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David Halberstam may be best known for his book about the Vietnam war, The Best and the Brightest, but he was also a sports fan, writing at least two books about basketball, two about baseball, and one that looks to be about a football coach. The two I’ve read recently are about baseball. One, coincidentally, about the season of 1949 (my birth year), is about the pennant race between the Boston Red Sox and New York Yankees, as well as the World series against the Brooklyn Dodgers.

The other is, coincidentally again, about the season of 1964, the first season I closely followed the Major League baseball season, as well as other sports. Both have to do with the evolution of baseball into the modern game. Halberstam went into great detail about different personalities on each team, some of them players, some team officials, and some ordinary workers in stadiums.

One of the central characters of the New York Yankees was George Weiss, the general manager, whom the players loathed because he always had a reason not to pay them as much as they thought they deserved. One reason for holding down expenses was because he was given a certain amount out of which to pay players salaries, and was allowed to keep a percentage of however much of it he didn’t spend. One can imagine what the players thought of that when they heard of it.

Weiss had built the Yankee farm system in the 1930s, following the lead of Branch Rickey, whose innovation had been to buy minor league teams instead of buying players from independent minor league teams. When players were signed they were sent to the minor leagues to learn how to play the major league game and were promoted to teams in that played a higher of standard of ball until they reached the major leagues. As Yankee general manager Weiss still inspected the minor league teams, and always had something negative to say about how they kept the stadiums they played in. It’s also interesting that Weiss felt very threatened when Yogi Berra became one of the first major league players to hire an agent. Others followed his lead, and began to have access to income outside the control of the major league teams.

The farm system had been very good to the Yankees, as it had also been to the St. Louis Cardinals, and later the Brooklyn Dodgers, after Rickey went to run that team. Lefty Gomez, Joe DiMaggio, Phil Rizzuto, and Yogi Berra were all products of the farm system, as well as less prominent players like Tommy Henrich and Charlie Keller. Weiss and Rickey both used the farm system to keep their teams competitive, either trading major league players while they were still productive (and before they could demand higher pay) and bringing up players from the minors to replace them, or trading minor league prospects for major league players still able to help the major league team. There are now very few independent minor league teams, and major league teams didn’t much like one that was active in the 1970s, intervening to keep it from winning a minor league championship.

Tom Yawkey had bought the Boston Red Sox in the 1930s when they weren’t a very good team. A previous owner of the Sox had been more interested in producing Broadway shows than running a baseball team, and had sold off many of the players of the very good team he owned, who had won two recent world championships. Babe Ruth was the most famous of those players, and Boston hadn’t won a World Series since he’d gone to the Yankees. Yawkey had slowly rebuilt the Red Sox, acquiring Ted Williams, Dominick DiMaggio (Joe’s brother, also a center fielder), two very good pitchers, and Bobby Doerr, who was almost as clutch a hitter as Williams.

But World War II prevented the Red Sox from winning any pennants. It also prevented Williams, considered by many to be the greatest hitter in baseball history, from getting 3,000 hits, the career goal of elite hitters. Halberstam recounts how Williams complained to a teammate after he struck out, and the teammate asked him what the pitcher had thrown him. When Williams told him it was a curve, the teammate asked, What do you think he’ll throw you next time? Williams was waiting in his next at-bat, and hit a home run off the curve the pitcher had previously struck him out on. He then began obsessively studying pitchers to know what they were likely to throw in any situation.

Williams had a difficult relationship with Boston fans because they got on him, often encouraged by Boston sportswriters. He had a thin skin, partly because of his family situation. His father was a drinker, and his mother (who was Mexican) was a religious fanatic, going door to door to convert people. He got little guidance from them. Because of their neglect, he pursued baseball obsessively. Not the fielding part, but the hitting part, which fascinated him. He joined the San Diego Padres, the minor league team of the city in which he grew up, and it didn’t take long for him to make the majors.

Joe DiMaggio was also a California boy. His father had come over from Italy and had decided San Francisco was a good place to be a fisherman. He was successful at that, and had many children, three of whom became major league players. Vince DiMaggio was the oldest, and also a center fielder, but he was the least gifted of the three. He hit for some power, but not for a very good average. Dominick hit for a good average, but didn’t have much power, though he was possibly the best fielder of the three. But Joe was the complete player, hitting for great average (he had a 75 game hitting streak in the minor leagues several years before setting the major league record with the Yankees), for great power, fielded center field immaculately, and had a powerful throwing arm. He was on many World Series-winning teams, something Williams wanted desperately to do, but was never able.

Yogi Berra was another product of the Yankee farm system, and was quickly recognized as being a very good player, even though he didn’t LOOK like a Yankee. Yankees were supposed to be tall and handsome, and Berra was neither. But he was a very good hitter, and able to play more than one position. He often played left field, as well as catcher–he wasn’t the best catcher in terms of fielding, but was a clutch hitter.

He was also smarter than he appeared. He got a reputation for saying funny things which was only partially deserved. Writers sometimes made up things they attributed to him, and he usually went along with it, but he also DID sometimes say amusing things. But though he didn’t look athletic (but was), wasn’t handsome, and didn’t seem articulate, he was smart about making money outside of baseball, and later was a successful manager. More of that later.

The Yankees continued to be successful in the 1940s, in spite of World War II when many of the best players were fighting overseas. They won pennants 1941-43, and again in 1947 and 1949. The Red Sox got a lot of players back in 1946 and won the pennant that season. They played a very good St. Louis Cardinals team in the World Series, and lost in the seventh game after Dom DiMaggio got injured and had to leave the game. Enos Slaughter then scored from first base on a single, which he probably couldn’t have done had a healthy DiMaggio been in center field. The two good Red Sox pitchers were less effective in following seasons. The Red Sox tied the Cleveland Indians for the pennant in 1948, but lost a playoff game. In 1949 they wanted to win it all.

Their manager was Joe McCarthy who had been very successful managing the Yankees. He had also been successful with the Cubs, earlier. Whether he was beginning to be in over his head was a question, though. Times were changing, McCarthy was a relatively rigid man, and that eventually hurt his team.

Mel Parnell was a very good young pitcher in 1949. He had had a good rookie year the season before, and was part of a pitching staff that had potential, but that was something of an unknown quantity, which is what pitchers often are. All athletes are subject to injury, but in baseball pitchers are more vulnerable than any other position.

Ellis Kinder was an older pitcher who hadn’t had a lot of success, having been stuck in the minor leagues for a number of years. This was at least partly because he didn’t recognize the team’s right to tell him what to do at night. Nights before he pitched he would be out drinking and chasing women, and that didn’t prevent him from pitching well despite having only a mediocre fastball. The Red Sox had traded for him with the St.Louis Browns, one of the teams in the league who had to sell off their best players to survive. When it wasn’t the Red Sox taking advantage of them it was the Yankees. At this time the Washington Senators and Philadelphia Athletics were also in this position. Kinder had pitched well in the past, but not very consistently. 1949 was going to be different for him.

Joe DiMaggio was reaching the end of his career. He started out the season with severe pain in a heel, for which he had to have an operation. But the operation didn’t help the pain. There was very little he could do to keep in shape, so he mostly stayed in his apartment. He was very uncomfortable with socializing at all, even with his teammates. He had people who would go to movies with him, for instance, or to restaurants, so he didn’t have to be alone, Partly this was because of his stardom. He was by far the most talented Yankee, and considered it his responsibility to play hard because, as he said, somebody in the ballpark might never have seen him play before. He was uncertain about Casey Stengel, his new manager, who didn’t have a great reputation in that role. But mainly, he was waiting, that year, to become healthy enough to play. Luckily, his patience was rewarded. One day he was suddenly pain-free, and was able to begin playing again.

Major League Baseball was a whole different world then from what it is today. There were only eight teams in each league, and baseball was an industry always close to the edge of failure. Even the successful teams rarely drew much as many as a million paying customers, in a year though tickets were a lot cheaper then, and that was virtually the only revenue stream teams had–except selling players. Games were almost universally played during the day, so ordinary people could go after work. George Weiss, the Yankee general manager, didn’t like the idea of the games being broadcast over radio. He thought that was giving away his product. He wasn’t any more enthusiastic about TV, either.

Nor had he realized the way in which black players were going to change the game. He didn’t want black players (neither did the Red Sox). He didn’t want to attract black fans because he thought they would upset the middle-class whites who might have to sit near them. These attitudes weren’t unusual. Owners of major league teams could have made it much easier on the black players they signed by having them play north of the Mason-Dixon line, but many were sent to minor league teams in the South, often by themselves so they had almost nobody to help them get through seasons in which they were constantly abused by white fans. Halberstam comments that the Yankees were used to signing tough kids who were warriors as much as athletes, but that they didn’t realize that the kind of young men they were used to signing were now more often black than white in a country that was suddenly much more affluent than before. The Yankees (and the Red Sox) fell behind in finding and signing the tremendous black talent that became available after Jackie Robinson broke the color barrier. In 1949 the Yankees were just entering an era in which they would dominate even more than before, but because they failed to sign great black athletes, they were going to miss the World Series for a long time after their era was over.

The Yankees had great pitching in 1949. Vic Raschi, Allie Reynolds, and Ed Lopat were all quality starters, and Joe Page was the best relief pitcher in the league in an era when relief pitchers weren’t yet a separate category from starting pitchers. Page had a great fastball, but this was disregarded by Joe McCarthy, the Red Sox manager, who said he wanted pitchers with great fastballs to start for him, not pitch relief. Raschi came from the Yankee farm system. Reynolds and Lopat had both been traded for. All of them were tough-minded, and would be joined by Whitey Ford the following season, one of the all-time great Yankee pitchers.

Casey Stengel was the new manager of the Yankees, and many wondered about him as a choice. He had been managing only second-division teams in the National League and in the minors, but when he took the job over he showed that he had his own ideas. He was one of the first managers to platoon players as a regular thing. Most had a set lineup that they didn’t vary much, but Stengel believed that left-handed batters hit better against right-handed pitchers, and vice versa. Players on his team didn’t appreciate being platooned, but he told them that if he was going to lose his job he would do it by doing what he thought would work best. He liked to court the writers, who would make him seem to be a genius, which he was, to some extent. He didn’t necessarily treat his players very considerately, often making fun of them. He had been born in 1890, had had a fairly undistinguished career as a player (though he had starred in a World Series in the early 1920s), and was thrilled to have Yankee talent at his disposal.

One of the differences between the first half of the 20th century and today was that the sportswriters were almost as much a part of the team as the players. The teams paid for their food, drink, and and their rooms (alcohol was the drug of choice in baseball) when the teams traveled. Thus, sportswriters were (and were expected to be) loyal to the teams, and didn’t reveal all they knew about players and managers. That Joe McCarthy of the Red Sox liked to drink, for instance. Sportswriters at that time believed their jobs were the most desirable, and wanted to keep them. That often meant getting to be friends with players (although some Boston sportswriters went the opposite direction with Ted Williams) who were very often from the rural South and were Protestants, while the sportswriters were usually urban, Irish, and Jewish. Players could be made to feel inferior, which would make it difficult to get them to talk and provide stories for the writers. There would be conflict between the earlier era of sportswriters and the later ones who had a different and more sophisticated point of view.

