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Day 26 of 2022 baseball books: The Dodgers’ star-struck history, with Reese and Reiser (both named Harold) as heralded entry points

“Pee Wee Reese:
The Life of a Brooklyn Dodger”

The author:
Glen Sparks

The publishing info:
McFarland
307 pages
$39.95
Released May 24, 2022

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“Baseball’s Greatest What If:
The Story and Tragedy of Pistol Pete Reiser”

The author:
Dan Joseph

The publishing info:
Sunbury Press
298 pages
$19.95
Released Nov. 8, 2021

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The review in 90 feet or less

A Rawlings game-replica ball for just $12.99

Why not use this surprisingly rare opportunity for the Dodgers’ hosting the 2022 MLB All Star game on July 19 – it is the 92nd of these, only the second in L.A. since 1980 – to spread the news about a new 100 percent cotton Reyn Spooner commemorative shirt (available in 3XL) as well as chop up some history of the franchise representation in this exhibitionist exercise of non-extreme exertion, starting with this handy, dandy comb-over list we just uncovered.

== Steve Garvey, who could have been a Minnesota Twin if he signed with them after they drafted him out of his Tampa, Fla., high school in the third round of the 1966 MLB amateur selection, made nine starts for the National League in his 19-year career (1969-87). That is the most by any first baseman of either league and includes eight in a row from 1974 (when he made history to get in as a complete off-the-ballot write-in and then won the game’s MVP) through ’81. That was also the heaviest part of his 1,207 consecutive games-played streak. Then he represented the Padres in ’84 and ’85 (at age 35 and 36) to give him 10 appearances. Also MVP in ’78. His ASG career stats — 11 for 28 (.393), seven runs, two homers, two doubles, two triples, seven RBIs, 433 OBP and .821 slugging. Of all those who make up the all-time All-Star game starting lineup of appearances, he’s the only one not in the Hall of Fame.

You explain that one to all his kids.

== Don Drysdale holds the record for most starts by a pitcher – five – to go with nine All-Star selections over his 14 seasons (1956 as a 19-year-old to 1969 at age 32). That includes 1959 when they played two All-Star games, the second one at the L.A. Coliseum. He started both of those as well as the second one in ’62, ’64 and ’68. He has a 2-1 record, 1.40 ERA, and the career ASG record for most innings (19 1/3) and strikeouts (19).

And no hit batters? Recheck those numbers.

== Sandy Koufax batted right and threw left if you were bi-curious about his democratic approach to playing.

He was picked for six straight ASGs from ’61 (age 25) through ’66 (age 30) but made only four appearances – two in ’61 (at Fenway Park in Boston, which ended in a 1-1 tie because of rain, and at San Francisco’s Candlestick Park), plus ’65 (in Minnesota) and ’66 (in St. Louis), starting the last one in his final year active as a player.

He was left with just a 1-0 record with 1.50 ERA – one run over six innings, with three strike outs in 23 batters faced. What did the NL just not want to win?

== Clayton Kershaw has been picked for eight of them, every year from 2011 through 2019 (except for ’18). Six appearances. Has yet to make a start. Saddled with an 0-2 record, 4.50 ERA in six innings, facing 27 batters. Other Dodgers pitchers who have made the NL ASG team and then were named starters (aside from Drysdale and Koufax): Hyun Jin Ryu, Zack Grienke, Brad Penny, Hideo Nomo, Fernando Valenzuela, Don Sutton, Andy Messersmith, Ralph Branca, Dan Bankhead and Whit Wyatt.
What, Whit Wyatt?

== Mike Piazza, a 12-time ASG pick, represented the Dodgers as the NL starting catcher in ’94, ’95, ’96 (game MVP) and ’97, plus a ’93 appearance off the bench during his Rookie of the Year campaign.

He was a keeper, right?

In the 1998 ASG at Coors Field, Piazza started as a member of … well, he began the season in L.A. (37 games), was shipped to Florida (five game), then moved for three unknowns to the New York Mets (on May 22), but still relevant enough to be picked for that year’s contest. He must have been a real difficult person to be around. Six more ASGs for those Mets and his 11 years worth of stats, with 10 straight starts: 6-for-25 (.240), 2 homers, 5 RBIs, 5 strikeouts. If only we could turn back the clock.

== Dodgers named MVPs of the game: Garvey twice (’74 and ’78), Piazza (’96), Maury Wills (’62, the first one) and Don Sutton (’77).

From the website CardsThatNeverWere.com

Wills, who would become the NL MVP that extended 165-game regular season with a record-setting 104 stolen bases (caught just 13 times, and a .299 average), didn’t start in either of those ’62 games – the Pirates’ Dick Groat did. In the sixth inning, As a pinch-runner for Stan Musial, Wills into the July 10 game at D.C. Stadium in Washington (where John Kennedy threw out the first pitch). Wills stole second and scored on Groat’s single. Staying in the game, Wills started the eighth with a single, somehow got to third on a single to short left field by Jim Davenport, then tagged and scored a fly ball in foul territory down the right field line by Felipe Alou. The NL won 3-1 — two of those runs almost single-handedly accounted for by Wills, a D.C. native a seven-time All Star pick from ’61 to ’65 (but not making it in ’64?) In the second ’62 ASG that year – Wrigley Field, 20 days later on July 30 – the L.A. Angels’ Leon Wagner was the MVP, starting in left field and going 3-for-4 with a fourth-inning home run off the Phillies’ Art Mahaffey.

