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Five Best Baseball Books: A response to Fay Vincent's selections for the Wall Street Journal

Recently, Ron Kaplan at Baseball Bookshelf referred to Fay Vincent's opinion piece for the Wall Street Journal, in which he listed his opinion on the five best baseball books of all time.  Ron notes that, with a single exception, the former MLB commissioner lists only books that are older than 40 years.  The post started me thinking about the great books about baseball that I have read since I fell in love with this game before I started kindergarten. 

It wasn't easy to narrow the list down to my top five (five times that amount made the honorable mention list), but for better or worse here it is:

(1)  The Glory of Their Times - Lawrence Ritter.  Sorry, Ron.  The passage of time cannot erode the quality of the great oral history classic. It opened the world of the deadball era to an entire generation (including one Sixth Grader from Greenville, Michigan)and kept their stories and legacies alive.  Moreover, it sparked a host of other oral history projects that have preserved the stories of hundreds of other players in various times (and not just the stars and well-known tales). Still, no one has ever duplicated what he accomplished with this book.

(2)  Ball Four - Jim Bouton.  Although this classic "tell-all" diary of Bouton's year with the Seattle Pilots and Houston Astros is best known for its recounting of Mantle and the boys acting like adolescents on the rooftop of hotels, the greatness of the book lies in the honest portrayal of Bouton and his teammates as human beings, not just images on a television or numbers in a box score.  Baseball has generated hundreds of "kiss and tell" narratives, but there is only one Ball Four.  My autographed hard-back copy is a cherished keepsake.  I've read it at least a half-dozen times or more.  It always makes me laugh.

(3) Bill James Historical Baseball Abstract - Bill James.  Finally, a book written after the Nixon presidency makes the list.  What needs to be said about this book that hasn't been said before?  The historical nuggets are to a baseball fan what potato chips are to a junk food junkie.  Although I may not agree with his ranking of players (great and not so great), his analysis makes me think.

(4)  The Celebrant - Eric Greenberg.  A list of great baseball books cries out for at least one novel.  The short list came down to The Universal Baseball Association (Robert Coover), Shoeless Joe (W.P. Kinsella), and Greenberg's The Celebrant.  If I could have listed all three, I would have done it.  But that seemed the chicken way out.  As much as I love UBA and Shoeless Joe (which remains better than the movie version), the realism of the historical context and the seamless interplay of Greenberg's fictional characters with the actual personages of New York baseball in the first decade of the 20th Century carry the day.

(5) I Was Right On Time - Buck O'Neil.  Once again, I vacillated between O'Neil's anecdotal biography and another great autobiography - Maybe I'll Pitch Forever, by Buck's friend and teammate - Satchel Paige. I first read Paige's book (published originally in 1962) back in Junior High.  Both books relate the experiences of players prevented from sharing the public stage with other great baseball stars solely because the pigmentation of their skin was different.  Although Paige's book had a significant impact on my developing view of the world, I'm chosing I Was Right On Time because I need something recent and because one can hear Buck's voice in every paragraph and on every page.  And that is enough for me.

What about you?  What are your favorite baseball books of all time?

Link to Ron Kaplan's
Baseball Bookshelf: The five best books?

Gerald Early: "Black Americans don't play baseball because they don't want to." [Updated]

As the 60th anniversary of Jackie Robinson's breaking of the color barrier in Major League Baseball draws near, the question of the decrease in African-American involvement in baseball has been raised more frequently.  This weekend NPR aired an interview with Sharon Robinson, Jackie's daughter and a discussion of the issue with Dave Winfield and Darrell Miller, Director of MLB's Urban Youth Academy in Compton, California

In a previous post, I mentioned Professor Gerald Early's "Unpopular Answer to A Popular Question," published in the Spring 2007 issue of 108.  Having received numerous requests to provide the full text of Prof. Early's essay on-line, and in the pursuit of engaging in the growing dialogue on this important question, I am presenting in this post, the full-text of the column.  Feel free to send me or Professor Early your thoughts by submitting a comment.