Travel was much different then, too. It was exclusively by train, and the trains were rarely air conditioned, much less the hotels. St. Louis was the furthest west the major leagues extended, and it was brutally hot and humid in the summer. Players, managers, and writers drank and played cards on the trains, and talked baseball probably almost exclusively. That picture would change radically when the Dodgers and Giants moved to the west coast.

The Yankees, as usual, had great pitching in 1949. They were best known for their home run power, but that was never enough by itself to win games. They also had consistently great pitching and consistently great middle infield play. Somebody said it wasn’t the Big Dago (Joe DiMaggio was subject to ethnic slurs, just like every other player) who was the key to the Yankees of the 1940s, but the Little Dago (Phil Rizzuto). But it was also the starting pitchers: Vic Raschi, Allie Reynolds, Ed Lopat, and Joe Page, the best (or one of the best) relief pitchers in the game. The Red Sox had Bobby Doerr at second base, but Junior Stephens at short. Stephens was a powerful hitter, but not a great fielder. Jerry Coleman was a rookie second baseman for the Yankees in 1949 and was terribly worried about being able to hit enough, but eventually was told that his job was to field. If he hit some too, that would be gravy.

Although DiMaggio wasn’t available to start the season, the Yankees began pretty well. The Red Sox took some time to get going, but became hot in the second half of the year. Then the Yankee pitchers began getting tired in August, the hottest time of the year, by which time they had all thrown a lot of innings. The Red Sox began catching up, and first tied, then went ahead of the Yankees right at the end of the season. The pennant came down to two games at the end.

In the first one the Red Sox scored four runs early, but were then unable to score any more. The Yankees came back and won. In the second, the Yankees got one run early, and Vic Raschi made it hold up. In the eighth inning Ellis Kinder, who had had a great season and was pitching very well, was lifted for a pinch hitter who did nothing. Kinder was furious, and so were other Red Sox. Kinder believed he could pitch better against the Yankees than any bullpen pitchers, but McCarthy believed left-hand hitters would hit right-hand pitchers, so brought in Mel Parnell, who had also had a great season, but had recently been overworked. Parnell gave up four runs. The Red Sox scored three runs in the top of the ninth, but it wasn’t enough. The Yankees won the pennant.

In the first game of the World Series, which was also the first World Series game to be televised, Allie Reynolds pitched for the Yankees against Don Newcomb. Newcomb was the first great black pitcher in the majors, not counting Satchel Paige, who had won several key games for the Cleveland Indians the previous year, but was no longer at his peak. Newcomb thought he’d never been faster, and he held the Yankees scoreless until the bottom of the ninth, though he gave up more hits than Reynolds did. But the leadoff hitter was Tommy Henrich, one of the Yankees’ clutch hitters, and a power-hitter. He hit a home run, and the game was over. The Dodgers won only one game in the Series.

Fifteen years later the environment of the game had evolved. The St. Louis Cardinals had a very good team that hadn’t won a pennant in 18 years. The Yankees had only lost the pennant twice in those fifteen years, but they were coming to the end of their dominance. They still had tremendous talent, though.

Bing Devine, the St. Louis general manager, had been building the team for seven years. He had decided Ken Boyer should play third base as a regular, though he could play any position. He also traded for Curt Flood, who became the premiere center fielder of the National League, and a good hitter, though he didn’t have great power. He traded for Bill White, too. White had come up with the Giants, who had moved from New York to San Francisco in 1957, and had Orlando Cepeda and Willy McCovey coming up as first basemen, White’s position. He asked for a trade, and got traded to St. Louis, which he wasn’t immediately enthusiastic about because St. Louis was essentially a southern city, and very racist.

But National League teams had been much more interested in pursuing black talent than had the American League. The first generation of great black players, Jackie Robinson, Willie Mays, Hank Aaron, and Ernie Banks (naming only the best) had all been signed by National League teams. American League teams had had their chances, but weren’t interested. The National League had become a much deeper league which played a more interesting game than did the American League. In 1964 the Cardinals had four black or Latin players who made significant contributions, and their manager was wise enough to encourage friendships between black and white players and not to treat the black players as second-class citizens.

Devine had traded for Dick Groat, the shortstop for the Pittsburgh Pirates in 1960, when they won the pennant and beat the Yankees in the World Series. He was an older player, but very professional. He didn’t have great range, but knew how to position himself for each batter, and was good at hitting behind runners and moving them up. Solly Hemus, his manager in St. Louis when he first arrived, had a problem with him hitting and running without authorization, but Johnny Keane, who succeeded Hemus, was fine with it.

Keane was also fine with putting Bob Gibson in the starting rotation and letting him figure out how he needed to pitch. Hemus hadn’t liked Gibson (there was some debate whether Hemus was racist or just expected black players to pay the same kind of dues he had), and took him out of games more often than Gibson liked. Gibson was a great all-around athlete, who could hit as well as pitch, but had tremendous pitching talent, which he was just beginning to completely put together. He had won 13, 15, and 18 games in the previous 3 years, but was still having control problems.

Devine and Keane believed they were one player away from having a contending team, so they decided to trade for Lou Brock early in the season. Brock had great talent, but hadn’t shown much of it in three previous years with the Cubs. Devine and Keane made the risky move of trading Ernie Broglio, who had won 18 games for them the previous season, for Brock. They had other pitchers, but none was absolutely dependable. When Brock reported to the Cardinals Keane told him to run whenever he thought it was right. Brock was tremendously fast, but the Cubs had wanted him to steal only when they told him to. Being given the green light was liberating for him. He began hitting and fielding better, too.

White was more secure than many black players, and was kind of father-confessor not only for players on his team, but visiting players too. He wanted to make sure black players didn’t blow the chances they had, so gave advice to them. After his playing career was over he eventually became president of the National League.

The Yankees were still powerful and talented, and nobody in their league could quite imagine beating them. Their pitching was still good, and so was their fielding and hitting. But their farm system had gotten thin because they’d been cutting back on it. They had also missed on many talented black players because they weren’t interested. They could have had Ernie Banks, but weren’t interested enough to pursue him. They did sign Elston Howard, a very good player, but Banks was the better hitter. And they weren’t interested in making life any easier for Howard in the minor leagues, either. Howard’s wife felt he died young because he swallowed so much of his anger at his treatment.

Of course Mickey Mantle was the great star of the team. He had as much talent as anyone who had been in the majors, but had frequent injuries that handicapped him. He also didn’t take care of himself as he could have. He drank a lot after games and didn’t stay in shape between seasons, but he was as fast as anyone in the majors and could hit the ball further than anyone. Casey Stengel wanted to teach him everything he knew about the game, but Mantle had had to live up to his father’s expectations, and didn’t want a second father.

The Yankees had fired Stengel after he lost the 1960 World Series, and replaced him with Ralph Houk. Houk had immediate success in 1961. Mantle and Roger Maris began a chase after Babe Ruth’s record of 60 home runs in a season. Maris was the one who hit 61, but he wasn’t very happy about it.

He was a small-town boy, and didn’t like the big city. What he valued most was his privacy, and he lost that in 1961. He didn’t mind telling writers what kind of pitch he’d hit, but wasn’t willing to speculate about whether he could hit 61, and got tired of being asked the same questions over and over. What was worse was that the fans decided it was okay for Mantle (whom they had often booed in previous years) to break Ruth’s record, but not for Maris. Worse still was the season of 1962 when Maris came nowhere near to hitting 61 again. He had often had injury problems before, and 1961 was an unusual year for him because he had few. After that he got frequently injured again–nothing serious, but injuries that kept him from playing at his best. Despite his successful quest to pass Babe Ruth’s record, and the fact that the Yankees drew more fans than in the previous ten years, the team did nothing for Maris. He thought he deserved a large bonus, but didn’t get one. They could also have protected him from the press by scheduling times for them to talk to him, and prohibiting their bothering him at other times, but didn’t bother doing that either. Maris had never much liked New York, and that made him like it even less.

Jim Bouton had had a great season in 1963, winning 21 games and pitching well in the World Series. He would pitch well again in 1964, but had little margin between being successful and not. His fastball was his best pitch, but he had to put everything into throwing it for it to be effective. That would become a problem.

Al Downing was the first black Yankee pitcher, and the second black player to make the Major League team. The scout who signed him was black and gave him good advice about how to organize his career. He had had a good rookie season, winning 13 and losing five.

Pete Mikkelson was a relief pitcher who had hurt his arm and had had to stop throwing overhand. When he did, his fastball began sinking, and Yogi Berra liked sinker-ballers who could make hitters hit the ball on the ground instead of in the air.

Tony Kubek and Bobby Richardson were the middle infielders on the team, Kubek at short and Richardson at second. Kubek didn’t look like a great shortstop, but made the plays, and was very tough. Richardson was a great fielder and good clutch hitter, coming close to being MVP of the league.

Yogi Berra was the new manager after Ralph Houk became the Yankees general manager. It wasn’t a very comfortable fit. Houk had been a players manager, but couldn’t be that as general manager, since he was the one who had to negotiate their contracts. And Berra had recently been a player, which made it difficult for him to enforce rules. Mantle and Ford pushed limits with him, not because they didn’t like him, but because it was more fun for them. When they got away with things, other players thought they could too.

Neither the Yankees nor the Cardinals were great at the beginning of the season, but neither was too bad. Early in the spring Bing Devine, the Cardinals general manager traded Ernie Broglio, who had won 18 games for the team the season before, to the Chicago Cubs for Lou Brock, an outfielder who hadn’t accomplished much in the previous three seasons. It was a risky trade because the pitching staff wasn’t seen to be totally dependable, and pitchers are more susceptible to injury than every-day players. But Devine and Johnny Keane, the manager, believed the team needed more offense. When Brock reported, Keane told him he was going to play every day and that he should steal bases whenever he thought he could. Brock had wanted to steal bases before, but the Cubs had put restrictions on his running. Now he felt liberated, and his hitting and fielding also improved. He hadn’t been taught how to use sunglasses in the outfield, so had lost lots of balls in the sun.

The Cardinals began playing better after the acquisition of Lou Brock, but it still took time for them to start playing really well. Bob Gibson was unable to pitch consistently well for some time. A pitching coach was brought in, and decided he was kind of “pushing” his slider (a slider is like a curve, but breaks less, and more suddenly–Gibson preferred it to his curve) which made it too easy to hit. Gibson worked at throwing it better, and began pitching much better in August.

The Yankees were enduring injuries. Tony Kubek, who Ralph Houk had made the everyday shortstop when he took over from Stengel, had suffered a cracked vertebra in a touch football game in 1962, and in 1964 it was really bothering him. Kubek wasn’t obviously talented, but made all the plays at short, and was very tough. The Yankees lost something when he couldn’t play, and he was unable to play much in 1964.

Mickey Mantle was injured a lot too. He had a hard time batting left-handed (his father had insisted he become a switch-hitter) because of knee problems.

