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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?

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