"An Unpopular Answer to A Popular Question"

Recently I gave a 30-minute presentation on baseball at the Oakland Museum of California before a group of Washington University alumni. The occasion was the opening of the Hall of Fame exhibition “Baseball as America.” During the question-and-answer period I was asked why African Americans were so under-represented on Major League Baseball teams. To me, that is always something like a trick or loaded question. I am invariably asked about this because I am African American and it is supposed by my audience that I would have an adequate or informed or sensible explanation for the absence of blacks in the Major Leagues. Moreover, I usually will mention Jackie Robinson briefly whenever I give a talk on baseball, so that, combined with my skin color, would seem to invite the question. I don’t mind it, although I am a bit bemused by it.

I answered by saying that African Americans make up about nine percent of Major League baseball players today, which is somewhat less than their percent in the population, but roughly about what they represent in the American mosaic as a whole. So, in fact, they really aren’t under-represented in the sport. It is about in keeping with their percentage in the general population. Should there be more? If so, why? How many Jews play Major League Baseball in comparison to their overall percentage in the population? How many Japanese Americans or Americans of Italian extraction? When black Americans made up seventeen to eighteen percent of ballplayers in 1959, many thought this was an achievement; although blacks were clearly over-represented, no one of liberal bent at the time was disturbed. When blacks made up nearly 30 percent of Major League rosters in 1975, many people, especially some liberals and some blacks, complained that they were over-represented in the sport, as they were in American team sports generally, that blacks were largely reduced to being entertainers and athletes in America and their over-representation in sports stereotyped them and distorted the young black male’s sense of ambition. Blacks were being steered into sports. (This was, in good measure, the argument of John Hoberman’s controversial Darwin’s Athletes: How Sport Has Damaged Black America and Preserved the Myth of Race, published in 1997.)

I continued, many people said that blacks being over-represented in sports like baseball is bad; now, they say that blacks being under-represented is bad. Well, which is it? Black Americans are even more under-represented among professional sports franchise owners. People don’t seem nearly as worked up about that. They are even more under-represented among people who win the science Nobel Prizes but people seem to feel that the fact they don’t play professional baseball as they used to is something like a national crisis. Winning the Nobel Prize in Medicine would do more for the group’s image than winning the MVP of the National League or a Cy Young Award, which black Americans have already proven they can do. Isn’t all of this strange?

Finally, I say that the simplest answer is probably the best: I assume black Americans don’t play Major League Baseball so much these days because they don’t want to. This answer never satisfies my audience.

An African American gentleman stood up and offered his theory on the subject, as he found my answer woefully inadequate. Black Americans lack the space and facilities in their communities to organize baseball teams and that is why they don’t go into baseball anymore. This was one of the reasons offered in a lengthy article in the St. Louis Post-Dispatch that appeared on June 18, 2006 (and for which I was interviewed) that dealt with this subject. “Baseball requires green space and maintenance,” the article paraphrases one of its interviewees, “Not to mention uniforms, gloves, bats and even registration fees. To become an elite player today means participating in programs that can be prohibitively expensive for families with little financial wiggle room.” In sociology, this is call deficit theory, that is, that one group does not do what another group does because it lacks the resources to do it. Deficit theory is almost always wrong. Groups rarely feel forced not to do something because they lack something that would make it easier to do the thing in question. Deficit theory is always used to explain the behavior of black Americans.

If lack of green spaces and the cost of equipment explains why black Americans don’t play baseball today, then how does one account for the fact that they played it in the early 20th century and even organized leagues back in 1920 when they had less money, less space, fewer resources, and faced more rigorous racism than they do now. And doesn’t football require green space, organization, uniforms and the like and blacks seem to have a great pipeline in their communities for developing youth football. In the Post-Dispatch article, black sociologist Harry Edwards says that baseball doesn’t want “to send scouts into African-American communities, which still today are substantially segregated and increasingly violent.” Doubtless, this is true of many black neighborhoods, but it doesn’t seem to be stopping the development of black football or basketball players or preventing the scouts from these sports from finding their way there despite the gangs and violence.