Jim Bouton had had problems throwing his fastball early in the season. It wasn’t because he was having pain, but because the ball simply wasn’t going very fast. Later he was diagnosed with a condition in which the muscles of his arm got so large that they interfered with his circulation. That was why he lost his fastball for good the next season. James Rodney Richard had a similar condition about 15 years later, and suffered a stroke because of it. But Bouton regained his fastball in 1964 and pitched very well in the second half of the season.

Whitey Ford seemed to be having a good season, but in realty his arm wasn’t what it had been, and he was getting by on guile. He and catcher Elston Howard would cut the baseball to make it break in unexpected ways. His won-lost record was good, but the end of his career was in sight.

The Chicago White Sox and Baltimore Orioles were challenging the Yankees in 1964, but didn’t yet know how to win when they had to, though Baltimore was about to become one of the perennial powers in the American League. One of the things that enabled the Yankees to win the pennant was the acquisition of Pedro Ramos from the Cleveland Indians. Ramos had always had a good fastball, and he became the Yankees primary reliever in the last month of the season. Unfortunately for him, he had been acquired too late to be able to play in the World Series.

The other key move was bringing Mel Stottlemyre up from the minor leagues. Stottlemyre was very mature for his age. He had a sinking fastball, and understood that trying to throw it too hard wouldn’t work. The important thing about the pitch was the break rather than the speed. He won nine games in the second half of the season.

Al Downing was the first black pitcher for the Yankees. The scout who discovered him talked to him about how he needed to develop, and he had a very good rookie year, winning 13 games. He won 13 games in 1964 too, but was less consistent than in the previous season. One of the problems was that Johnny Sain had been replaced as pitching coach on the team by Whitey Ford, who was still an important starter. He didn’t have time for the other pitchers, since he was concerned about his own performance, nor was he as insightful about pitching as Sain. Managers often became impatient with pitchers, and Sain would protect them. Pitchers appreciated that, and generally pitched better when he was around. But he wasn’t in 1964.

Meanwhile, in the National League, the Philadelphia Phillies were having an excellent season, leading the league most of the way. They had very good infielders, with two who could play shortstop, and two who could play second, giving the manager more flexibility than managers usually have. They also had an outfielder, Johnny Callison, who was having a career year, and was a prime candidate for most valuable player, as well as Richie Allen, a third baseman who looked like rookie of the year. Besides them, they had acquired Jim Bunning from the Detroit Tigers, who almost immediately became the ace of the staff. That took pressure off of Chris Short, who became a very good second starter that season. The rest of the pitching staff was very deep. It looked like they might win the pennant easily.

The Cardinals became a very hot team in the second half of the season. Bob Gibson, Ray Sadecki, and Curt Simmons were all pitching very well, as was knuckleballer Barney Schultz, who became the Cardinals main relief pitcher. Lou Brock was hitting well and stealing bases with abandon, and the rest of the team were also playing well. Gibson in particular was becoming the intimidating pitcher he would be for the rest of the decade, one of the elite in either league.

But the Cardinals turnaround came too late to save the job of general manager Bing Devine. August Busch, owner of the team, had been frustrated that the team hadn’t gotten better quicker, and had hired Branch Rickey, who was then in his eighties, but still power-hungry and ambitious. He made it his business to undermine Devine with Busch at every turn, and Devine was finally fired before the end of the season. Johnny Keane, the manager, knew he was also in danger of losing his job.

When Pedro Ramos joined the Yankees they went on a long winning streak, partly because he was saving games, partly because Mel Stottlemyre was winning games, and partly because Roger Maris caught fire, began hitting better than in the past two seasons, and because he also started playing center field, since Mantle was unable to play. Besides being an outstanding hitter, he was also a great defensive player.

In the National League the Phillies wanted to clinch the pennant as quickly as possible. Their two best pitchers had been Jim Bunning and Chris Short, and manager Gene Mauch asked each of them to pitch with two days rest. Unfortunately for the Phillies, that didn’t work. Almost thirty years later Bunning was asked whether he had any misgivings about pitching that way. He said he hadn’t, and that top-level athletes love that sort of challenge. But apparently he and Short were more tired than they knew. The Phillies went on a long losing streak just as the Cardinals were playing better than they had all season. They had to fight off the Reds as well as the Phillies, but managed to clinch the pennant on the last day of the season, using Bob Gibson in relief of Curt Simmons. The Yankees also clinched right at the end of the season, at home against the Cleveland Indians, the team from which Ramos had come. Ramos saved the game and then made a rude gesture at the Cleveland manager, who had told him nobody wanted him.

In the first game of the World Series the Cardinals had to battle not only the Yankee myth, of the team that was always in the Series and usually won, but also the myth of Whitey Ford, who had always been a big game pitcher, and especially in the World Series. But Ford didn’t have much that day. Ray Sadecki wasn’t sharp either, but the Cardinals were able to out-slug the Yankees, and won the first game. And Ford wasn’t able to pitch again. He had great pain in his arm because his circulation was bad, and had to have surgery after the season, though the Yankees didn’t announce that.

The second game was Bob Gibson against Mel Stottlemyre, and Stottlemyre won. Gibson wasn’t completely rested, and Stottlemyre pitched well. The Yankees won the third game too. Curt Simmons pitched very well against Jim Bouton, but Barney Schultz, who had been almost automatic as a reliever in the second half of the season, gave up a home run to Mantle near the end of the game.

In the fourth game Sadecki was shaky again, so Roger Craig came in to pitch. He had pitched the previous two seasons for the New York Mets, and had lost a lot of games despite pitching well. For him it was a treat to pitch for a contending team, and when he came in he had good stuff and good control. But Al Downing had both too–until the sixth inning, when the Cardinals began hitting. They loaded the bases and, with Ken Boyer, one of their power-hitters up, Downing threw him a change of pace that he got in the wrong place. Boyer hit a grand slam home run, and the Series was tied at two games apiece.

In the fifth game Bob Gibson was excellent, holding the Yankees scoreless until the ninth inning, when they tied the score at two. But in the next inning catcher Tim McCarver hit a three run home run to win it. That gave the Cardinals a three games to two lead, but the Yankees tied it up again in the next game, leaving the Series to be decided in a seventh game.

Gibson pitched that game on two days rest, and his stuff wasn’t very good, but the Yankees made a number of bad fielding plays, and gave up six runs in one inning, then another. In the bottom of the sixth inning Mickey Mantle hit a three-run homer, though, which made him the all-time leader in World Series home runs. It was 6-3 then, but the Cardinals scored another run to make it 7-3. Gibson was talking to himself on the mound, telling himself not to give in and give anyone a good pitch to hit. He didn’t like to be relieved at any time, but especially not in the seventh game of the World Series. Many tired pitchers take more time between pitches, but he didn’t want to do that, because he didn’t want the other team to think they could get him, even though his fastball and slider weren’t as good as usual. He got to the ninth inning without giving up any more runs, and manager Johnny Keane told him he was going to pitch the ninth inning because he couldn’t give up four home runs. He did give up two, though, but then got the side out. His arm was hurting a great deal, but he wouldn’t have to pitch again until the next season.

There were unusual happenings after the World Series. August Busch, owner of the Cardinals, planned to offer manager Johnny Keane a two-year contract, but just before the press conference Keane handed him an envelope, and insisted on him reading it. In it, Keane wrote that he was resigning as manager of the Cardinals. Unknown at the time was that the Yankees had offered Keane the manager’s job, and he had accepted. Unfortunately for him, it was the wrong job. Keane was a better manager for young players than veterans, and the Yankees had almost no really good players left. He lasted barely more than one season, and died of heart attack in his early fifties. Managing a baseball team is a stressful job. The Cardinals job was more stressful than it should have been, and the Yankees job was an unfortunate mistake. Bing Devine was named manager of the year in 1964, after having been fired. Busch later said he shouldn’t have fired Devine.

And Yogi Berra was taken by surprise too, because he thought he’d done a pretty good managing job, and he got fired. He managed the Mets in 1973, and took them to the World Series. He also managed the Yankees in the 1980s, but was abruptly fired, and decided not to come back to Yankee Stadium. He made a lot of money from commercials, though, with “Yogiisms”.

Bob Gibson went on to become a Hall of Fame pitcher, probably the best and most intimidating pitcher in the National League after Sandy Koufax and Don Drysdale retired. In 1968 he won 22 games, pitched 13 shutouts, and had the lowest Earned Run Average in about 55 years, since Walter Johnson. In the 1968 World Series he struck out 17 in the first game, to set a record that still stands.

As much as anything the two seasons Halberstam portrays are about the transition from baseball as played and as an industry in the first half of the 20th century to the way it would be played in the second half, and today. Many of the Red Sox and Yankee players from their 1949 teams were successful after their baseball careers were over, in baseball or not. Some became uncomfortable with the attitudes of younger players who arrived with an entitled attitude, unlike the players who had grown up during the Depression. One such player decided that the owners had asked for it, though. They had wanted to control their players lives and pay them as little as possible, often feeling threatened when players could find ways of making money outside of the game. In the 1950s the balance of power was just beginning to shift to the players and away from the owners (who still made good profits if they were smart about how they ran their businesses).

Of course the superstars, Joe DiMaggio and Ted Williams, were secure after they retired. Williams managed the Washington Senators for awhile, but after that spent most of his time fishing in one place or another. DIMaggio appeared in commercials, but otherwise didn’t do other work. But when he was inducted into the Hall of Fame he said in his acceptance speech that the Hall of Fame should also honor the great black players who hadn’t excelled in the major leagues only because they hadn’t been allowed. It wasn’t many years after that some of the Negro League players began to be inducted. Halberstam thinks Williams did this, at least in part, because his mother was Mexican (though this may not have been generally known).

By 1964 power had shifted still more, though the teams had mostly not really confronted it yet. The Cardinals were an exception, and Bing Devine and Johnny Keane deserved a lot of credit for that, though August Busch deserved some too. Players were treated equally regardless of color, and often became close friends across color lines. The Cardinals won two more pennants and one more World Series in the 1960s, and were proud of their achievements.

But when the players wanted to get paid for what they had accomplished, Busch took it personally, and begged them not to be greedy. Curt Flood, by the end of the sixties, had become the best center fielder in the league, and wanted to be paid $100,000. Busch didn’t want to give it to him. Steve Carlton, who had become an outstanding pitcher, quarreled with Busch over a difference of $10,000. Busch decided to trade the two of them, plus catcher Tim McCarver, to the Philadelphia Phillies. Carlton went on to become a Hall of Fame pitcher, and later talked about what a positive influence Bob Gibson had been on his career. McCarver was Carlton’s personal catcher through most of the time that Carlton was winning over 300 games, and then became an excellent TV announcer on the Game of the Week for many years.

Flood, though, refused to report to Philadelphia, and sued Major League baseball over the reserve clause, which prevented players from offering their services to other teams, a right most other workers already had. That was the preface to the way athletes are paid now. It was also the preface to the 1994 season when the players went out on strike and were unable to settle with the owners until the following years. Both sides were surprised to discover that fans didn’t sympathize with either. Flood ultimately lost his case, but the reserve clause’s days were numbered. He had some problems in later life, but eventually righted himself.