As for Sutton: The 12th of his 23 seasons, when he led the NL in nothing, made him the starter at Yankee Stadium. He went the first three innings – no runs, one hit, four strikeouts, 11 batters faced. No one else went that many innings, and who today would even consider that load? Meanwhile, the NL was posting five runs against Jim Palmer with three homers (Garvey knocking him out in the third inning), staking Sutton to a 5-0 lead. WIth only four All-Star appearances (’72, ’73, ’75 and this one), Sutton got the starting nod by Sparky Anderson over Tom Seaver, Rick Reuschel, Steve Carlson (in his sixth ASG), Joaquin Andujar, John Candelaria, plus relievers Rich Gossage, Gary Lavelle and Bruce Sutter. No Mike Marshall? An All-Star in ’74 (with a Cy Young that year) and ’75, Iron Mike was wasting away in Atlanta and Texas that year before coming back with Minnesota for a stretch.

== Dodgers who’ve made the All-Star game you mostly likely have forgot about:

= In the 2000s: Relief pitcher Ross Stripling (’18: 1 1/3 IP, 3 ER, 4 H, 2 HR, losing pitcher in 10th inning, as NL manager Dave Roberts put him in over Kenley Jansen), second baseman Dee Gordon (2014, now Dee Strange-Gordon), relief pitcher Hung-Chik Kuo (’10), infielder Orlando Hudson (’09), pitcher Takashi Saito (’07), pitcher Odalis Perez (’02).

Way back in the 20th Century: Shortstop Jose Offerman (’95), infielder Mike Sharperson (’92), pitcher Mike Morgan (’91), second baseman Juan Samuel (’91), second baseman Willie Randolph (’89), pitcher Rick Rhoden (’76), outfielder Manny Mota (’73), infielder Billy Grabarkewitz (’70), catcher Tom Haller (’68), outfielder Norm Larker (’60, both games), outfielder Gino Cimoli (’57), pitcher Hal Gregg and outfielder Goody Rosen (’45, one of the great Jewish players of all time), outfielder Augie Galan (’43 and ’44) and infielder Pete Coscarart (’40). In 1933, infielder Tony Cuccinello was in the first All-Star Game, and the only Dodger representative at Comiskey Park.

== Dodgers who you likely forgot never made an All-Star team:

At least Eric Karros got to be on a 1996 Upper Deck card that celebrated Mike Piazza’s All star status.

= Eric Karros, the Los Angeles Dodgers’ all-time leading home run hitter – 270 over 12 seasons – the ’92 Rookie of the Year and fifth in the MVP voting in ’95. He averaged 25 homers and 89 RBIs over that time. Those who did make the NL ASG team during the dozen years of Karros’ availability: Will Clark, John Kruk, Gregg Jefferies, Fred McGriff, Jeff Bagwell, Mark Grace, Andres Galarraga, Mark McGwire, Sean Casey, Todd Helton and Ryan Klesko.
(For the longest time, the Angels’ Mike Salmon was the franchise leader in home runs with 299, plus 1,016 RBIs, and also never was made an AL ASG pick over his 14 seasons as a California/Anaheim/Los Angeles cap wearer from 1992 to 2006).

= Kirk Gibson (like Karros, wore No. 23): Invited twice, in ’85 and ’88, but he declined. So … that’s on you, Gibby. During his NL MVP year of ’88, he hit .290 with 25 homers, 76 RBIs and 31 stolen bases (not to mention that stuff in the post-season). BTW: In his 17 MLB seasons, he never led the league, AL or NL, in any notable statistical category. In his first year of Baseball Hall of Fame eligibility, 2001, he had just 2.5 percent of the vote and was dropped from then on. He would win the 1984 AL ALCS MVP and was the 2011 National League Manager of the Year with Arizona.

Of note: Released last summer was “Game Won: How the Greatest Home Run Ever Hit Sparked the 1988 Dodgers to Game One Victory and an Improbable World Series Title,” by Steven K. Wagner (Sunbury Press, 184 pages, $16.95, released July 20, 2021). Wagner also wrote the much appreciated “Seinsoth: The Rough and Tumble Life of a Dodger“).

Something we learned from the excellent “How to Beat a Broken Game: The Rise of the Dodgers in a League on the Brink” by Pedro Moura were from these two paragraphs:
“In John Helyar’s 1994 book, ‘Lords of the Realm: The Real History of Baseball,’ he argues that the day MLB owners collusion likely ended was on Oct. 15, 1988 – when Kirk Gibson, the Dodgers’ prized free-agent off-season signing, who would win the regular season MVP award, created what is still considered the greatest moment in Los Angeles sports history. ‘Nobody who witnessed that scene – a fist-pumping Gibson rounding the bases, his teammates mobbing him at home plate, Dodgers fans filling the night with a roar – could ever again say that no free agent was worth it.'”

= Wes Parker (like Karros, owned a first baseman’s mitt): Posted nine more-than-worthy seasons from ’65 to ’72, winning six Gold Gloves. Fifth in the league in hitting in 1970 with a .319 mark (plus a league-leading 47 doubles and a career-best 111 RBIs, fifth in the NL MVP voting). He was given the 1972 MLB Lou Gehrig Memorial Award to “honor the Major League Baseball Player who best exemplifies the spirit and character of Lou Gehrig, both on and off the field.” At least Greg Brady knows the true value of Paker, who made an early 1971 baseball season cover of Sports Illustrated as a “sudden star” at age 31. Jinx?

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Sure, right … so what’s the now deal with Harold Peter Henry “Pee Wee” Reese and Harold Patrick “Pistol Pete” Reiser?

Throw the books at us. There exist two new bios about these Brooklyn stars.