I stick with my answer. Black people have agency as much as any other group. They are not simply sociologically determined, as believers in the deficit theory seem to think. Black Americans don’t play baseball because they don’t want to. They are not attracted to the game. Baseball has little hold on the black American imagination. Relatively few blacks watch the game. The game is not passed on from father to son or father to daughter; lacking that, the game simply will not have much resonance with African Americans. Moreover, as my friend, sports historian Michael McCambridge, pointed out to me, baseball sells itself through nostalgia, tradition, that your father took you to the game when you were child, and all that sort of claptrap sentimentality. Going back into baseball’s past only leads to segregation and something called white baseball and something else called black baseball, which was meant to be and played under conditions inferior to white baseball. “You can’t sell baseball that way to blacks.” He is right. African Americans do not look at the American past as “the good old days” or “glory days.”

It is this implicit sense that arises from the sentimentality that surrounds baseball of the past, white baseball, which shapes, in some ways, how blacks see baseball today. That explains why African American sportswriters William C. Rhoden of the New York Times (October 2, 2006) and Bryan Burwell of the St. Louis Post-Dispatch (October 3, 2006) wrote very similar pieces about the leak that Roger Clemens and Andy Pettite were named by pitcher Jason Grimsley as using steroids. Burwell writes, “Don’t tell me to take it slow. Don’t tell me to let this thing play out. Don’t tell me how shaky the evidence is. There is a definite standard in the public’s attitude (and the media’s passion) in the selective prosecution of good guys and bad guys in the sports drug war. If circumstantial evidence can turn Bonds into the ultimate anti-hero … then what are we do with The Rocket?” Rhoden writes, “The news media, selectively picking and choosing who to vilify, has been on a Bonds hunt for two seasons. Now it may be confronted with Clemens. If I know my industry, there will now be calls for restraint, for withholding judgments. There will be calls for evenhandedness, for letting it play itself out, following the truth where it leads. Right.”

No African American in his or her right mind ever trusts any whites who love too much the romance of the white past. Who can blame them? After all, there is more to be said about the social and political arrangements of those days than merely, “That’s just the way it was.” And more to say about today than “that’s the way it is.”

* Gerald Early is the Merle Kling Professor of Modern Letters and Director of the Humanities Center at Washington University in St. Louis. He is an award-winning author, has written several essays about baseball and was a consultant for Ken Burns’s documentary Baseball. He also serves on the Board of Governors of the Negro Leagues Baseball Museum.

Opening Day Magic

Nearly 67 years ago, on April 16, 1940, an Opening Day crowd of 31,000 fans at Washington's Griffith Stadium witnessed Boston's Lefty Grove, recently turned 40 years old and in the twilight of a hall of fame career, in a classic pitcher's duel with the Senators' Dutch Leonard. For seven full innings, Grove recaptured the magic that had aleady won him 286 games, setting down every opposing batter without allowing a hit or a walk.  The 31,000 home town fans knew they were watching history.  As true fans, they wanted their home town team to start the season with a win - but no one had ever thrown a no-hitter on Opening Day - let alone a perfect game.   

Meanwhile, 700 miles away, 14,000 fans braved the 40 degree chill at Chicago's Comiskey Park and watched another pitcher's duel between the White Sox's Edgar Smith and the Cleveland Indians' 21-year old ace Bob Feller.  Thanks to a timely triple by catcher Rollie Hemsley, Feller gained a 1-0 advantage in the top of the 4th. 

Back in Washington, the bottom of the eighth started.  Tension built as Grove set down the first batter.  Senator shortstop Cecil Travis stepped to the plate and ended the drama with a single.  The 31,000 fans at Griffith Stadium would not see history; nor would they enjoy a win for the home team, as Grove would hold on and win game #287 1-0 with a two-hitter.   

Although the fans at Griffith Stadium went home disappointed, the chilled 14,000 in Chicago were rewarded.  History may have missed Washington, but it landed in Chicago as Feller held the White Sox without a hit, winning the game 1-0.  It was the first and still the only no-hitter thrown on Opening Day. 