Mantle hung in another four years with the Yankees, but later said he wished he had retired after 1964. He was never physically able to have another great season after that. And after he retired he became an alcoholic until, in his sixties, he quit alcohol and was publicly open about his regrets about his behavior. He eventually died of liver cancer.

Whitey Ford only had one more pretty good season, and two more when he was unable to pitch very much. Mel Stottlemyre became one of the best pitchers in Yankees history, but never pitched in the playoffs again. Jim Bouton lost his fastball because his blood circulation got compressed. He learned to throw the knuckleball and continued to pitch for sometime. He also wrote the famous Ball Four as a diary of the 1969 season, and became well-known for that. Al Downing never became the pitcher the Yankees had hoped, and was traded. He did win twenty games for the Dodgers one season, but didn’t have a distinguished career.

Tony Kubek retired soon after 1964, and became an announcer on TV games. According to Halberstam, he often upset Yankees owner George Steinbrenner with his calls. Clete Boyer, Tom Tresh, and Bobby Richardson didn’t play much longer either, all becoming college baseball coaches.

Bill White, Cardinals first baseman eventually became president of the National League, and retained his friendship with Harry Walker, who had been his hitting coach, despite Walker’s southern upbringing. Lou Brock also went to the Hall of Fame after breaking Ty Cobb’s single season and career records for stolen bases–until Rickey Henderson broke his.

How Major League baseball is run has changed tremendously since the 1960s, strongly influenced by television and by the baseball players union. Players used to get jobs in the off-season in order to support their families. Now, when even the most marginal players are paid hundreds of thousands a season, that isn’t necessary. But ordinary fans are now shut out of the ballparks because it will usually cost a hundred dollars or more to visit. The game now caters to the elites, and the kind of relationship fans had to the Brooklyn Dodgers players are a thing of the long past.

How the game is played has changed a lot too. Until about the 1970s hitters were concerned to keep their strikeouts minimal. Then they began swinging for the fences every time up, which meant many more strikeouts. Joe DiMaggio is an example of the difference between hitters from the early 20th century and modern hitters: he hit 361 home runs and struck out 369 times in his CAREER. For some hitters that’s just two seasons.

Modern pitching has changed even more. Pitchers used to be judged on complete games (before relief pitching became a specialty on every team). Now pitchers rarely complete games. Six innings is often the most they pitch, unless they’re far ahead. In part, this is to save the pitchers arms, since they’re more vulnerable to that kind of injury than other players. But it seems a shame to routinely have a bullpen pitcher finish a game instead of letting a starter finish if he can.

The game is unlikely to change back anytime soon, and another reason is that there are other sports competing with baseball. In the first half of the 20th century the NFL wasn’t watched by very many people. TV changed that, just as it did for baseball, and NFL players are now paid much more, too. The NBA wasn’t even founded until 1946, and it took more than two decades to really get off the ground, and become the mammoth sport it is now. And there are other sports like hockey, soccer, wrestling, golf, and racing that people follow. It’s possible to be nostalgic for baseball as it was played in the 1920s, 30s, and 40s, but it’s not coming back. Those times, and the personalities who played the games, managed, and coached the teams, and covered them in the papers were fascinating, though, not least because much of what happened didn’t happen on the field.

World Series 2019

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We had a really odd World Series this year. First, while Houston won 107 games in the regular season, Washington only won 93, the same record as my Cleveland Indians, who couldn’t even make the playoffs.

And Houston was a National League team for most of its history until it was changed to the American League a few years ago. Washington was an American League team the whole 20th century until not one, but two teams relocated to more radiant pastures. This Washington team began as the Montreal Expos until they were moved about 14 years ago.

On top of all that, was another rarity: each team won only in the other team’s park. Besides that, Washington made the World Series in any version without their arguably biggest star, Bryce Harper, who left the team as a free agent last year. Nobody expected them to do anything.

Houston especially didn’t expect them to hit their two best pitchers, but they did–and DIDN’T hit their non-star pitchers. Houston’s biggest star pitcher was Gerrit Cole, whose season record was 20 wins, 5 losses in the regular season, and who hadn’t lost since May before starting the first game of the Series. But Juan Soto, who wasn’t even 21 yet, is a great hitter, especially of high fastballs.

The rest of the team hit Cole too, and gave him his first loss after 19 straight wins. Max Scherzer struggled through five innings, but didn’t give up any more runs.

The second game was started by Justin Verlander, who won 21 games during the season, opposed by Stephen Strassburg, who had had his best season with 18 wins. And Washington overpowered Houston, winning by 9 runs.

The scene then shifted to Washington, and the Nationals stopped hitting, shut down mostly by Houston’s second-line pitching. At that point, I pretty much gave up on them. How could they possibly beat Houston again, who not only had great pitching, but great hitting and fielding? And if they couldn’t win at home, how could they win in Houston again?

I couldn’t tell, as the last two games weren’t on any channel I could get. So I was amazed and delighted when I found Strassburg had won the sixth game, and Washington began hitting again. They didn’t hit much against Cole, but managed to knock him out and hit the relief pitchers.

Scherzer had had to miss an earlier start, but managed to make the last start of the year. He struggled again through five innings, but Washington continued to hit, their relievers continued to pitch well, and they took the game and series. It was only the second time a Washington team had won a World Series, and the first time in 95 years.

That team had the great Walter Johnson, near the tail end of his career on it, and he had been the hero of the final game after having lost two previous games in the series. And this was in the Babe Ruth era, just to make the win even more impressive.

The Washington Senators (first in war, first in peace, and last in the American League) made the World Series twice more (the last time in 1933), but couldn’t win one. Then, in 1959, the Senators moved to Minneapolis and became the Minnesota Twins.

Not only that, but after Major League Baseball replaced the team, it was moved AGAIN, this time to Texas, to become the Texas Rangers.

Will Washington be able to repeat, or at least compete? They do seem to have a lot of talent, but that doesn’t guarantee anything. Houston has a lot of talent too, and that didn’t translate to a World Series win–this year. The New York Yankees have a lot too, but couldn’t get past Houston. The LA Dodgers were in the past two World Series, but couldn’t win either one, and couldn’t get there again this year.

In fact, baseball has a tradition of talented teams being humbled. Probably the most impressive was when the Chicago Cubs, who had won 116 games out of 154 in 1906. They had to play the Chicago White Sox, whose nickname was the Hitless Wonders. But they hit in the World Series, and against arguably the best pitching staff in the Major Leagues.

That was in 1906, so not many people remember it. More recent was the 1960 World Series, in which the Pittsburgh Pirates beat the almost certainly superior New York Yankees, who were in the midst of a streak of winning 15 pennants in 17 years, and 13 World Series wins.

And baseball is essentially a humbling game. A hitter can fail 70% of the time and be a great player. That percentage guarantees failure in almost any other sport and, on the other hand, players who have been unimpressive in the regular season often manage to play well in the post-season.

Such a team was the Oakland Athletics of the 1970s who had an excellent pitching staff and played great defense, but most of whose hitters couldn’t be considered great (Reggie Jackson was an exception). But in the playoffs and World Series the team not only made great defensive plays, but got unexpected decisive hits. They won three World Series in a row before a number of their best players became free agents and went elsewhere.

I am currently rereading Jim Brosnan’s The Long Season, about his experiences as a major league pitcher during the 1959 season. It’s different because it was written by the pitcher himself, without any ghostwriting help, and the pitcher wasn’t a star. You’ll find few baseball books that AREN’T about stars.

The time period isn’t quite archaic baseball. By 1959 the Boston Braves had moved to Milwaukee (and would later move to Atlanta), the Philadelphia Athletics had moved to Kansas City (and would later move to Oakland), the Saint Louis Browns had moved to Baltimore and become the Baltimore Orioles 2.0, and the Brooklyn Dodgers and New York Giants had moved to Los Angeles and San Francisco respectively.

It was still and era in which major league players had to take off-season jobs to survive, and Brosnan worked in an advertising agency, which must have been unusual. And he’s a creature of his time in enjoying drinking and chewing tobacco (the latter only at the ballpark, apparently). He also likes jazz, and tries to make the most of his trips to other cities. He’s married, with children, and his inlaws live in Virginia and South Carolina before desegregation, which REALLY makes the period seem remote.

His point of view makes the baseball player’s life seem enjoyable, but precarious. He pitches well in the preseason, but gets off to a bad start in the regular season, and is traded. The rest of his season goes better, so he’s more fortunate than some, who can no longer hang on to a major league paycheck, or will never be able to play in the majors except for brief periods.

His desire to pitch well falls somewhat short of desperate. He’s trying, but he’s also professional, which means he doesn’t allow himself to get either too high or too low too often. When he calls the season long, that’s exactly what he means: getting too worked up about one’s performance is counterproductive. For six months there will always be a next day to prove one’s self, so failures must be forgotten, lest they snowball from being allowed to affect one too deeply.

I first read the book in probably the first year that I began following major league baseball and bigtime sports generally. I liked his second book, Pennant Race, better because that was his insider’s view of the Cincinnati Reds pennant winning year, 1961. Unfortunately for them, they ran into the New York Yankees, who that year had Whitey Ford win 25 games, Roger Maris hit 61 home runs, Mickey Mantle hit 54, and a cast of thousands of less known but still very talented players. The Reds never had a chance.

Luckily for those of us who like to root for underdogs, the Washington Nationals this year DID have a chance. And made the most of it.

My Favorite Football Game

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I became a New England Patriots fan about forty years ago when Steve Grogan began playing quarterback for them. They had some other good players too, but it took them a long time to get anywhere in the playoffs. Still, when I moved to New England myself, that kind of reinforced my being a fan.

It was 1985 when they made their first Super Bowl, and that was against the Chicago Bears team with the tremendous defense. New England got stomped. Their next time to the Superbowl was in the late 1990s. They didn’t get slaughtered that time, but still lost pretty badly.

Two things changed all that: the arrival of Bill Belichick and the arrival of Tom Brady. Belichick became one of the most successful coaches in the NFL. Brady became arguably the best quarterback in the game today, and one of the best all-time. I understand why a lot of people don’t like the team: they win an awful lot. But they didn’t used to, and I rooted for them before they became this good. That said, this year’s Super Bowl was possibly the best football game I’ve ever watched.

The Atlanta Falcons were a very good team this year, both offensively and defensively. They pretty much started the game hitting on all cylinders.

The game was scoreless when I began watching, but didn’t stay that way long. Brady was intercepted, and the Falcons quickly scored a touchdown. It didn’t take long for them to score a second one too. Meanwhile, their defense was putting pressure on Brady and covering the receivers well. Brady threw another interception, which was run all the way back for a touchdown. At that point I thought I’d never seen the Patriots play so badly in a big game, and began thinking about congratulating friends rooting for the Falcons. A field goal late in the first half didn’t seem to make much difference.

This was accentuated early in the second half when the Falcons scored another touchdown. At 28-3, a Patriot’s win seemed impossible. An article I read the next day said at that point the chance of their winning was less than 1 %. But at that point things began to change.