At MancavePictures.com, this $120 limited edition canvas portrait of the 1941 Dodgers: From left — Billy Herman, Pee Wee Reese, Kirby Higbe, Pete Reiser, and Mickey Owen

Born less than a year apart, Reese and Reiser seemed to relish their time as Brooklyn Dodgers teammates for six seasons — first in 1940, ’41 and ’42, then a three-year departure to serve in World War II, then back together for ’46, ’47 and ’48.

That can be a baseball lifetime.

They were a pair of 22-year-olds starting on the Dodgers’ 1941 100-win World Series team that lost to the Yankees. Both went 4-for-20 in the Fall Classic, and Reiser hit the team’s only homer.

By next summer, both on the ’42 NL All Star team at the Polo Grounds in New York in the AL’s 3-1 win– Reiser started and hit third in center field during (here is a complete radio play-by-play of the game).

They were also together in the ’46 NL All-Star team at Fenway Park in Boston, the game’s revival a year after it was canceled because of the war. That game’s 13th edition, a 12-0 AL win, was made famous when Ted Williams hit a homer off Rip Sewell’s “Eephus pitch.”

Reese, left, with Reiser, after Reiser joined the Boston Braves.

Back from Army military work, Reiser was 27 in ’46, and would lead the league with 34 stolen base — seven of them, steals of home — finishing ninth in MVP voting. He had finished second in ’41 and fifth in ’42. Reese, also 27 in that game, turning 28 a couple weeks later, returned from his Navy stint and was sixth in MVP voting for the 96-win team that finished two games out of winning the pennant.

Reese wasn’t the Dodgers’ first starting ASG shortstop — that would be Leo Durocher in 1938. But in his 16-year MLB career that ended at age 39 as a player/coach in L.A. for one abbreviated season to help ease in Wills, Reese was named to 10 All-Star teams – a franchise record — starting three.

A 1954 Red Man baseball card, in the National Museum of American History.

Reese made that first ASG at age 23, then nine in a row from age 27 through 35 (’46 through ’54). In the ’49 game — the one and only at Ebbets Field in Brooklyn — he started and batted first, ahead of second baseman and teammate Jackie Robinson. That was also the first time an African-American was picked to play (along with the Dodgers’ Roy Campanella and Don Newcomb, plus Larry Doby for the AL).

The ’49 game, which was also the first of Gil Hodges’ eight ASG picks (with only one start, in ’51) only gets minor mention in Chapter 10, titled “That’s Why We Called him ‘Captain.’) It includes a line by The Sporting News’ Harold Burr: “Captain Pee Wee Reese is having one of his greatest years at short, which is just about all that could be said in praise of the greatest shortstop in the game.” Reese went 0-for-5.

In July, 1944, Sgt. Joe DiMaggio, left, and Chief Specialist (Physical Training) Pee Wee Reese autograph baseballs for Vice Adm. Robert L. Ghormley, USN (second left) and for Brig. Gen. William J. Flood, Chief of Staff of the 7th Air Force, before a Central Pacific Area Service Championship game between the 7th AAF Nine and AIEA Heights Naval Hospital team. (Getty Images).

The pieces of Reese’s life you’ve come to see portrayed in movies like “42” or recall from “The Boys of Summer” all get otherwise cursory recognition, very brief at times — such as his time in the Navy playing baseball at bases around the U.S., pushing Roy Campanella in his wheelchair out on the field before the 1959 tribute at the Coliseum).

Not all that much either about his national TV game analysis, the Hall of Fame vote in ’84 (he’d go in with Drysdale as it happened) all up to his passing in 1999.

“Pee Wee Reese, the former ace marble shooter from Louisville, made his mark as both a person and as a player,” Sparks concludes, without much of a spoiler alert. “He led the Dodgers both on and off the field. One story goes that a young fan saw him in a hotel lobby and asked another player, ‘What does he do?’ The player said, ‘Anything you want him to.'”

And let’s just end it at that.

In detailing the life and times of Reiser, Joseph seems to have much intriguing story narrative to sift through — and it earned him 2022 SABR recognition for best research work on the Brooklyn Dodgers.

Aside from his NL ASG start in ’42, Reiser also started in center field and hit third in the ’41 ASG at Briggs Stadium in Detroit. Please note: Hall of Famer and eight-time All Star center fielder Duke Snider also only started two NL ASGs in back-to-back years of ’54 and ’55.

Reiser, the NL batting champ in ’41 at .343 with a league-best 117 runs and 17 triples, lasted just those six Dodgers seasons, discarded in ’48. He was out of the game by ’52, age 33, trying to come back with the Boston Braves, Pittsburgh Pirates and Cleveland Indians.

The problem was Reiser’s inability to do his own stunts.

Reese even said in 1972: “Pete was better than Stan Musial, I think. He could do more things than Stan. He’d run through a brick wall to get a ball — and did try a couple of times.”

Joseph writes it is hard to document all the incidents, “but sports writers of the time said Reiser was carried off the field 11 times during his career.

Joseph, who in 2019 also wrote “Last Ride of the Iron Horse” about Lou Gehrig’s final year in the Yankees lineup, kept reading about how Reiser’s heroics were passed down through the years to the extent that, he would often still be a bit loopy from a collision, but volunteer to pinch hit days later and come up with a game-winning wack.

“My journalistic soul raised its hand and asked: Are these stories true?” Joseph continues in the intro. “If they are true, why would Reiser push himself to such extremes? What maniacal drive caused him to risk his career, health and life for a baseball game? Moreover, why would the Dodgers’ decision-makers let him even try? I had to find out. That’s the first reason I’m writing this book.”

Because, as he reminds us, Reiser was “set to become a central figure in the national pastime. He was at the right place at the right time — New York, baseball and media capital of the world, at the start of the most drama-filled period in the game’s long, long history.”

