Around
these parts, winter is still here, but it’s not as bad. This morning was in the
20s, and the wind wasn’t howling and shaking the trees like it has in other days these past few weeks. Frankly, a sweater was
enough to walk to the car and then “brrr” as I put the heater and the mp3
player on until things warmed up for me to feel comfortable on my 30 minute
drive to work.
With only
1 month left of winter and a Florida vacation to see friends in Jacksonville looming
in 20 days, the thoughts of flowers and new life are everywhere. The snowdrops (a
type of flower, which is pictured above) are pushing through, and if Facebook is to be trusted, so are the crocuses, but I haven’t seen
them in our yard. Frankly, I just haven’t had time. There’s just too much have
to do work going on.
Because of what I don’t
have time to see because of that nagging, pestering work and grading, there are
other things I haven’t seen. Word around the campfire also says that the great-horned
owls who have nested with their babies at Ephrata Park are back to fornicating
again because there’s pictures of one of these birds standing guard at the tree’s
natural opening. This must be investigated, so when I’m driving home from work
today at noon, I will be there with my trusty camera hoping to see them or him
or her standing guard in that tree opening today.
A man’s
gotta do what a man’s gotta do.
But in
my annual tradition of the end of the hot stove watch, there is the
all-important return of the baseball season, though if truth be told, I don’t
turn MLBTV off all winter. Now, with February’s end in sight and the groundhog
not to be believed, there is that great truth to this period of time and that
is that real, new baseball is back. Florida and Arizona are hopping because pitchers
and catchers have reported, so life is good.
And
if baseball is back, that means that the first quasi-meaningful games of spring
are back soon. This year, that also means that the United States is trying to
compete in the World Baseball Classic, but let’s be honest; we don’t have the
desire to rally around the flag or field a team like the Dominicans. Ownership
and agents aren’t fielding Mike Trout and Bryce Harper, so is this really our
best foot forward? Nevertheless, we do have some good players if you follow the
game. These include Paul Goldschmidt, Nolan Arenado, Buster Posey, Eric Homser,
Daniel Murphy, Andrew McCutchen, and Giancarlo Stanton. The bullpen looks good
with Andrew Miller leading a lot of decent 1-inning guys, but the starters look
relatively above average at best when looked at. One year and a contract run
doesn’t make a career great player headed for the Hall of Fame in Cooperstown.
So
what does make a great baseball player? Apparently, it’s being a silent leader
and showing up to work every day to just be great. It’s building a body that is
so strong that he was once turned down for the role of Tarzan because he was
too jacked. It’s putting up with the media's obsession with the star-struck, drunken, womanizing hero / lout of
the world, who batted in front of him while he, Lou Gehrig, quietly hit 464 home
runs by 1936, which was before his age 34 season. His age 32 season would be one of his most
memorable seasons ever since it was his Triple Crown year. Nevertheless, he did
have “better” statistical years. This says something since his slash-line in
1934 was a .363 batting average, 49 home runs, and 166 runs batted in, which
stood as the defining offensive moment of a baseball season. That year, his on-base plus slugging (OPS) was 1.172,
which was the 33rd best season ever for this number, statistically
speaking. Of course, that’s behind 4 seasons where Barry Bonds wasn’t being
pitched to because he found the Fountain of the Clear and the Cream, but that
too is neither here nor there.
However, by real
standards, that wasn’t his best season by far. Neither was his Murderer’s Row
season in 1927 when he had an OPS of 1.239, which is the 24th best
OPS ever (that year, he also had an 11.8 Wins Above Replacement, which was tied
for the 7th best season ever). The closest a current “all-time great”
stands to that (Mike Trout, who really is that awesome) is 10.8, which says he’s good for 11 more wins over
an average fill in guy over a 162 game season. What this means is that for an
89 win team in 2012, if the Angels don’t have Trout, they have a losing record.
Getting back to baseball stats (Sabrmetrics) in his Historical Abstract on baseball, author and baseball genius Bill James asks:
"A good statistical
analyst in studying the statistical record of a baseball season, asks three or
four essential questions:
1)
What is missing from the picture?
2)
What is distorted here, and what is accurately portrayed?
3)
How can we include what has been left out?
4)
How can we correct what has been distorted?"
For me, that leads us to
Lou Gehrig’s 1938 season where he hit .295 with 29 home runs and 114 runs
batted in. Looking at Gehrig, he hadn’t produced numbers that low since 1925
when he first started to become the Iron Horse, which came with Wally Pipp
sitting out a game because of a headache. This led to Gehrig never being
replaced in the lineup until 1939 when he gave up baseball due to amyotrophic lateral sclerosis, otherwise known as
ALS and also known by the name Lou Gehrig’s disease.
According to the NIH, ALS is “a rare group of neurological diseases that mainly
involve the nerve cells (neurons) responsible for controlling voluntary muscle
movement. Voluntary muscles produce movements like chewing, walking, breathing
and talking. The disease is progressive, meaning the symptoms get worse over
time. Currently, there is no cure for ALS and no effective treatment to halt,
or reverse, the progression of the disease. ALS belongs to a wider
group of disorders known as motor neuron diseases, which are caused by gradual
deterioration (degeneration) and death of motor neurons. Motor neurons are
nerve cells that extend from the brain to the spinal cord and to muscles throughout
the body. These motor neurons initiate and provide vital communication links
between the brain and the voluntary muscles. Messages from motor
neurons in the brain (called upper motor neurons) are transmitted to motor
neurons in the spinal cord and to motor nuclei of brain (called lower motor
neurons) and from the spinal cord and motor nuclei of brain to a particular
muscle or muscles. In ALS, both the upper motor neurons and the lower motor
neurons degenerate or die, and stop sending messages to the muscles. Unable to
function, the muscles gradually weaken, start to twitch (called
fasciculations), and waste away (atrophy). Eventually, the brain loses its
ability to initiate and control voluntary movements. Early symptoms of ALS
usually include muscle weakness or stiffness. Gradually all muscles under
voluntary control are affected, and individuals lose their strength and the
ability to speak, eat, move, and even breathe. Most people with ALS
die from respiratory failure, usually within 3 to 5 years from when the
symptoms first appear. However, about 10 percent of people with ALS survive for
10 or more years.”