The Patriot’s defense began to be more effective, holding the Falcons scoreless the rest of the way. Julio Jones made a pretty amazing catch on the sideline, but the Falcons couldn’t take advantage.

As the Patriot’s defense became more effective, Atlanta’s defense became less. As Atlanta’s offense spent less time on the field, the defense became tired and less able to put pressure on Brady. In Denver’s win against the Patriots last year their ability to put pressure on Brady consistently all game was a key element. Atlanta began well, but couldn’t keep the pressure on. When Tom Brady isn’t being pressured he picks defenses apart.

The Patriots scored a touchdown in the third quarter, but missed the extra point. They then scored a field goal, which made the score 28-12. A win still seemed impossible.

But when the Patriots scored a touchdown and made a two-point conversion to cut the lead to 28-20, the momentum had definitely changed. I think it was on the next drive that Julian Edelman made possibly the greatest catch I’ve ever seen. Brady passed to him when he was surrounded by three defensive players. The pass bounced off his hands, but he was able to turn, grab it in the air, and keep it from hitting the ground as he fell. The Patriots scored again, made the two-point conversion again, and were tied. They couldn’t score again before the end of the game, so it became the first Super Bowl game to go to overtime.

But not for long. By this time it seemed pretty inevitable. The Patriots got the ball again and scored the winning touchdown. After a difficult start Brady completed some 43 passes for 466 yards. After falling so far behind, it would have been easy for him and the team to give up, but they never did.

Arguably, this was their most challenging Super Bowl. Every one they’ve been in since Belichick and Brady arrived has been close and competitive. But they never fell as far behind as in this one. This was their seventh appearance in the fifteen years Brady has been quarterback, and they’ve lost two of those seven, both very close games to the New York Giants. That means they’ve won five, a record for one quarterback.

Bart Starr and the Green Bay Packers won the first two Super Bowls, which were part of five NFL championships, mostly before the Super Bowl began. The Packers lost only one championship under Starr, so they were arguably a better team than the Patriots. It’s an interesting discussion, though, since they were also arguably much more talented, probably equivalent to an all-star team at every position. There have been other teams comparably talented, but no others as successful.

The Patriots have been unique because they HAVEN’T had great talent at every position. They had Corey Dillon for a couple of years and have LeGarrett Blount now. Those have probably been their best running backs.

They had Randy Moss for one season ten years ago when they went undefeated in the regular season, but lost the Super Bowl. Julian Edelman is a fine one now, as is Rob Gronkowski (who was injured and couldn’t play in the Super Bowl). Otherwise, they were good but not great.

Their defense was pretty good all season. One way of measuring that is that they won three of the four games Brady didn’t play in, using two quarterbacks with relatively little experience. The two played well, but so did the defense. That’s why it was surprising they gave up twenty-one points in the Super Bowl. I have to give Atlanta a lot of credit there, but they weren’t able to keep the pressure on, which is at least partly a tribute to New England. Bill Belichick is a master of making adjustments, and he made them throughout this game.

It almost seemed inevitable when New England scored early in overtime to win the game. The momentum had completely shifted, and Atlanta’s defense, good as they were all season, just couldn’t stop the Patriots offense.

This sixteen year run has been pretty amazing, though not as amazing, perhaps, as the Packers run during the 1960s. One difference has been the Patriots sustaining excellence over a longer period of time. After the 1967 Super Bowl many of the Packers veterans retired (at the same time Vince Lombardi left to coach the Washington Redskins), and they weren’t very good again until the 1990s. In the case of the Patriots, the continuity is been mainly Belichick and Brady. Others have come and gone, but they’ve stayed at the top of the AFC East, and usually at or near the top of the NFL.

To say that no one saw that coming is an understatement. Hardly anyone knew anything about Brady when he was drafted. Belichick had been head coach in Cleveland, with little to show for it. He was named head coach of the New York Jets, succeeding Bill Parcells, but changed his mind after one day, and took the Patriots job. He had one losing season, then went to the Super Bowl the next year, which was when Brady became the starting quarterback. They followed that up with two more Super Bowls in the next three years, winning each one of them. They’ve been near or at the top just about every season since.

It’s not that I want New England to win every year. I grew up loving pro sports teams from Cleveland, Ohio, and would love to see the Browns get somewhere in the NFL. I was thrilled last year when the Cavaliers won the NBA title and the Indians went to the World Series.

But Brady can’t play forever, and Belichick can’t coach forever. I expect New England will fall back to mediocrity eventually, as every team does. But I’ve enjoyed this run, and especially this last game.

Basketball on Christmas

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I don’t know that much about basketball coaching, and I never became a very good player, but I do enjoy watching a good game. I got to see most of two of them on Christmas day.

The first was the Knicks against the Celtics. The Celtics seem to be pretty good, and the Knicks seem to be a lot better than they have been, but not exactly elite yet. Boston beat them, which was what I preferred, and probably has a better shot of getting to the playoffs, but that wasn’t the best game.

The best game was Cleveland against Golden State. Two recent champions going at it, and both looking extremely good. Good offense, good defense on both sides. I didn’t get to watch the whole game, as dinner intervened, but certainly enjoyed what I got to see.

For one thing, I had never seen Kevin Durant play, though I’d certainly heard of him the last few years. He looked like a good scorer, rebounder, and passer, and I look forward to seeing him play more often. LeBron James still looks fine too (aside from the occasional errant pass), and so does Kyrie Irving, who made the winning shot at the end, so that both teams I rooted for won.

I watched the first half, but then had to eat dinner, and didn’t get back until the final minutes of the game. The announcers said that Cleveland had fallen behind by fourteen points and come back. They were just behind when I turned the set on, and I got to see Kyrie Irving drive from backcourt to forecourt in the final seconds and put up the winning jump shot without any problem.

The game itself isn’t very significant in terms of the whole season, but it’s Cleveland against one of the best teams in the league, whom they might have to face again. They could easily have lost this one, but now know how to win. In the first half they missed a lot of jumpers, but never let that bother them, and just kept running their offense. They have two stars and they have role players who know what they’re doing. There wasn’t any lack of effort, and there wasn’t any confusion.

I’ll be interested to see some of the other elite teams, like San Antonio without Tim Duncan and Oklahoma City without Durant. Golden State acquiring him may insure another championship for them, but I don’t think it will be automatic. Cleveland showed they can compete in that game. There may be some other teams who can too.

World Series 2016

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It must have been at least by August I realized the Cleveland Indians had a pretty good team. Nothing was certain at that point, and they had only one starting pitcher with a very good record (one of the ways I judge), but they were leading their division. In September they went on a winning streak which locked up a place in the playoffs, but at that point they’d also lost two of their starting pitchers, so along with most commentators, I didn’t expect they’d be able to get far in the post-season.

I missed their first series, with Boston, which they swept. I began watching their second series, with Toronto, in which they lost only one game. Then came the World Series, and I was really fixated on what was happening.

Especially Corey Kluber, Cleveland’s best starting pitcher. He wasn’t being perfect in the post-season, but very nearly so. His stuff and control were dazzling the Cubs, freezing them at the plate and causing them to miss when they did swing. Kluber showed no emotion on the mound, he only pitched, and shut the Cubs down.

The problem was that the other two Cleveland starters didn’t have quite his stature. Trevor Bauer started the second game of the Series, ran into trouble, and had to be relieved pretty early. The Indians only lost 2-1, though. In the third game Josh Timlin started and pitched well for five innings, getting the win. What counter-balanced the weakness of the starting pitching was the bullpen. Andrew Miller was coming in and shutting everyone down in the middle innings the way Mariano Rivera did in the 1996 World Series to get the game to the closer, John Wetteland for the Yankees, now Cody Allen for the Indians.

Over the first four games everything went almost perfectly for the Indians. They weren’t scoring a lot of runs, but enough (with the exception of game 2). Timlin pitched well in the third game, Kluber only gave up one run the fourth, and the Indians were in a great position. With a little luck they could wrap up the Series in Chicago.

They didn’t get that luck. Bauer started the fifth game, and pitched well until the fourth, when he gave up three runs, giving up more well-hit balls than I’d seen together in the rest of the Series. But that was it. They weren’t able to put hits together again, and the Indians came up only one run short. Chicago had to pitch Aroldis Chapman  for more than two innings to save the game (only his first appearance in the Series, which shows how dominating Cleveland had been until then). I thought they’d be okay when they got to Cleveland again.

The Cubs were loaded with talent this year, having been built to win a World Series for the past several years by Theo Epstein, the general manager who had contributed to the Boston Red Sox finally winning a World Series after 86 years. They had more good hitters and a deeper pitching staff. They must have been shocked that the Indians played (and especially pitched) so much better than they did. But in the fifth game they began to adjust to the challenge.

Their pitching hadn’t been bad, just not quite as good as that of the Indians. Now they started to hit the ball well too. Bauer started well until the third, when he gave up three runs. In the next inning Cleveland pitching gave up a grand slam, and the game was effectively over.

Kluber started the seventh game, but wasn’t as untouchable as he’d been his previous two starts. It was his second start on short rest, his thirds start within nine days. He was probably tired, and the Cubs were getting familiar with him. He gave up a lead-off home run, and four runs in less than five innings. Relievers gave up two more runs, and the Indians trailed by three.

Jon Lester, the starting pitcher who had won 19 games in the regular season to lead the Cubs staff, entered the game in the fifth, and gave up two runs with the help of errors and a wild pitch. The Indians were behind, but still in the game.

Aroldis Chapman, the relief pitcher acquired from the Yankees, routinely throws at better than 100  miles an hour, then gave up three runs after relieving Lester, the two tying runs on a home run. He had pitched more than he was used to, as Cubs manager Joe Madden tried to nail the win down.

Andrew Miller, who had been untouchable in the first few games of the Series, pitched again in the middle of the game for Cleveland, and was touchable this time, like Kluber. Cody Allen, the Indians closer came in early this time, and struggled too. It somehow wasn’t surprising when the Cubs scored two runs in the top of the ninth. The Indians got one back in the last of the inning, but it wasn’t enough.

Only Indians fans could be disappointed with this Series, with their team not being quite good enough. Aside from that, it was as competitive a Series as anyone could want. Indians fans had to be thrilled with how great their team could be in stifling the Cubs in the first five games, and disappointed only that they couldn’t sustain that greatness in the last two games.

Cubs fans must have been terrified they were going to lose again, and thrilled that they didn’t, and that the Indians couldn’t quite come back all the way.

One of the fascinating things about the Series was that these were the two teams (excluding expansion teams who have never won a World Series) who had gone longest without a Series win. Long streaks of that sort have been broken early in this century: the Red Sox after a streak of 86 years, the White Sox after a streak of 88, and finally the Cubs after 108. What took them so long? One sportswriter suggested that the Red Sox hadn’t won because of lack of pitching. Very likely that’s a good explanation for the rest too: offense is important, but pitching and defense are the foundations that win championships. Both teams this year had both (though both made defensive mistakes in the Series), and for Cleveland in particular offense was secondary.