Joseph is wise enough to connect Reiser’s his style of play to today’s gatecrashers. At least most now don’t have to contend with flagpoles, bullpen mounds or stone monuments, and have padded wood walls rather than brick facades to contend with.

The worst Ebbets Field had was an iron exit gate in center field that Reiser cut his back on in ’41.

During a Dodgers-Nationals game in 2013, Joseph brings up a moment when Bryce Harper was chasing a fly ball to right field and charged face-first into the right-field wall and scoreboard, bringing on an ugly gash on his neck that required 11 stitches.

“All I can think of … is a name that is a legend in Dodger history, an outfielder named Pete Reiser,” Vin Scully said on the broadcast.

It led the L.A. Times’ Jim Murray to write about Reiser: “Every ballpark in America has a Pete Reiser memorial: The warning track in the outfield.”

Sigh.

Joseph gets the most of the subject by devoting the final Chapter, the 12th, to Reiser’s legacy. It was revived a bit when Donald Honig and Lawrence Ritter included Reiser in their 1981 book, “The 100 Greatest Baseball Players of All Time.” He touches on how Reiser had an influence on Bernard Malamud’s creation of Roy Hobbs in “The Natural.”

Awaiting batting practice at Old Timers Day in New York in 1976 staged by the New York Mets — Brooklyn Dodgers’’ Pete Reiser, left, Pittsburgh Pirates’ Ralph Kiner, New York Yankees’’ Joe DiMaggio and Brooklyn Dodgers’’ Cal Abrams. (AP Photo/Harry Harris)

Joseph also correctly writes that while Reiser will likely never be inducted into Baseball’s Hall of Fame, “whether measured in terms of statistics, awards, pennants or overall impact, Pete’s actual accomplishments do not rise to the level of a typical Hall of Fame outfielder, even with compared to low-tier what-where-they-thinking picks like Chick Hafey and Harold Baines … But before the walls got in the way, Pete was starting to build a bona-fide Cooperstown resume.”

Sigh again.

How it goes in the scorebook

8-6 double play output.

Pete Reiser, left, lights up cigarette for Pee Wee Reese, who hurt his left elbow in Dodgers-Boston game, as trainer Harold Wendler holds ice pack to arm in Sept., 1946 at Ebbets Field. Reiser already appears to be recovering from an injury. (Photo by Seymour Wally/NY Daily News Archive via Getty Images)

Neither are knock-your-blue-socks-off when it comes to prose — think of Kosyta Kennedy and his latest Jackie Robinson book, which is why one is apt to pick it up in the first place no matter what you already know about the subject. It’s the research that sells it as another SABR-sort of project that heralds documentation gathering over turning a phrase.

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Day 25 of 2022 baseball books: If you’re scoring in the press box … or even if you’re alone …

“In Scoring Position:
40 Years of A Baseball Love Affair”

The authors:
Bob Ryan
Bill Chuck

The publishing info:
Triumph Books
464 pages
$28
Released May 10, 2022

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The review in 90 feet or less

July 29, 2008, Angels vs. Red Sox, at Fenway Park. The one and only time we were ever inside the fabled ballyard to see a live, official Major League Baseball game. Among the 38,110 in attendance, with seats that actually allowed viewing of the field.

Keeping score? Nope, just soaking in what could have been history.

Our Olympus Digital camera captures this from the ninth inning of the Angels-Red Sox game on July 29, 2008.

The Angels’ John Lackey somehow has a no-hitter going into the bottom of the ninth.

We got out of our seat down the left-field line and started to walk around, mingle behind home plate, for a better view of what was happening. We spotted Angels TV analyst Mark Gubicza down by the team’s dugout, preparing to catch Lackey when he came off the field, leaving Rory Markus in the booth to call it. That had to jinx it.

Because we today can access Retrosheet.org, there is not only the box score recorded in its full glory, but the stark description of how that ninth inning unfolded:


What’s perhaps more memorable about any of this: Two days later, the Red Sox gave Manny Ramirez to the Dodgers at the trading deadline.

Flip open this book by well-recognized Boston Globe writer and ESPN yacker Bob Ryan, and on page 364, there is it.

Ryan skims the details in three paragraphs — more about his inability to finally see a no-hitter at Fenway (which explains this page heading … we thought it was referring to Nolan Ryan for some reason).

His writing partner, Bill Chuck, gives it six more graphs of context – not from that game, but from Lackey’s future performances.

He ends it with: “Here’s an interesting litmus test: It’s July 29 of any season, you go to the ballpark, which would you rather see: Your team win or your team get no-hit? I say, the greater your love for baseball, the greater your desire to see the no-hitter. It’s a great in-between innings discussion.”

OK, we’ll play along. Here’s the (almost) perfect case in point: July 28, 1991. Had tickets behind home plate to the Dodgers’ home game against Montreal. Gave them away. Dennis Martinez threw a perfect game against the home team. Would have loved to have been present and accounted for among the 45,560 on a sweltering hot Sunday afternoon to see Martinez (who by the way went 1-for-3) mow down a lineup with Brett Butler, Juan Samuel, Eddie Murray and Darryl Strawberry as the top four contenders. (And Samuel tried to bunt his way on in the seventh but Martinez picked it up and threw him out).

But let’s not get distracted from the pileup on the other side of the road.

Trying to look at the one sheet of Ryan’s scorebook from that Angels-Red Sox game, we’d size it up pretty much unreadable – 3 ¼ inches wide, 2 ½ inches deep. We put our index finger and thumb on the printed reproduction, expecting we can expand it into a larger, more decipherable size. This isn’t interactive. Almost the opposite. A magnifying glass is needed, if we want to go through that trouble.