But it almost wasn't.  With two outs in the bottom of the ninth, Chicago's Taffy Wright smashed a hard grounder in the hole.  Cleveland second baseman Ray Mack made a great play and saved Feller's date with history.

 

That's baseball.  That is what makes Opening Day special:  no one knows for sure what magic will happen.  On a cold Tuesday afternoon in 1940, two pitchers win pitchers' duels by the same 1-0 score. One legend fades into the twilight and one continues building his own renown.  Both danced with magic - but only one brought her home.

"An Unpopular Answer to a Popular Question"

As I mentioned in a previous post, an increasingly popular question related to baseball's role in American society concerns the decline in participation by African-Americans in baseball. 

In the Spring 2007 issue of 108, Gerald Early, professor at Washington University in St. Louis and award-winning author, answers a related question he is frequently asked:

"Why are African Americans so under-represented on Major League Baseball teams?"

Whatever opinion one has on Prof. Early's conclusion, his analysis undoubtedly should raise the discussion. Prof. Early's response is markedly different from that made by Cleveland Indian, C.C. Sabathia and fellow 108 columnist Mike Veeck.  Acknowledging that his answer to this popular question is unpopular, Prof. Early writes:

I assume black Americans don't play Major League Baseball so much these days because they don't want to. This answer never satisfies my audience....

Rejecting the explanation offered by social deficit theory, Prof. Early explains:

Black Americans don't play baseball because they don't want to.  They are not attracted to the game.  Baseball has little hold on the black American imagination... The game is not passed on from father to son or father to daughter; lacking that, the game simply will not have much resonance with African Americans.

Noting that baseball sells itself through nostalgia and tradition, Prof. Early notes:

Going back into baseball's past only leads to segregation and something called white baseball and something else called black baseball.... [quoting historian Michael McCambridge] "You can't sell baseball that way to blacks."

These brief sound bites fail to do justice to Prof. Early's argument.  The column deserves to be considered in full.  Still, the brief summary offered here raises the question for baseball executives, marketing directors, and fans alike:  Should the seeming lack of interest held by African Americans toward baseball lead to any active response by baseball organizations at any level?  If so, what?

What do you think?

In time for Opening Day: 108's On Sale!

Opening Day is only a few days away.  The Freeway Series starts tonight.  And I have in my hands - hot off the press - the current issue of 108.  If you are a subscriber, your copy is in the mail and it should be in your mail box soon (I know some of you have already received it because you sent me emails - thanks for the kind words).  If you aren't a subscriber and want to get a copy, click here and find a list of all the current bookstores and other retail outlets that are selling the magazine.  If you're favorite bookstore is not on the list, let us know.  If you still can't find a copy, drop me a line and we'll take care of you.

Play ball!

Rest in Peace Ed Bailey

Saturday afternoon, the AP reported that Ed Bailey, an All-Star catcher with the Cincinnati Reds and San Francisco Giants in the 1950s and early 1960s, died of cancer on Friday, March 23. Bailey was 75 and recently diagnosed with throat cancer.  As the case with many former stars of the Golden Era of Baseball, most modern fans have little recollections of Bailey.  Although one could say that our forgetting heroes from a prior generation is merely a fact of life, reality doesn't make it right.  The passing of the 5-time All-Star should not take place without stopping for a moment to remember Ed Bailey.

Bailey's playing career for the Cincinnati Reds (whose name was officially changed to the Redlegs in those dark and fearful years when McCarthy stalked the halls of Congress - when he wasn't out beating the bushes for a different kind of "Reds") began in 1953 and continued into the early Sixties when he was traded to the Giants.   

His best year at the plate was 1956 when he broke the all-time record for home runs by a Reds' catcher on August 15 when he hit his 21st homer against Chicago.  Bailey went on to hit 28 dingers that year, even as he shared the catching duties with Smokey Burgess.  The record lasted for another 14 years until a Cincinnati backstop with whom modern fans are more familiar - Johnny Bench - slugged 45 in 1970.