Indians fans were disappointed, of course, but they had one consolation: the Cleveland Cavaliers had broken the city’s losing streak for professional sports championships earlier this year, so the Indians getting this close was gravy. With a little luck, they may get even closer next year.

Pitching

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I watched Corey Kluber pitch for the Cleveland Indians in the World Series and thought, what an odd game baseball is, and what odd skills are necessary to it. Hitting a round ball with a round bat is difficult enough (and hardly a skill useful in other contexts); pitching, arguably, is even more difficult.

Kluber showed the equanimity that is one of a pitcher’s greatest aids. He didn’t throw all strikes by any means, but was usually able to make a great pitch when he needed to, most often a cutter on the left side of the plate that broke back over, sometimes a curve, also to the left side. Between pitches he looked absolutely unemotional. He didn’t give up a run.

The first thing a pitcher needs is to enjoy throwing. I did, when in my teens, often throwing gravel because I could do that alone. Eventually I graduated to baseballs and actual pitching in high school. I couldn’t take it very far after that, but remain fascinated with pitchers records and the process of pitching decades later. My pitching never achieved any level of sophistication: I had three pitches I tried (often unsuccessfully) to throw over the plate. I wish I still could pursue it, and try to actually apply the strategies I’ve gotten some idea of since high school.

Pitching is possibly even more difficult than hitting because the ball is lively enough that a mistake could lose a game. Until about 1921 that wasn’t the case. With the sudden stardom of Babe Ruth and the scandal about the 1919 World Series the spitball was outlawed and the ball made livelier. Suddenly there were many more home runs. Suddenly pitchers became more anxious and won fewer games. After 1920 there were only three more thirty game winners.  Bill Veeck, in his autobiography, told about Grover Alexander, one of the greats, who always put a man or two on base before really starting to pitch. Nobody does that on purpose anymore.

An announcer told us Kluber had begun with a four-seam fastball which a pitcher throws at the top of the strike zone–something that works well for a pitcher able to throw the ball past a hitter. It’s always popular to apply brute force, but it doesn’t always work very well. For pitchers who aren’t overpowering the two-seam fastball works better: depending on what it does, it’s called a cutter or sinker. Kluber was using the pitch as a cutter. It broke as much over as down, at the last moment, and befuddled both left- and right-handed batters. When a someone has that much movement on pitches and can be that precise, he’s cruising. That’s what pitchers desire, but often can’t achieve. Sometimes it’s nothing but struggle. Kluber is a past Cy Young award winner, and has been pitching like it in the post-season this year.

Pitchers have to make sure their pitches move and that they’re locating them where they want to. When their pitches don’t move they’re unlikely to fool hitters, and when they can’t locate they walk people and give up hits. Neither is attractive.

Pitchers began learning how to make pitches move quite early, even before the founding of the National League in 1876. Candy Cummings has been credited with first throwing the curve, and that may well have been before the National League. The spitball was well established by the beginning of the twentieth century, though it was outlawed later (which didn’t stop some pitchers from using it), and other pitches were invented as time went on.

An important pitch for Christy Matthewson was the fadeaway, later to be called the screwball. That pitch breaks like a curve, but the opposite direction from usual (which makes me wonder if his pitch, and some thrown by others, may not have been thrown in the same way as Kluber’s cutter). A curve thrown by a right-hander breaks to the left, and the opposite by a left-hander. Thus, a screwball breaks to the right from a right-hander, and left from a left-hander. Carl Hubbell, Warren Spahn, and Fernando Valenzuela were outstanding pitchers who used this pitch a lot.

The slider is a variant of the curve, but tends to look like a fastball and to break more suddenly, and usually smaller. Very useful if one can put it in the right places.

The knuckleball, which is thrown with the fingertips instead of the knuckles, goes entirely against what pitchers are most tempted to do: throw the ball as hard as they can. The knuckleball works because the thrower removes spin instead of imparting it. It’s even more important to make sure one is throwing the knuckler correctly because it works better when thrown slowly, which makes it very easy to hit when it doesn’t knuckle.

With all those potential tools, pitchers still have a difficult job. A game can change with one swing of the bat, so pitching requires a lot of concentration. A pitcher like Kluber probably enters something resembling a meditative state, but can’t stay there forever. That’s why bullpens and rests between starts are necessary.

And even the greatest pitchers get bombed sometimes. It happened to Sandy Koufax when he was winning twenty-six and twenty-seven games in his last two seasons. His team several times took him off the hook by coming back to tie or win. Seasons like the one Bob Gibson had in 1967, when he won twenty-two games (thirteen as shutouts),  are rare because home runs are easily hit, it’s easy for a pitcher to lose the movement on the pitches he throws, or the control to throw them where he wants. Such seasons can still happen, but few pitchers can achieve them often.

But winning championships requires good pitching in combination with hitting and fielding, but maybe pitching above all. As I write this, the World Series is tied at three, and the Cubs have the momentum, after being down three to one. One thing can keep them from winning, and that’s great pitching. We’ll see if Corey Kluber can do it again.

 

NBA Championship

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Please forgive me while I gloat a little while. Last season the Cleveland Cavaliers and Golden State Warriors met to decide the NBA title. The Warriors eventually prevailed, but I said at the time I thought they were lucky. Kevin Love, one of the Cavaliers’ better players had been hurt in a previous series and couldn’t play. Kyrie Irving, their other star, was hurt in the first game against the Warriors, and was unable to retur Cleveland played well enough to win the first game of the series (but didn’t), then won the next two. At that point though, the Warriors’ superior depth began wearing the Cavaliers down, and they won the final three games pretty easily. But this season was different.
Yes, the Warriors set a record by winning 73 out of 82 regular season games, mostly with the greatest of ease, but the playoffs were different. Before meeting Cleveland the Oklahoma City Thunder gave them a lot of trouble, jumping out to a 3-1 lead. Golden State came back and won, but they were probably tired entering the Cleveland series. It didn’t show though in the first four games, of which the Warriors won three. I began watching with the fifth game, which is where the series began turning around.
It’s not unusual for teammates to score twenty or more points apiece. Thirty apiece is less common, but by no means unheard of. But forty points apiece IS virtually unheard of. That’s what James and Irving did to Golden State in the fifth game, which was at Golden State. One observer said he thought that Golden State expected to win that game easily, and weren’t able to adjust when they didn’t.
In the sixth game Irving played well, but not as well as the previous game. James was the transcendent star of the game, scoring some time during the second half eighteen straight points when no one else was scoring for Cleveland. Apparently no one could stop him. He also rebounded, fed teammates for baskets, and blocked shots. The block he made in the seventh game may have been more dramatic because the score was tied at 89 and the game was almost over, but I doubt it was any more skillful than several blocks in game six.
I watched the first half of game seven, then had to go to work, so didn’t get to see much of the second half. It wasn’t like previous games, in which the Cavaliers got off to a big lead and won. The game apparently was close just about all the way to the end. Kyrie Irving hit a three to give Cleveland the lead, and that was when LeBron made the block so many people are talking about to preserve the lead. James ended by leading both teams in scoring, rebounds, assists, blocks, and maybe steals. Not many players have dominated the way he did in this series.
He had led Cleveland to the finals once before, but they simply didn’t have the talent then to compete. He then decided to go to Miami, a decision I didn’t care for, but could understand. He knew what kind of level he was playing on, and wanted to win championships. He won two out of four times there, and evidently learned what it takes for a team to win on the NBA level, seeing both what succeeded and what failed. His return to Cleveland took me by surprise, though.
Some commentators pointed out that his return gave him a lot of power, which is unusual for any athlete, even a professional, to have. That was true, but I think he actually wanted to bring a championship to Cleveland, since he had grown up in that part of Ohio. When he got there Irving was already there (and was probably one of the reasons that persuaded James to return), but there wasn’t a great deal of other talent. More was obtained his first year back, as Cleveland traded its first round pick to get Kevin Love, and management went out and got several role players who contributed. The first season they ran into bad luck, but this year they succeeded.
I remember the last time a Cleveland sports team won a championship. It was in 1964 and I was fifteen. There have been several agonizing near misses since then. At least once the Browns almost won a playoff game, but John Elway took the Denver Bronchoes on a long drive to win. The Cavaliers came close to beating the Chicago Bulls, but Michael Jordan kept that from happening with a basket as time ran out. And the Cleveland Indians went to the World Series twice and lost twice, the second time in extra innings. Their drought wasn’t as long as the Boston Red Sox before 2004 or that of the Chicago Cubs. The difference is that NO Cleveland team won for 52 years. In Boston the Celtics, Bruins, and Patriots all won. In Chicago the Bears, Blackhawks, Bulls, and White Sox all won. The current edition of the Cleveland Browns has never won (the previous team went to Baltimore and became the Ravens), the Indians haven’t won since 1948, and the Cavaliers had never won before this season. Up until the 1960s Cleveland was a pretty important city, but it has become less important since the steel mills left. So having a championship team is a nice thing for the city. It may not contribute anything of economic substance, but it definitely makes Clevelanders (including those of us who are transplants) feel better.
Will the Cavaliers or any other Cleveland team win another championship any time soon? Probably not immediately, but it’s not impossible. The Indians are currently leading their division, but that doesn’t mean they’re a real contender yet. The Browns seem to be lost, so I wouldn’t expect much from them. But while it’s unusual for any team to repeat, I wouldn’t necessarily count the Cavaliers out of the running the next few years. LeBron James is still at his magesterial best, and probably will be for a few more years. He may decide not to stay with the Cavaliers, but I hope he decides that Cleveland is home. He’s now won three championships (although in seven tries), and I’m sure would like to win at least one or two more. Cleveland may not be his best bet for doing that, but it’s not impossible that they’ll stay good for several more seasons. At least I hope so.