If we look further on their page, we see that symptoms
include:
·
fasciculations (muscle twitches) in
the arm, leg, shoulder, or tongue
·
muscle cramps
·
tight and stiff muscles (spasticity)
·
muscle weakness affecting an arm, a
leg, neck or diaphragm.
·
slurred and nasal speech
·
difficulty chewing or swallowing.
Statistics show the 14-15,000 people have the disease. One
of them is former NFL hero Steve Gleason, who just released a documentary about
his story.
For
me, this forces a statistical adjustment, which I do on the grounds that Lou
Gehrig achieved baseball excellence with ALS running through his body.
Thatyear, Gehrig didn’t get his first hit until game 6, but he was dead to rights
when he slid into third base and called out. He didn’t get his second hit until
game 9. His first multi-hit game was game 10, which left him with a .097
batting average before he went hitless in game 11. His first home run was in
game 16, which brought him up to a .154 batting average. He would hit 28 more
that year, hitting his final 1 in game 152. Prior to that and even with 2 hits
in game 12, he was the worst batter in the American League with a .133 average.
Then
something began to happen. Maybe it was the insults and fan’s mocking of both him and the team, but
Gehrig turned it around. Pride in a person’s heart can do this as can strength in a person's convictions. As Gehrig began to compensate and work through his challenges, his May batting
average was .368. In comparison, the best batting average for 2016 was DJ LeMahieu
hitting .348 for the year. We haven’t had a year that good or better in baseball since
2004, when Ichiro hit .372 while setting the all-time single season hit record.
According
to biographer, Jonathan Eig, this wasn’t all good. Eig stated, “Gehrig felt no
pain, nothing to cause him concern, but there is evidence to suggest that he
noticed the subtle change in his body… When the nerves fail to properly stimulate
the body’s muscles, the muscles atrophy. As the muscles in Gehrig’s legs,
shoulders, and arms began to atrophy, home runs became fly outs. Triples became
doubles. Doubles became singles. He began to think about hitting for average
instead of power.”
Nevertheless,
even that didn’t always work.
“When
he gets these attacks, they take his breath away and he has sharp pains through
the small of his back. He can’t straighten up, but he nettles when someone says
he has lumbago or something else that is chronic,” one writer stated after
watching Gehrig get injured on the base paths after hitting a double that
season.
As Lou faced the future of his consecutive game record and the ultimate disrespect some would feel for his lack of playing time, even
his wife asked him to consider sitting out a game when it would be him controlling
the equation instead of someone else or his health. However, Lou Gehrig would
play it out for 2,130 games, only choosing to sit after being complimented for
making a routine play. After all, a great man doesn't receive average compliments.
After that retirement would come the diagnosis, that July 4th quote, and his positive letters back and forth to his wife and his neurologist, which made him believe he could beat ALS, even
when the game was already decided.
Through the last days, Gehrig remained tough, and his play
showed how determined he was to win and to bring the Yankees back to some kind
of glory, willing his body and especially his legs to carry on while battling
with the press.
“I can’t see why anyone should attack my record. I have
never belittled anyone else’s. I intend to play every day and shall continue to
give my best to my employers and the fans. What about the guy who pays $1.10 to
see the game? What if I sit on the bench and say I’m resting?”
However, life began to pile up on Gehrig. His manager, Joe
McCarthy noticed his changes. In addition, he didn’t start the All-Star Game.
After, this he fractured his thumb, and the x-rays noted other fractures, which
had never been diagnosed as well.
“There’s always something sad about watching a ballplayer
age. It’s like seeing a preview of death, played out pitch by pitch, game by
game, in front of thousands of spectators. He loses a bit of speed. His
eyesight fades just enough that he can’t see the spin on the ball and can’t
judge the necessary split second whether it’s a fastball or a curve headed his
way. The snap action in his wrist slows just enough that he can’t catch up to
the fastest of the fastballs. Little by little, it all gets worse, and a player’s
mind invariably turns toward retirement. But Gehrig wasn’t suffering from the
normal aging process of the athlete. His skills were fading much faster.”
However, before the season would end, Gehrig would have
several 4 hit games. He would also hit his 23rd career grand slam, a record at the time and pile his numbers up. There
was even a point where he had improved so much since his dismal beginning of
the season where he was hitting .300, which is baseball’s mark of excellence.
However, the spike in drive faded, and Gehrig pulled himself out of the lineup
before batting, keeping his streak alive only because of a half inning of
defensive work.
While the season’s end saw the Yankees beat the Cubs in the
World Series, capping off a comeback season for the record books, Gehrig went 4
for 14 in the contest, playing averagely at best. While his teammate’s
celebrated, Gehrig got drunk on triples of hard liquor, suffering over the new
normal in his life.
Had ALS never come, Gehrig’s energy would have been
channeled into greatness, but instead, he willed himself to be very good. In
fact, for many players, he would have had a career year. Nevertheless, for Lou,
very good wasn’t good enough.
He was more than good enough for the Hall of Fame in 1939. What's more, he is a hero and a role model for the courage he faced that year and the hindsight we can all get from his numbers, which reflect the true performance of the all-time best.
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