orchestra:
I've had this song stuck in my head for days...thanks!
Anyone who reads "I Never Had It Made" will know that this was a man like
most every other man, who was a talented ballplayer and who was chosen
because he could exhibit a Gandhi-like nonviolent strength in the face of
prejudice, bigotry, and idiocy on the part of spectators and even fellow
players.
I think Jackie was chosen because he was well educated and had played
college sports at a mostly white Uni: UCLA. He was already used to an
integrated environment and to being around white boy jocks. His natural
temper was tempered (as it were) by his intelligence.
I don't think the game is particularly slower than it has ever been. And I
don't think it does much good to worry about the salaries of pro athletes
these days. But you are spot-on about the stupid expanded playoff format.
Baseball numbers.. including wins and loss records.. mean something after
162 games.. or at least they should. That and the utter shame of the
steroid scandals have done the most damage to the game in my mind.
Jeffrey, the average game time is 40% longer than it was in 1980. Games of
3 1/2 hours to 4 were unheard of and now are common. It would be easy to
speed games up: batters have to ask the umps to call time for them to step
out of the batter's box. They used to ask rarely but now most of them do it
between every pitch. The umps could just say no and knock 20 minutes off of
every game.
Baseball is unwatchable for me now. There are no screwball pitchers, only
one knuckleball pitcher, the games take forever, and nobody hustles. Ever
since les Expos got screwed out of a playoff spot in the strike year, or
since Donnie Moore...well...you know...it hasn't appealed to me.
Yeah see that kind of stuff (stepping out of the box and whatnot) doesn't
really bother me. I know it's a big complaint but I can deal with it.. or
I could if I didn't think everyone was cheating all the time. And if the
increased emphasis on power hitting didn't work to the detriment of
small-ball strategy. I also hate the DH... and I miss Harry Caray
Does anyone watch BB anymore, other than the Series? Despite that I was a
huge Dodgers fan as a kid, I couldn't watch an entire 9 inning game now if
you put a gun to my head. Maybe it is the ridiculously slow pace of the
game, or maybe I just miss Jackie, Duke, PeeWee, Newk, Sandy, Junior,
Campy, Gil, Carl and the boys of summer.
Jeffrey: The batter's box stuff literally adds 20-30 minutes to every game.
You're too young to remember shorter and better paced games.
We need more Bob Gibsons on the mounds, screaming at the batters to get
back in the damn box so they can be properly struck out.
Ahh, Bob Gibson. I grew up as a Giants fan and the Cards were my second
favorite team because of Gibby. As a very small kid I saw him and Juan
Marichal match up a few times. It was beisbol heaven. I'm more of a
pitching and defense fan myself.
One day, remind me to do my spot-on impersonation of Harry Caray announcing
the second game of a doubleheader at Wrigley. He'd be on about the 9th
Budweiser by then. Holy cow.
Not a cranky old fart yet? Hmmm... Well, OK, if you really want to get
technical. How about cranky middle aged fart?
Golly. Darlin', you tryin' to get my mind off of current events? I don't
know where to begin. Liprap, baseball is a great radio game, perhaps the
only great radio game. I can completely see baseball on the radio. And I
don't mind the batter stepping out of the box. I love the face-off between
batter and pitcher and the catcher's part in the whole thing. I also don't
object to the longer games. I'm a little puzzled at how anyone can object
to more baseball. Isn't that, by definition, good? Well, except the
expanded playoff thing. I completely agree with you and Mr. GP about that.
Divisional Series? Yuck.
"Things were better when I was kid" sure sounds fogeyish to me. Yes, the
average game went from 2:03 to 2:48 over the past 30 years and 45 minutes
is a fair amount of time but the playing level of baseball is incredibly
high right now. Athletes make enough money that they don't have to have
offseason jobs and can keep themselves in shape year-round unlike the
hallowed days of the '60's when Mickey Lolich and Smokey Burgess found
their ways onto the field (not taking away from the fact that Lolich had
some pretty great years). I watched many games with Mr. Adrastos in the
'70's and '80's and lived through some slow times then (Mike Hargrove,
anyone?) Yeah, it is annoying when the likes of the thankfully-retired
Chuck Knoblauch would step out, adjust his gloves and take about 5 practice
swings between each pitch (why do they adjust gloves when they are taking a
pitch anyway?) or when Steve Trachsel would throw over to first half a
dozen times but at least for pitchers the trend is to throw quickly (see
Maddux, Greg) and I see fewer Knoblauchs than I once did and frankly I
think the game is better than when I was younger.
Actually, Sharpie, I'm inclined to think of 1974-1994 as close to a golden
age of recent baseball. The teams played varying styles. Remember Whitey
Herzog's teams in KC and St Louis? Now everybody stands around and waits
for a big lummox juiced on steroids to hit the long ball. There also seem
to me to be more players who weigh more than 250 pounds lumbering around
stadia now than before. So, while many of the players are more athletic
there are also a lot of Cecil Fielder/Mo Vaughn types out there.
With real steroids testing in place you're actually seeing less of the
scenario you describe (though I will admit it sometimes felt that way late
90's/early '00s when Mark McGwire and Jose Canseco stalked the scene).
Jose Reyes, Carl Crawford, Grady Sizemore -- all the kind of players Whitey
Herzog would've loved. The Angels of a couple years ago won the World
Series by hitting tons of singles. Pitching changes mid-innings, yes, that
is annoying (and adds several minutes to American League games where
pitchers aren't removed for pinch-hitters) but specialization is the way of
all sports nowadays with short-yardage backs and placekicking specialists.