Gar (short for Edgar) Bailey's reputation as an outstanding catcher of his generation owed as much to his abilities as a receiver calling a game as to his battingi skills.  Ironically, for someone who enjoyed respect among his peers for knowing the strengths and weaknesses of other hitters in the National League, many in baseball felt that Bailey might take baseball too lightly.  His teammates felt differently.  The native Tennessean entertained his teammates and opponents alike with his "hillbilly-type sayings having to do with fat hogs, etc." - as one former teammate phrased it.  If the picture of Bailey "horsing around" with actress Dagmar in this picture is any indication, Bailey knew how to have fun. 

In We Played the Game (ed. by Danny Peavy), Billy O'Dell, a former pitcher with the San Francisco Giants, felt that the Giants lost something special when the team traded Bailey. "Not only was he a good hitter and receiver, but he also was probably the only really funny guy on the team."

In a game played by too many cardboard corporate cutouts who live separate from teammates, perhaps players should be considered sufficiently successful if they have left memories of solid performances, good humor, and being missed when you were gone. If so, Ed Bailey was a success.

Rest in peace, Mr. Bailey.  You left the game better than it would have been without you.

The Lineup for Spring Issue of 108

As promised in a previous post, I am providing a sneak peek into what you can expect in the Spring issue of 108 (which has been shipped and should be either in your mailbox or in a bookstore near you in the next week or so)

In addition to columns by Tom Lasorda, Fay Vincent, Mike Veeck, John Thorn, Gerald Early, Jay Johnstone, and George Genovese and short fiction by Hank Williams Garfield and Joseph Schuster, the Spring Issue contains the following profiles and articles:

Banner Year (Tony Bunting): A century ago, the Cubs and the White Sox engaged in dual pennant races that turned Chicago upside down.

Wonder Girl (Jean Ardell): From her prowess as a semipro pitcher to her career as a doctor, Alta Weiss exemplified the changing role of women in the early 20th century.

Better Late Than Never (Monte Irvin with Harvey Frommer):  Monte Irvin shares stories of his life in baseball, from facing prejudice to mentoring Willie Mays.

Rocky Trails & Dusty Dreams (Jeff Powers-Beck):  Green's Nebraska Indians battled stereotypes and hardships to become successful barnstormers at the turn of the century.

Attack of the Grasshoppers (Jeff Merron): No one in Hollywood could have scripted a horror flick with this ending to a Texas League game.

October Surprises (Evan Weiner):  Real playoff drama is often behind the scenes and off the playing field.

 

In addition, 108's departments include Beyond the Box Score of the infamous Merkle Game in 1908 (Paul Adomites); Growing Up Babe Ruth's daughter (Woody Woodburn); Whatever Happened to Joe Charboneau (Phil Osterholt); Teammates - the story of Tommie Agee and Cleon Jones (Jeff Merron); 108 Pictorial; and the 108 Interview with Harmon Killebrew.

And much more: photos, cartoons, and humor.

Check it out for yourself at your favorite bookstore.

108 Goes To College

In April, 108 goes on sale at campus bookstores in nearly 700 colleges and universities across the country. To see if your local institution of higher learning will be selling the Spring 2007 issue, hit the links that include your school's state.   If your school is not on the list, ask for it or drop in a comment here, or just send the magazine an email at info@108mag.com.  We'll see what we can do.

Right Man; Wrong Era

Who was the fastest man to ever play professional baseball - non-Herb Washington Division?  If you had answered: "Cool Papa Bell," you would not have been alone.  Yet one baseball expert who witnessed Bell's exploits would have disagreed.  Ernie Carrol in 1974 asserted that only one man could match the great Negro League star for pure speed:  the former Chicago White Sox outfielder Maurice "Flash" Archdeacon.