OJ Simpson

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I watched the first segment of the OJ Simpson documentary Saturday night and found much to think about. I won’t be able to watch the next episode, and quite possibly none of the others, so I will make do with what the first segment foreshadowed and what I remember about him and what eventually happened.
The background of his rise to prominence was the Watts riots just before his arrival at USC and the radicalization of famous black athletes which intimidated many whites. The basis of his fame was athletic ability, but what made it possible was the unthreatening persona he constructed. I always thought he was a nice guy, which was probably true to some extent, but it never occurred to me to look more deeply. I doubt I could have foreseen what happened, though.
The documentary points out that he was the first black athlete to make widely effective commercials, which appealed to white consumers as well as black ones. He had been in a protected place at Southern Cal, with no necessity to speak about the situation of black people, though he’d certainly experienced it growing up in San Francisco. Some black athletes, like Jim Brown, John Carlos, and Bill Russell, felt it necessary to speak out for the benefit of the black community. Simpson didn’t. His ambitions were for his own benefit.
But he did come across as a nice guy. After leaving USC he went to play for the Buffalo Bills, and endured two years of frustration, until Lou Saban became head coach and built the offense around him. Saban did so by drafting a bunch of offensive linemen, and he seems to have been the one to first suggest that Simpson could gain 2,000 yards rushing in a season, breaking Jim Brown’s single season record. I remember seeing one of those games, and being amazed at one of his runs. When he did break Brown’s record he insisted on including his offensive line in the TV interview after the game. That kind of generosity played well.
The first segment of the show (put together by ESPN) ends with his meeting Nicole Brown, white and only 18 years old when Simpson was about thirty. They liked each other immediately, he divorced his first wife, and they married. He had already begun acting, not only in commercials, but also movies. He was a success, having achieved most, if not all, of his ambitions. He didn’t want to be judged by the color of his skin, and it has been suggested that he came to not even think of himself as black. Unfortunately, others hadn’t forgotten.
In some short searches I can’t find any reference to his use of cocaine, but I certainly seem to remember hearing that he had. If that’s true, it may explain why Nicole Brown Simpson fell out of love with him. Cocaine, like other drugs, is a way to blot out uncomfortable feelings, but it doesn’t do so perfectly. It can provoke the user to violence, and parts of the first segment seem to say that Simpson abused his wife. If so, no wonder she began to fear him, and their marriage eventually ended. One of his important ambitions had thus been realized, and then surrendered.
It’s possible that Simpson was in fact innocent of the murders, but the fact remains that he had plenty of motivation to commit them, and his behavior that led to the famous televised car chase suggests that he was feeling guilty and devastated. I hoped that he was innocent, and of course he was acquitted, but many people were sure he was guilty, and a lot of them were white.
One piece about him tells how the author asked a black couple if they thought Simpson was guilty. The man said he was, but that if he were in the jury he would vote for acquittal. Why would he say that? Was it because he had some notion of Simpson’s difficulty in “passing” as an unthreatening black man (something any black man has to do in this society) and sympathized, even if he couldn’t condone his actions?
In any case, the trial ended his love affair with white society, which now saw him as threatening, not only because of the murders (of which he was not unequivocally proven guilty), but because he had gotten away with it. It’s okay for whites to get away with bad behavior, but not for blacks, especially blacks married to white women whom they may have killed.
His later armed robbery of his sports memorabilia shows that his judgment hadn’t improved in the years since the trial, and I suspect he felt bitter too. He had fallen in love twice: with his wife and with white society, and had been rejected twice. He must have been very unhappy to try to repair his situation with armed robbery, and I doubt he’s any happier now.
It occurs to me that his case is very similar to that of Bill Cosby. There were a number of black comedians who became prominent in the 1960s, including Godfrey Cambridge, Dick Gregory, and Flip Wilson, but Cosby was the most popular of them all (and had the longest career), and I suggest that a lot of his success came from his ability to, like Simpson, construct a persona that was unthreatening to whites. I was shocked to hear the allegations of drugging and rape, and would have preferred not to believe them, but there were too many going back too many years to ignore. I can only believe that he is guilty, and expect that he’ll eventually spend some time in prison. His wealth will protect him from some of the punishment, but I doubt it will deflect it entirely.
How are we to understand what these two men did? Probably that both were very angry. This can hardly be surprising because of the long history of persecution of blacks in this country, which has somewhat lessened in the past fifty years, but not a great deal. Black people can hardly help being angry, though they’re expected to pretend otherwise, unless they want to be punished. Simpson and Cosby especially must have buried their anger pretty deeply. Perhaps Simpson’s was less deeply buried, so that when his anger came out, it erupted in violence. Cosby’s anger must have been more controlled. He must have had some expectation that he would never be punished for what he did, and certainly he’s gotten away with it for decades.
Many whites seem to assume that unless blacks are repressed they won’t fail to take revenge on whites who have been mistreating them for hundreds of years. It seems obvious to think that those who hate will be repaid with hatred, so that continuing to hate will only make the adjustment more violent when it comes. But few seem to want to repair the rupture between black and white. Many continue to believe that black people are inherently evil, and that what Simpson and Cosby did are examples that prove it, but the fact is that such things have occurred on the other side of the racial divide. James Hammond is one of many examples.
Hammond was one of South Carolina’s prominent politicians in the decades before the Civil War, and was one of the voices adamantly calling for secession. He also owned several large plantations with more than 300 slaves. At one point he bought a 21 year old slave woman with whom he slept until her daughter (a year old when he bought her) was 12, when he began sleeping with her instead. His wife (whom he seems to have married primarily in order to inherit the plantation from her father) discovered his behavior and confronted him, telling him to choose between her and his slave women. He chose the slave women, and was separated from his wife for five years, but she returned to him. He also was guilty of sexual behavior with four young girls related to one of the most powerful of the plantation owners in the old South. He blamed them for the behavior, and none of them ever married. He also replied to a northern critic of the South, who accused slave owners of taking advantage of the female slaves, by saying the person had a vivid imagination, although he knew better.
We know about Hammond because of his prominence. Was he an anomaly? Were slave owners generally better behaved than he? An English woman visiting in the South in the 1840s later wrote that it was obvious that the plantation owners were sleeping with the slave women, and that their wives were refusing to acknowledge the situation. Remember too how many black men got lynched after the Civil War well into the twentieth century because of suspicion that they had raped, or merely lusted after white women. As bad as Simpson and Cosby’s behavior was, they had plenty of precedent from white behavior.
It’s amazing to think how a person could have adjusted to being kidnapped from another continent, stuffed into a ship in which he or she could neither sit nor lie down nor have any sanitary way to urinate or move their bowels, be forced to stand naked at the slave market for potential owners to view, be harshly punished by people who didn’t even know their language, and forced to work for many hours each day. Many black people probably have little conscious knowledge of what their ancestors endured, but I would almost think such experiences must have been engraved on their DNA, to say nothing of being reinforced by unjust punishments since the time of slavery. For many it’s not politically correct to talk this way about race, but few of our white ancestors had as much to overcome. It’s easy for some to blame the victims.
It’s a shame that Simpson and Cosby apparently did what they’ve been accused of doing. It’s also a shame that blacks in particular have so many negative stereotypes to overcome. Both men seemed to have overcome them, but ultimately had not. Both seemed benign, but concealed depths of frustration and resentment. Others climb mountains and fall too, but to me these cases seem more excruciating. I rooted for both, and was disappointed.

Superbowl Season

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I’ve been a New England Patriots fan about forty years, beginning with when they got quarterback Steve Grogan. That was the first time I’d seen them been successful since the beginning of the American Football League about 1960, when they won one of its first championships.
The success didn’t last, though. They continued to be also-rans through the remainder of the 1970s and most of the 80s. They did reach the Super Bowl in the 1980s, but were uncompetitive, getting blown out by the Chicago Bears 46-10. They reached the Super Bowl again in the 1990s, and were more competitive, but still lost.
So I was very gratified when they went Super Bowling again in 2003, and this time won in a very dramatic game. They repeated in two of the next three years, and I was ecstatic.
Meanwhile, Peyton Manning had joined the Indianapolis Colts in 1998, and had quickly become one of the premiere quarterbacks of the league. But he had two problems: he had a lot of trouble beating the Patriots, even when he had the better team, and he was less successful in the post-season than the Patriots with Tom Brady, the other dominant quarterback of the last two decades. Coach Bill Belicek of the Patriots seemed always able to devise offensive and defensive schemes to frustrate the Colts, and though Manning was usually on good teams, his career somewhat paralleled that of John Elway, as always a great quarterback with a team around him that couldn’t seem to give him enough support to win in the post-season. Of course it may have been that he didn’t always play well in the playoffs too. I haven’t seen enough of his games to say. But he has won a Super Bowl, as everyone wants to do, so he is inferior only relative to Brady and the Patriots. Until this year.
This year Denver is stronger defensively than I remember them being since the 1970s. They have a pretty good offensive cast surrounding Manning too, and he has always been a smart player. Now he’s very experienced too.
It didn’t look like this would be his year, as he was sidelined with injuries for much of it, including plantar fascitis, a problem which causes a foot to hurt agonizingly. It’s especially not good for quarterbacks, who have to put lots of stress on their feet when throwing the ball. But now he’s healthy again. He made some bad throws yesterday, but not many, and I didn’t see anything to indicate that his feet were hurting. He was the aggressor as the Broncoes (to whom he moved several years ago from the Colts) scored on their first drive, and never lost their lead.
Meanwhile, the Denver defense was making Tom Brady miserable. Brady is always the key to New England’s offense, and if you let him do what he wants, you lose. Being able to KEEP him from doing what he wants is the problem, but it was a problem Denver had the answer to yesterday. They kept constant pressure on him, intercepting him twice, hurrying him often, and often forcing him to throw the ball away. The Patriots managed to keep the game close, but that was the best they could do, which is unlike them in the playoffs.
Probably part of Denver’s success was due to New England’s offensive line not being healthy, but let’s not diminish what they accomplished. New England was in position to go to the Super Bowl, and Denver took a page out of their book to stop them, preventing them from ever getting an offensive flow. Two touchdowns and two field goals were all they could manage, and with Denver’s pressure, they did well getting those.
In the second game of the day the Carolina Panthers won with the greatest of ease, and looked overwhelming, as both Brady’s and Manning’s teams have often looked. Unsurprisingly, they have an outstanding quarterback, just getting well started on his career, and a good team around him, beating a very good team in the Arizona Cardinals and hardly seeming to work up a sweat. Will Denver be able to beat them? That would make a nice story, but it doesn’t appear likely.
I’m told that Carolina’s offensive line is one of the best parts of their team, which New England’s was not, and their quarterback is equally threatening as a passer and runner, so the challenge is much greater. They also have a good defense. So the key will be for Denver to disrupt Carolina’s offense to some extent–they can’t reasonably expect to shut them down to the extent they did New England–while having an outstanding offensive day. It seems unlikely they will be able to overwhelm Carolina’s defense, even if effective against it, and I would guess that’s what they need to do to win. But I’ve been wrong before.

Bill Russell’s Memoir

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Bill Russell was arguably the most successful athlete in history, at least in terms of wins. His high school, college, Olympic, and professional teams all won a lot and lost rarely. That, and his being a black man in a majority white culture who thought independently makes the perspective in his memoir, Second Wind an educational one.
Race has always been a big part of the history of this country. It shaped Russell, though he escaped the worst effects of it. How did he? One reason is his family. His paternal grandfather and parents were all smart and independent people. The other was because of his career as an athlete, one of the two areas (with music) in which African Americans have been relatively well accepted. The key word there is relatively, as his prominence also exposed him to racism.
Perhaps it’s to be expected that many white people are unconscious of racism, since it doesn’t directly affect them, but the whole syndrome seems curious. Why skin color (as well as religious beliefs, gender, and politics) should so influence people’s behavior is mysterious, not least because (at least as manifested in the Americas) it’s a fairly recent phenomenon. While xenophobia was part of the ancient world, racism as we now know it doesn’t seem to have been, nor was it attached to slavery (a fact of human existence for all the time we know of) before the last five hundred years.