And again, there’s only one page here – the Red Sox’s batting order. We don’t see the Angels’ lineup that was providing Lackey with a 6-0 cushion heading into the final Boston at-bat.

Thanks for the memories?

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Day 24 of 2022 baseball books: Updated & heavenly fortified with more Hebrew-ness

“The Baseball Talmud: The Definitive Position by Position Ranking of Baseball’s Chosen Players”

The author:
Howard Megdal

The publishing info:
Triumph Books
320 pages; $28
Released May 3, 2022
The book’s Twitter page

The links:
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The review in 90 feet or less

It was a joyous occasion when we first came across this project in the Year of our Baseball Existence 2009.

It made the cut as part of our inaugural list of 30 new baseball books to be reviewed — 307 pages with index for Harper Collins, a swell sell at $22.99, taking more than two years to knit together.

Megdal, at that time covering baseball for the New York Observer, may have secured glowing reviews about the book’s importance from industry scribes such as Jeremy Schaap, L. Jon Wertheim and John Eisenberg. But we were more enamored with how Megdal summarized it all himself in the last graph:

“Let this … book ring out in response to the well-known ‘Airplane!’ gag about Jewish athletes. In baseball alone, there are more than just a pamphlet. I encourage you, should anyone make that joke to you — throw this book at them. And I don’t mean rhetorically. Actually throw this book at them and say, ‘Does this feel like a pamphlet? Well? Does it?’”

Not then, and not now.

Note the book has increased in size, dropped the index, found a new publisher, procured a snappy new forward by Jason Stark (to augment more quippy endorsements from Schaap, Eisenberg and Wertheim), all there for the low, low price of $28 — at a time when too many things of value go up exponentially to keep up with inflation.

Make no inflated mistake in how Stark, the former ESPN reporter and now senior baseball writer at The Athletic who in 2019 was given the Baseball Hall of Fame’s BBWAA Career Excellence Award, admits that this “one of the most important baseball books ever written – it’s one I’ll keep handy on a shelf near me every day of the year.”

Stark’s point was driven home by a cool thing that happened in the 2021 World Series: In the second inning of the sixth and final game, Max Fried pitched to Alex Bregman, who flew out to Joc Pederson. It was the first time three Jewish players were on the field for a World Series game at the same time — and now were involved in the same play. (The Astros also had a Jewish backup catcher, Garrett Stubbs, who didn’t get into the series, but he adds to the history).

(One more thing we found as astounding in the 2020 World Series, when the Dodgers were facing Tampa Bay in Texas: The Rays had last-minute roster addition — a left-handed reliever named Ryan Sherriff. Both his material grandparents were Holocaust survivors. Jewish fans (and those with a sense of history) were anticipating a time when Sherriff might be brought in as a specialist to face the Dodgers’ Pederson. It didn’t happen. But it could/should have, so those of us paying attention.)

Before we get into the frolic and perhaps frivolity of what’s at stake here, it is poignant to note how Megdal, whose calling card now focuses on his founding of The IX: Your Curated Guide to Women’s Sports as well as The Next @ The IX that highlights women’s basketball, writes in his introduction why we should have a better understanding how this project brings some added value and renewed importance. Consider the rise in hate crimes against Jews. Community centers under bomb threats. Insane, incited things elected representatives are allowed to say and do these days:

This is an America where some figures on the left, preaching intersectionality, always manage to leave Jews out of the equation. This is not an accident. We hear those comparisons. We hear the silence. These people mean to write us out of the American story. This is the American Jewish conversation in the summer of 2021 at socially distanced barbecues and family dinners. … This is most definitely not the book that grapples with such disturbing, sinister trends. This is where we go to escape from it, to revel in what the Jewish people have accomplished, and to celebrate what achievements lay ahead. What makes baseball such a perfect emotional haven for us all is the sheer size and complexity of it. That we could engage with the game, even as we all navigated the early unknowns of COVID-19, speaks to the ways baseball can fill our lives even during periods when most other aspects of life are shut down. But the reason it matters so much to us as Jews is the extent to which baseball itself is an extension of America writ large.”

There are far more things to honor, Megdal points out — the emergence of Jewish leaders like Justine Siegal, creator of Baseball For All (see above), creating a pipeline for women to play the game. Two Orthodox Jews taken in the 2021 MLB Draft (Jacob Steinmetz and Elie Kligman. The emergence of Team Israel in the Olympics.

Megdal then concludes, perhaps referencing his own “throw this book at them” line from years earlier:

“Celebrating Jewish excellence in baseball is not a difficult thing to do despite all the jokes through the years. It is, at its heard, a supremely Jewish thing to do, too: Finding joy in the argument, in the discussion of statistical evidence and sense memory and arcane topics, in cultural pride. It’s a recognition that one of us did something that made our group proud and a larger group, us among them, collectively cheer.”

Here’s a mensch who doesn’t mince words. Hear, hear.

But don’t think that trivializes the next 300-some pages trivial.

Just the opposite.

== Explain how Hank Greenberg remains the greatest Jewish major leaguer in history instead of Sandy Koufax – who just got a statue in his honor at Dodger Stadium? C’mon, the gap has to be closing at some point with all the numbers crunched and re-crunched these days. (Spoiler alert: Nope).

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Day 23 of 2022 baseball books: Now that we’re all caught up on the fiction side …

“The Catch: A Novel”

The author:
Alison Fairbrother

The publishing info:
Random House
288 pages
$27
Released June 21, 2022

The links:
The publishers website
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The review in 90 feet or less

Given a chance to pick up a title that, by those who do such things, categorize it as both literary fiction as well as women’s fiction, we know this to be fact: We don’t often get the pleasure to read enough fiction. Especially baseball-related fiction. Maybe one title jumps out per season.