If you've never heard of Archdeacon, don't be embarrassed - even Chicago baseball fans wouldn't recognize him.  Before coming to Chicago, Archdeacon starred for the Rochester Tribe in the International League - along with Fred Merkle, where he fell percentage points short of winning the 1922 batting title, while scoring more than 160 runs.  A punch hitter, Archdeacon's reputation for speed grew to legendary status.  In 1921, Archdeacon set the record for circling the bases by completing the circuit in 13.4 seconds, even though he slipped to one knee rounding third base. In the fall of 1923, he was sold by Rochester to the Chicago White Sox for a reported $50,000.  The "Man with the $50,000 Legs," however, never became a major league star. His major league career lasted a little more than a year, consisting of slightly less than 400 at bats; nevertheless, "Flash" made the most of his limited appearances, averaging .333, while stealing 13 bases and scoring 84 runs.

After his brief stay in the majors, Archdeacon was released by the White Sox, but continued to play successfully in the high minors.  So what happened to the Chicago Flash?

Archdeacon was an perfect example of the many players in those days before expansion whose abilities placed them on the cusp of the major leagues, but whose shortcomings kept them in the high minors, especially when those shortcomings were combined in a change in baseball strategy.  In the Roaring Twenties, it wasn't just chicks that dug the long ball, fans, managers, and owners saw what was happening with Ruth and Company in New York.  A player like Archdeacon, who could barely reach the outfielders with a fly ball, fit best in an era where speed and contact was at a premium.  But the Dead Ball Era was passing and the fastest man in baseball was lost to memory.

[Photo Courtesty of Transcendental Graphics

An Irish Pioneer in America

In the spirit of St Patrick Day, and in honor of my ancestral home, I wanted to pay tribute to the 40 native Irishman who have played major league baseball.  According to Baseball-Reference.com, the first players from Ireland to play in the majors were Ed Duffy (shortstop for the Chicago White Stockings), Jimmy Hallinan(shortstop for the Ft. Wayne Kekiongas), Fergy Malone (catcher for the Philadelphia Athletics) and Andy Leonard (second baseman for the Washington Olympics).  The quartet began play in May 1871 in the National Association. 

That the four played major league ball is impressive (even if there careers were not particularly noteworth); yet their survival in the rough and tumble world of 19th century baseball was nothing compared to their real life survival.  All four were born or were infants during the time of the Great Famine between 1845 and 1851.

Technically, Leonard was the pathmaker, as his first game was on May 5.  Leonard was born on June 1, 1846.  The potato fields were luxuriant and hopes were high for a plentiful harvest. Two months later, everything had changed.  As one eyewitness observed:

I beheld with sorrow one wide waste of putrifying vegetation.  In many places, the wretched people were seated on the fences of their decaying gardens, wringing their hands, and wailing bitterly [at] the destruction that had left them foodless.  James Donnelly, Jr.  The Great Irish Potato Famine, p. 57.   

In Leonard's birthplace County Cavan - in northern Leinster - the impact of the Famine was severe:

The population of the county [Cavan] fell by nearly 29 per cent between 1841 and 1851. Part of this was due to starvation- and disease-induced mortality. A significant part was also due to emigration to England and America. 

The Great Famine in Cavan

Although the details behind the journey is lost, Leonard is one of the fortunate ones who survived the hunger the disease, and the dangers of the trans-Atlantic journey to become one of the Irish Diaspora.  How did Leonard adjust to urban life in a country that more often than not despised the native Irish?  How did baseball help the social and cultural development? I don't have the answers.  But one thing is clear, Andrew Jackson Leonard learned how to play the national game of his new home.

Raised in Newark, New Jersey, Leonard eventually moved to Cincinnati, Ohio.  In the Queen City, Leonard was hired by Harry Wright to join the Cincinnati Red Stockings and was an important member of the unbeaten 1869 team.

Subsequently, Leonard joined the Olympics of the National Association and played in the first game of the newly formed National League on April 22, 1876.

Leonard may have been the first native-born Irishman to play in the majors, but hundreds of second-generation Irish transformed the game in the 1880s and 1890s.  Today, Baseball Ireland presents the most valuable player in the Irish Baseball League the 'Andy Leonard League MVP Award.'

'Tis a grand day to be Irish!  Erin go bragh.

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