Russell was born and spent his early childhood in Louisiana and was impressed with the racism of the Deep South. His paternal grandfather refused to be intimidated, even by the Ku Klux Klan. When warned they were going to visit him, he first got his family out of the way, then waited in his house. He heard a number of people drive up, then one tell him to come out. He said they’d have to come in after him. Someone fired a shot, and he started shooting his shotgun as fast as he could, then heard them drive away.
Russell says that during his childhood members of his community sometimes disappeared. Perhaps they simply left the area without telling anyone. Sometimes people speculated that white people had gotten them, though. His grandfather’s experience suggests there was reason to believe that whites had made some people simply disappear.

Two incidents made his parents decide to move from Louisiana to California. One was when a white policeman harangued Russell’s mother because she was wearing clothes he considered should have been reserved for a white woman. The other when his father stopped at a gas station to refuel. The attendant filled the car ahead of them, then chatted with the driver for a long time. Another car pulled in, and he served them before the Russells. Russell’s father went to drive away, and the attendant started cussing him out for it. His father went to the back of the car and came back with a tire iron. The attendant turned and ran. Russell and his older brother thought this was great. Their father said no, it WASN’T great. He had lost control of himself, could have killed the attendant, ruined his own life, and the lives of his family. Russell’s parents had already talked about moving to a different part of the country where their two sons could more easily obtain a higher education, so they moved to Oakland, California, and stayed there even after his mother died young, when he was twelve. He was affected by that, but not as much as one might think. His father exhorted them to responsibility, and took a job enabling him to be with Russell and his older brother every night.
As he became a teenager, Russell began thinking more about race. He read a book that said slaves were better off in America than in Africa, and felt attacked in an essential way. To balance that, he also read about Christophe, one of the leaders of the Haitian revolution. Christophe told British representatives that his army was more disciplined than theirs, and to prove it, told one of the companies of his army to march off the wall of his castle. The whole company did, and he said that had saved lives because the British decided not to fight them. Russell admits the man was a monster, but says he was fascinated because he’d never heard of a black man so dynamic.

Perhaps the most surprising part of the book is the section titled Magic, in which Russell tells how he embarked on the process that took him to the top of the basketball world.
It began in high school, when he was 16 years old. He was walking down a hall and suddenly the thought came to him that he was all right, and everything was all right. He didn’t know where it came from, but it felt powerful. Until then he had felt intimidated by everyone, and everyone seemed to believe there was something wrong with him. Unfortunately for him, he agreed with them. This revelation changed his attitude. He now believed that people who picked on him did so because there was something wrong with THEM, and began to feel comfortable defending himself. He saw the feeling changing his life as magical, but was uncomfortable allowing magic to dominate his world, believing it would ultimately narrow his world instead of widening it. The next place that he found magical was basketball.
He had played basketball through high school, but not well. The last game he played for his team before graduating in January he scored 14 points, more than he ever had before. A scout happened to be in the stands, saw him, and recommended him for an All Star team organized specifically for boys who graduated that time of the year which traveled up the west coast into Canada and back, playing games almost every day. Immersed in basketball, Russell began to see how to make offensive and rebounding moves, seeing how others made them, making pictures of them in his mind, and learning how to do them himself.

It happened that this was a time when the game was changing. The set shot was being superseded by the jump shot, which many coaches hated, but players liked. Russell particularly loved running and jumping, the coach of the All Star team let them play the way they wanted to, and he not only began learning to score, but also to block shots. He didn’t realize at the time that defense would be what he did best, he just enjoyed jumping, and being left-handed made it easier for him to block right-handed shots.

He made progress fast, and when he returned from the tour, found that a scout had been to see his father about him possibly playing for a college. He and his father were both glad, as his parents wanted him and his brother to be educated, and it hadn’t looked as if college would be possible. He tried out, and got a scholarship to the University of San Francisco. There he continued to learn the game, eventually helped the team win two national championships in a row, played on a team that toured Latin America and won all its games, played on the 1956 Olympic team, then joined the Boston Celtics, who then won the championship 11 of the next 13 years.
He says that the common link on all his teams was that almost all of them won, and he played on all of them. But one of them, his San Francisco team in his sophomore year, had only a mediocre record. This, he says, proved that he wasn’t the only factor in winning. He was trying hard all season, but the team atmosphere wasn’t good, and the frustration decided him to become a great player. The next two seasons the troublemakers were gone, and the team played well.
His experience with the Celtics was that they all liked each other, though he didn’t acquire many deep friendships there, and that they won because they knew how. Although they all had the athletic ability to be professional, it was strong-mindedness more than anything that was essential. Their individual goals didn’t conflict, and they understood what each person had to contribute in order to win. Winning didn’t make them more moral than anyone else, and Russell says that their maturity on the court was compensated for by immaturity off it. Most of the team were married, but ran around with women they weren’t married to. So did he.
One deep friendship he did acquire was with Red Auerbach, coach of the Celtics. Until he reached the Celtics he had had little reason to like white people. He hadn’t felt that his college or Olympic coaches understood what he was doing, and didn’t expect that a coach would. Auerbach did, however, valued what he did, and gave him insights about the game to help him improve. Russell commented later that if he’d been taken by another team he might have merely acquired a reputation as a player with a bad attitude. He didn’t feel any necessity to pretend that racism didn’t surround him; he often felt a need to confront it.
One such episode came later, when a company asked him to participate in one of their ads, trying to sell it as an opportunity to do something for black people, offered to pay him scale for it, and didn’t understand when he turned them down. He explained that he didn’t need the exposure they offered, that he was already prominent, and that they wanted to rent that prominence–cheap. The company’s representative still didn’t understand.
Being a professional turned basketball into a job. Continuing to win was more difficult than winning initially, and as a star player (and later coach) he felt the responsibility to play in the way his team needed him to play to win, even when he would have preferred to be anywhere else. The way he had learned the game helped him later, when everyone was gunning for the Celtics. He remembered that he hadn’t been a basketball natural, and that he’d had to work hard to learn how to play. At the same time, the process that had made him a professional had been extremely unlikely. Once he had decided to become professional (itself an unlikely decision, as basketball wasn’t established as a major sport then), the magic began to go away. He relied more on techniques he had already learned than on anything that he came across while playing.
Still, the magic came every now and then, when his team and another were playing hard in close competition. This seemed to raise the game to a different level which was so exhilarating that though he was trying hard to win, on some level he didn’t really care who won. Such spells were fragile, and something he didn’t feel comfortable enough to talk about. Responsibility may have made the magic harder to access, but it didn’t shut if off completely.
Another place the magic came was when he traveled to Africa to show children the game of basketball. They seemed to become almost as fascinated with the game as he had been.
Russell had been very shy growing up, but after becoming an adult, found that he learned a great deal from women. One woman in particular stimulated him intellectually by talking with him for hours and finding him books to read on subjects of interest.
One such subject was what happened when French Guinea became independent of France. France was so happy to be asked to leave the country that they tore up railroad tracks and destroyed other infrastructure on the way out. Sekou Toure, the leader of the country, asked the USA for aid, and was turned down, because we had friendly relations with France. When Toure was turned down, he asked the USSR for aid. America became concerned that Guinea was going Communist. They weren’t going Communist or Capitalist, they simply didn’t have the kinds of trained people qualified to run the country. The ideology didn’t apply.
Russell adds that despite French behavior in Guinea he admired General DeGaulle because he had gotten rid of French colonies (although he wanted France to be glorious) when he saw that colonies weren’t in the interest of France.
Another woman he mentions was a manipulator who he said he knew he shouldn’t get involved with, but couldn’t resist. She was a hustler, and introduced him to other hustlers. Getting to know her and them was interesting for him, but also for them. They didn’t feel able to resist being abused by white authorities, while Russell was trying to keep anyone from abusing him, white or black. Sometimes his name protected him in these confrontations; other times it got him into trouble, he says, especially when people asked him for autographs. He eventually refused to sign these, on principle, as people were so insulting in demanding them.
Later, after retiring, he gave lectures in colleges, and would often provide an example by calling a volunteer to the stage and pretending to choke him. He would say, “It’s all right to choke him because he’s a Nazi.” He would let the volunteer go sometimes, and the volunteer might say, “I’m not a Nazi,” but he could only say that when he wasn’t being choked. This was an analogy of American behavior to Guinea (as well as much else), which Russell calls “label and dismiss”. He labeled the volunteer as a Nazi, and dismissed the fact that he was choking him. The technique is still applied widely.
He also refused to allow the police to mistreat him. Once in Boston a policeman asked him to come to the station, and he refused to go, since he hadn’t committed any offense. Once the officer checked his license and realized who he was, they let him go. Another time, in LA, a policeman stopped him and said they’d had complaints about cars like his being stolen. Russell asked him what kind of car it was, and the policeman couldn’t tell him. These incidents of more than forty years ago echo incidents that have been publicized in the past two years.
Another incident mirroring later events is when, in the 1950s, a judge sentenced a young black man to 66 years in prison for smoking weed. This, said Russell, sent shockwaves through the black community. The white community didn’t notice until whites started smoking marijuana (among other things), when the penalties got drastically reduced–for whites. Likewise, later sentencing practices with cocaine: sentences for crack (more often used by blacks) are much higher than sentences for powder (more frequently used by whites).
As Russell puts it, the ego is a paradox: the place from which we see, but which also makes us blind. It can make us feel small or high and mighty. He notes the 1958 season, when he was the most valuable player in the NBA, but put on none of the all star teams by white sports writers as an example of the sort of contortions racism forces people to go through. He says he tries to handle his ego like any other part of his character. To defend it, but also keep it under control. Some, he says, try to subordinate their egos to institutions or other individuals. He prefers to take responsibility for his ego, and neither let it run his life nor cause others to suffer.
It seems almost strange that so much of Russell’s memoir has to do with racism, until you remember that it was his generation in which the Civil Rights movement really began accomplishing things. If he experienced racism, so must most of the people in his age group. Maybe it’s curious that his later experiences with it had fewer repercussions than if they’d happened in the Deep South. On the other hand, he reports being upset after driving through the South with his two young children and being unable to feed them in restaurants or stay in hotels. Maybe the seriousness of what could happen to him diminished in other parts of the country, even if the quality of the disdain was similar. Is his experience still common in the black community? I suspect it is, though I can’t say for certain.
His question seems to have been less about how racism came about, which interests me, than how to reply to it. He subscribed to what his father said: “Nonviolent is what I am before someone hits me.” People didn’t literally hit him in later life, but he found it curious that people in Boston supported Martin Luther King–at first. He thought perhaps it was because people didn’t think King’s message would change their lives. When they found it might, their tune changed. Geography didn’t do away with racism.
Ultimately, the book isn’t all racism all the time. It’s about the development of one person, who happens to be black. Racism is mentioned because it was a lot of his experience, but the second half of the book is about his experiments in living after his athletic career. He mentions racism in that section occasionally, since it was still present, but his focus is on what he learned and how he decided to live. Racism was unavoidable for him, but wasn’t the most important thing in his life, any more than the game of basketball was. He felt about basketball the way an artist feels about what he or she does, but when basketball was over it was finished for him. A great learning experience, but no more. I don’t think I know of any athlete who has shared shared so much of his life besides the record of the sport he played. That in itself makes his memoir an unusually rich one.