When something comes flying toward us, we take a most direct path to flag it down.


The New York Times gives this one some fair ground, we’re caught up in the synopsis:

Writers have forever used objects as a tool by which to tell their stories — Hawthorne’s letter, Maupassant’s necklace, Hammett’s falcon. … The literary object, at its most effective, is a powerful revealer of character — telling us about the people who possess it and those who covet it; those who are drawn to it and those who are repelled by it; those who deem it meaningless and those who endow it with outsize importance. In Alison Fairbrother’s warm and funny debut novel, “The Catch,” the revelatory tools are a baseball and a tie rack. … The importance of the baseball is linked to James’s most famous poem, ‘The Catch.’ And in both the poem and the novel, the title’s meaning mutates as the truth about the baseball, and therefore her father, continues to unfold.”

You had us at baseball. And for some reason, something called a “lucky baseball.”

Where do we go from here? The main character, Ellie, has a 10-year-old step brother named Van who wears at Orioles cap and loves to “pour over our father’s baseball magazines.” The father, James, loved to gather his family around the holiday table (celebrating Thanksgiving in the summer when he had custody) and emotionally recite Lou Gehrig’s famous speech (with modified echo): “Today, I consider myself, the luckiest man on the face of the earth.”

And then we get to see the famous poem he wrote, “The Catch,” recited by the daughter at his funeral, which goes:

but,
if time could kneel, as a catcher
shifts to his knees when the pitch is wild
For the summer we played in ruffled green grass,
or indoors if the sky shivered with rain,
Tossing the ball from end to end
in dusty store aisles.
Would the solid walls still echo with the hollow
slaps of our hands to leather mitts,
Or would I leave you there
your arms outstretched
as if to receive me.


Pause to ponder … Cool poem, eh?

The author, we’re also told — she actually wrote this poem as something include in the fiction work, right? — is an associate editor at Riverhead Books, an imprint of Penguin Random House (which publishes Meg Wolitzer, Elizabeth Gilbert and Brit Bennett), worked as a journalist in Washington, D.C., before getting her MFA at Stony Brook University. She lives in Brooklyn.

In her acknowledgements, she also mentions her late father’s name is James.

If that sounds familiar, it’s because the lead character is a journalist in Washington, D.C., and her deceased father is named James.

Write what you know? Who knows, maybe so.

There is a payoff in the end … but …

Now you’re all caught up.

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Day 22 of 2022 baseball books: Oh, now you’re just a Sho-off

“Sho-Time: The Inside Story of Shohei Ohtani and the Greatest Baseball Season Ever Played”

The author:
Jeff Fletcher

The publishing info:
Diversion Books
256 pages
$27.99
To be released July 12, 2022

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The review in 90 feet or less

What does The Greatest Shoman do for an encore?

Just a lot of the same hard-to-get-your-head-around-it stuff.

For what it’s worth, we’re 44.444 percent into Shohei Ohtani’s 2022 season. In just the last two games, we’ve been told again — warned, actually — that what we’re watching is nearly unimaginable on a Major League Baseball diamond. We still have a hard time believing it.

A night after a career-high eight RBIs, including the second of two three-run homers in the ninth sending the game into extra innings, Ohtani throws eight shutout innings and posts a career best 13 strikeouts, ending another Angels’ losing streak. After the first two Royals hitters connect on singles, Ohtani strikes out two of the next three and doesn’t allow a hit the rest of the way, with just one walk. He retires 16 in a row at one point and the last seven batters he faces, at one time touching 100 mph in the seventh inning. In the process, he’s the first since Babe Ruth to record 100 career home runs at the plate and 300 strikeouts on the mound.

In between those games, there’s ESPN’s Olney on the air during a chat show warning that the Angels face a “looming crisis” ahead of Ohtani’s free agency at the end of the 2023 season – and the New York Mets with their GM Billy Eppler, who helped orchestrate Ohtani’s landing in Anaheim when he worked there, could be a favorite landing spot.

Let’s not panic or anything.

So already this season, we enjoyed this a story last May from The Athletic about how “One Moment at Fenway Perfectly Captured the Shohei Ohtani Experience,” most notably how he went out to the mound one inning to pitch against the Red Sox and forgot he still had his batting gloves in his back pocket. That was the game he struck out 11 with no walks in seven shutout innings of an eventual 8-0 win — and also hit a line drive so hard to the opposite field that he knocked his own No. 17 number of the pitcher’s slot in the manual scoreboard on the Green Monster. That’s the stuff of “The Natural.”

In early June, we had Ohtani ending the Angels’ franchise record-setting 14-game losing streak almost single-handedly – throwing seven one-run innings against Boston and hitting a well-timed home run to spark a 5-2 win.

Then on June 15, Ohtani, extending his hitting streak to 10 games, ropes a triple down the right field line with one out in the top of the ninth to break up a no-hit bid by the Dodgers’ Tyler Anderson. He then scores one pitch later to end the Dodgers’ shutout bid. It happened on the Dodgers’ Japanese Heritage Night with taiko drummers pounding in the distance. No matter how this publication in India seemed to mangle the translation of the story.

The current issue of Sports Illustrated even devotes six pages to his sense of humor. In “Goofball” (compared to the print edition that refers to it as “Funnyball”) writer Stephanie Apstein explains how that while “Ohtani’s English has improved, he still relies on (translator Ippei”) Mizuhara for nuance. But the language barrier is less imposing than it might seem, and besides, many gags require no interpretation: the weightless ball prank … his laughter — often directed at himself — is childlike and infectious.”

They said the same once upon a time about Fernando Valenzuela.

And this is all pre-2022 All-Star Game at Dodger Stadium. The drum keeps beating for Ohtani. Who wouldn’t just want to shake his hand, after shaking their head?

“I hope you don’t start taking that for granted. Like it’s old hat,” former Angels manager Joe Maddon once said about all this. “It’s just so unusual. It’s otherworldly, on this level of this game.”

Not to worry. We’ve also got 2021 to remind us what’s going on here.

So, once upon a time, Time magazine carried prime-time gravitas in the media world.

When it put Shohei Ohtani on its April 25/May 2, 2022 double issue cover, declaring he is “what baseball needs,” it definitely stood out — like something out of GQ.

Even trying to outdo the British GQ edition that already had him on the cover of its February 2022 issue, calling him “The Dominant Star of Modern Baseball.”

This Time magazine story with the “Sho-Time” screamer on the front also needed Ohtani’s image to carry the back end.

Inside the back cover, there is a full page glossy ad with Ohtani, in generic baseball apparel, promoting another aspect of his abilities. He hits, pitches and “trades .. he does it all” on the “official crypto exchange partner of MLB.”

Ohtani is currency these days. In dollars, yen, tickets, ratings, and whatever other stuff people are just making up.

It all makes dollars and sense based on what happened in The Year of Ohtani 2021. He performed as if he was as easy as playing in a video game. And he just continues to baffle and bedazzle.

The 2021 American League MVP, the Commissioner’s Historic Achievement Award, the MLB Players Association Player of the Year honor, a Sliver Slugger award, and participating in the All-Star game as the starting pitcher and lead-off hitter a day after nearly winning the Home Run Hitting Contest are just among the things allowed to be placed on the display shelf at this point.

Here’s a book to go with it.

Jeff Fletcher, who has been covering the Angels for the Southern California News Group the last 10 years and on the MLB beat since ‘97, had already started to write an Ohtani tome in 2018. But things derailed when Ohtani’s UCL issues flared up and his already brief MLB career could have been doomed. It was wait-and-see from there.

(Smart move. For what it’s worth: In November of 2018, Sports Publishing LLC tried to crank out a half-baked composite Ohtani bio, a skimpy 140 pages from previous reporters work. We weren’t that into the hype of it with our April, 2019 review.)

But after what Ohtani did a season ago, the project begged to be revived, and not just as a rehash mashup.

“My goal was to go beyond a surface-level description of what he did in that amazing season, providing the context that explained it,” Fletcher writes about why he pitched it all again.

To everyone’s benefit, he does that and then some.

If Chapters 10-through-15 ultimately provide all the nitty and gritty of that 2021 season — from spring training, the first half, the All-Star Game, the second half team collapse and the assessment of experts about what just happened — it’s the necessary chapters one through nine that thankfully take all this from its beginnings to where it all makes a lot more impact.

That’s all the important stuff of Ohtani’s time playing in Japan, the negotiations to get him with the Angels, his arrival and first spring training in ’18, a couple of surgery issues with his arm and knee, the challenges of ’19 and ’20 (including the death of his locker room neighbor Tyler Skaggs, who shared the same agent, Nez Balelo), and the successful rebuilding of his workouts and regime through the advanced technology available at the Driveline Baseball organization.

We also get an historical sense of what other Japanese players did in American in previous careers amidst overhyping, which made Ohtani “the most fiercely pursued player to come on the international market in the history of baseball,” Fletcher writes.

The season before Ohtani’s ’21 breakout comes as he was more in tune with his body, what needed to be done, and about 100 years after “Babe Ruth stepped into former boxer Artie McGovern’s gym to get in shape with sprints and medicine ball throws and more, a concept that was just as cutting-edge at the time,” Fletcher reminds us.

He also notes that the Angels “treated him like a fragile artifact for most of his first three seasons in the big leagues, and you couldn’t blame them … Even when Babe Ruth did it in 1918 and 1919 he said the physical demands were too great” as he transitioned from pitching to hitting. “Ohtani by contract came to the majors specifically to be a two-way layer and it was up to the Angels to ensure that he could handle the workload.”

If not now, then when?

Also keep in mind, in the less-than five full seasons, Ohtani has already had four managers and two general managers, so the disappointments he had in the two seasons prior landing on blackjack in ’21 can’t be discounted.

Those previous two seasons, Ohtani once said, were what he described as nasakenai, which translates to, among other things, “pathetic.”

Now, it’s the fourth game of the regular season, at Angel Stadium, with only 13,000-plus in attendance because of COVID restrictions, the Angels faced the Chicago White Sox in ESPN’s first prime time Sunday Night contest.

Within the first 15 minutes of the game, the 26-year-old Ohtani touched 100 mph on the speed gun from the mound and hit a ball 115 mph for a home run at the plate (that traveled some 450 miles). It was also the first time he pitched and hit in the same game.

“No one else in the big leagues accomplished both those milestones in the season,” Fletcher notes, also pointing out that only six percent of pitchers have reached 100 mph in ’21, and only five percent of hitters produced contact of 115.2 mph.

This, after Ohtani gave up seven runs in 2 1/3 innings with five walks in his final exhibition tune-up against the Dodgers a week earlier.

“Let’s stay out of his way, let him play baseball and see what happens,” said Maddon, whose job this season couldn’t even be saved by what Ohtani has been doing.

Non-spoiler alert: Even if the reader knows what happens next, next, next – the Angels suddenly have no room for Albert Pujols, the “reverse double-switch” game Ohtani played some right field after he was done pitching so he could stay in the lineup, a go-head homer with two out in the ninth at Boston in May, the whole Colorado All-Star game break-out moment – the content feels fresh and important.

Such as a reference to how baseball researcher Eric Fridén tracks a stat he called “reserve power,” which measures the way a pitcher’s velocity increased with the pressure of the situation. Ohtani’s average fastball in 2021 increased from 95.3 mph with no runners in scoring position to 96.8 mph with runners in scoring position. Fridén said he had been tracking the statistic since 2008, and by his measure Ohtani’s reserve power over the course of the 2021 season was surpassed by only future Hall of Famer Justin Verlander and reliever Andrew Miller. Miller had done it just once, and Verlander had done it for seven seasons.

And then there are the fans …

Kaoru Iwase and her husband, Tomoyuki, show off their Ohtani memorabilia collection. From a Nov., 2021 New York Times story on Ohtani’s MVP Award.

How it goes in the scorebook

Ohtani homered (Upton scored): 2 R, 2 H. Royals 0, Angels 2.

That is from June 8, 2021 — my 60th birthday – when I decided that COVID messiness or not, I wanted to go to Angel Stadium to see Ohtani play. He wasn’t pitching, but was the DH and would be batting second.

Just listen to the sound of the ball hitting the bat in his first-inning plate appearance:

On page 176, it is duly noted:

“The Angels faced the Kansas City Royals and former top prospect Kris Bubic … In the first inning, the twenty-three-year-old lefthander threw Ohtani a 2-and-2 changeup that ended up over the heart of the plate. Ohtani blasted it 470 feet — the longest homer of his career. The ball landed in the seats just a few feet from the fence alongside the green batter’s eye.

“ ‘That’s the farthest ball I think I’ve seen hit here,’ said Maddon, who had spent twelve years as a major league coach or manager with the Angels. ‘I’ve never seen one hit there before’.”

Nor had we.

We sent a text to Mark Gubicza in the Angels’ broadcast booth, and he texted back the same sentiments — which he said live on the team’s broadcast. And we recall seeing some majestic Reggie Jackson blasts in that facility, as well as one that Barry Bonds seemed to hit into no-where during Game 1 of the 2002 World Series.

We had seats on the top deck nearly behind home plate. It was like someone teeing up a golf ball and launching it toward the 57 Freeway, aiming at the Honda Center. The height was as impressive as the distance.

The official statistics of 2021 recorded that Ohtani hit 46 home runs (third-most in the MLB), had a .257 average (above the league average of .245), a .592 slugging percentage and .965 OPS (fifth in the majors). As a pitcher, he was 9-2 record, 3.18 ERA and 157 strikeouts in 130 1/3 innings. His WAR numbers — 4.1 pitching, seventh in the AL, plus 4.9 hitting — added to a 9.0, more than one better than the 7.8 by runner up and pitcher Zack Wheeler.

In Tokyo, a man reads an extra edition of a newspaper reporting Shohei Ohtani winning the AL MVP on Nov. 19, 2021 (Issei Kato/Reuters)

Along with touching on how tourism jumped in Anaheim with Ohtani’s arrival and all the other domino effects of his success, one of the elements that could have been perhaps covered with more detail is how the ’21 season played out with Ohtani in the media – a platform that couldn’t always get a handle on the best ways to frame him.

There was plenty of misplaced attention given to ESPN’s Stephen A. Smith mangling hot take about why Ohtani, on the eve of the All Star Game, might be bad for the game instead of good because he didn’t speak English in the media. As senior media writer Tom Jones said for Poynter.com: “He came off as the guy telling foreign players to ‘speak English’ if they wanted to be accepted and truly represent a sports league in the U.S. And that is simply unacceptable.”

Ohtani was also included in Time magazine’s 2021 100 Most Influential People issue. In October 2021 print issue Sports Illustrated had him on its cover with a piece by Tom Verducci (written in July) that read: “He’s Not the New Babe Ruth. He’s More Amazing Than That.”

The media was also more proactive in comparing Ohtani beyond Ruth — going as far as a FiveThirtyEight.com piece that shines a light on the exploits of the Negro League’s Bullet Rogan.

If any of this is mentioned, we must have missed it, but it provides another layer of where people are getting their most pertinent information and framing opinions.

All in all, among the media types who provide back cover blurbs to help give this book some juice — quick hits by the likes of the New York Times’ Tyler Kepner, The Athletic’s Ken Rosenthal and Jason Stark, ESPN’s Buster Olney and MLB Network and Angels broadcaster Matt Vasgersian — the one that rings most true with us is from Gubizca:

I thought I knew everything about Shohei Ohtani because I had seen all of his games and interviewed him for the first time in Tempe in 2018, but I didn’t quite know the extent of everything he did to redesign himself on the physical and mental side until after I read (this book). I really appreciated learning about Ohtani’s dedication to be the best, starting from his days in Japan. I realized how much it took for him to get to this point, to have the best year in baseball history.

You can look it up: More to ponder

== A book excerpt from Baseball America here.

== Fletcher does a Q&A here:

== For collectors: How the book looks promoted on Amazon Japan:

== Last January, a quick 32-page paperback on Ohtani as part of a sports bio project came out (Lerner Publications, $9.99) to attract the 7-to-11 age reader (second-to-fifth grade).

== A March, 2022 story in the SoCal News Group by Fletcher: “How Shohei Ohtani turns baseball into child’s play” includes excerpts from the book.

== A May 15, 2022 look at all 100 of Ohtani’s home runs to date, sped up as time goes by: