Bolt and Biles, Phelps and Federer

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Bolt and Biles, Phelps and Federer

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On the Casual Use of the Phrase "Greatest Ever"

My dad was out visiting a few weeks back and he and I share a deep love of a few things: the Simpsons, the Yankees, and literature. Our conversations, when they aren't rollicking laugh-filled Simpson quote-tennis or State of the Yankee time-spenders, tend to meander to "Have you heard of this writer?" or "Do you prefer Gould's Book of Fish or Narrow Road to the Deep North?"

He was out to see our Long Beezy place and meet the Boy.

Anyway, one of our conversations started with him saying an awesome and blasphemous-for-baseball-fans sentence, one that fully got my attention: "I would need to see a pretty serious argument that Derek Jeter isn't the greatest shortstop ever."

Say wha?? Okay, I'm listening: "Okay, so, I get the complaints about defense," he says, "but the defects late in his career weren't so bad, and were, frankly, blown out of proportion. They didn't lose a bunch of games because of his defense. And early in his career, his range never gets the credit it was due."

Okay, I was thinking. Sure. I grew up with Jeter and love hearing anyone, even an inveterate Yankee homer, make a case for Jeet as Best Shortstop Ever. "And Honus, well, what can you say? Besides he mostly played before World War I against only white players who chain smoked cigarettes and worked in warehouses during the off-season. Honus was weight training to stay in shape and these palookas would be on the docks."

That's true. Honus Wagner's performance is so much better than his competition that it is the personification of "outlier." This begs the question: How much of that can be chalked up to his highly strict diet and nutrition, his ahead-of-his-time weight-training in the off-season, and the lack of black and Latin competition?

I have no doubt that Honus Wagner would be a Hall of Famer today, but would his numbers be as many standard deviations ahead of his competition?

My dad and I have been having an ongoing conversation about Jeter versus Cal Ripken Jr for the last few years, and have settled on the following position: Ripken is ahead in HR and RBI and that's it. Jeter is ahead everywhere else.

So my dad's point was really Jeter vs Wagner and Jeter vs Ripken. Having already settled the Jeet vs Ripken debate for ourselves, he'd focused on Wagner. "There aren't any tapes or stats to show Honus' range, or anything about his defense. And how many rings did he win in Louisville or Pittsburgh? Just 1, in his age 35 season."

I looked it up. He had a pretty good year. Led the league with .339 average in 137 games. It was his first championship.

In 2009, Derek Jeter's age 35 season, he too won a championship, only this was his fifth, in a season when he had 212 hits in 153 games with an average of .334.

In what is one of the most important positions in the game of baseball (shortstop), the premier team for visibility had a shortstop who spent 20 seasons in the spotlight, created zero controversies, led the team to five World Series victories, and ended up 6th all-time with 3465 career hits (45 more than Honus' 3420 total).

Why not just recognize him as the best ever?

And that got me thinking about the current times and talks about the Best Ever.

Either we live in a wondrous time, a golden era if you will, for witnessing some of the most amazing feats ever by athletes, or...or...drugs?

Usain Bolt has overtaken the mantle of World's Most Historically Important Jamaican from Bob Marley, or at least that conversation has started, which blows the mind. 

Usain's Olympic line: games in 2008, 2012, and 2016: 9 events---9 gold medals; and world records in all three separate events, the 100m, the 200m, and the 4x100m relay.

Moving on to gymnastics in both men and women, at this Olympics we have been inundated with "Best Gymnist Ever" talk, with American Simone Biles representing the ladies and Japanese Kohei Uchimura representing the fellas.

At first I thought, Best ever? Really? And then after watching both I thought, Okay, that could be the best ever. 

Phelps...Michael Phelps is a pot-smoking dolphin hybrid. Katy Ledecky is a phenom and on the verge of being considered the next Greatest Swimmer Ever.

How about Roger Federer? Federer is finishing up his career (over the next decade), and has pretty much cemented his legacy as "Best Tennis Player Ever", but Serena Williams may have a word about that.

Mike Trout playing center field down in Anaheim? We live in a world where we get to see Mike Trout play baseball all the time? Tom Brady behind center in Foxboro?

Too bad Tiger Woods melted down so badly over the last seven years...

Will anyone ever be as fast as Usain Bolt? Will anyone ever win as many Olympic gold medals as Mike Phelps? Will anyone ever be better at tennis than Roger or Serena? Is there another set of Simone and Kohei out there? Could Mike Trout be the best ballplayer ever? Is Tom Brady better than everyone at QB?

Weren't we saying the exact same thing about Lance Armstrong?

To answer: no; no; maybe in 50 years; doubtful; sure; likely; we sure were.

We live in an era when either the use of Best Ever is either casually thrown around because of lack of memory, or because it is warranted. 

Back to Jeter and a few of my own thoughts: how many key playoff games were lost because of a Jeter error? ZERO. And if there had been one, us fans would all have the same reaction: bummer. We'll get them next time. How many other players have been a part of so many memorable plays in a storied career? The Maier homer, the Flip Play against Ryan's A's, the walk-off in his last Bronx at-bat...

I'm also working on a Bolt centered piece. After long conversations back in 2008 with my Jamaican coworker (and now executive chef of the restaurant where we both worked) Denton, Usain Bolt became an athletic hero of mine (an for large swaths of the world) and I've gleefully watched him kick ass since then.

And, for what it's worth, both my father and I feel that Narrow Road to the Deep North could be the more accomplished novel, but we both prefer Gould's Book of Fish.

Opening Ceremonies are Weird

We caught a few minutes of the Rio 2016 Olympic games opening ceremony the other night. Er, last night.

Not the parts where tense and beautiful athletes take a break from the Olympic Village orgies just to walk en masse behind national flags into the stadium---that part I find rather boring.

We saw part of the ceremony itself; the pageantry and show---the "This is the heart of [insert country's name here]."

Cut to commercial.

These always strike me as mildly interesting: they have to be visibly interesting for the ninety-thousand or so people in the host stadium while also being visibly interesting to the television audience.

But they end up being pretty weird.

Also, we only watched for as long as it took NBC to stop TWICE for commercial breaks, which was about six minutes. Thanks NBC.

Cut to commercial.

The part we saw had a set of indigenous characters slowly dancing with the ropes from the raised-floor-line. I joked that it was nice to see so many butts, since they all wore indigenous thong-like outfits.

Corrie responded that she was pretty sure that the official uniform of Brazil is the thong.

Cut to commercial.

Yankees Embrace "R" Word

All throughout the years we lived in New York (like when this blog was created), my Yankees team---stocked with future-Hall of Famers like Derek Jeter and Mariano Rivera---was always striving for the World Series, and we Yankee fans became unrealistic in our demands year after year.

Steinbrenner, the Boss, needed to win, as did Bernie and Paulie and Tino and Mo and Jeet. We rarely even had "bad" years. If we squeaked into the playoffs as the Wild Card, it was, eh, okay.

This is how spoiled we were: from Derek Jeter's first year as a regular in 1996---when I was in high school---until 2014, when Jeter retired, the Yankees missed the playoffs twice.

The "R" word about which I mention in the title of this post is "rebuild".

For most of my adult life, the Yankees have never even acknowledged that the word "rebuild" existed. The Yankees didn't rebuild. They re-upped. The Mets rebuilt. The Blue Jays rebuilt. The Pirates and Royals seemed to be in a constant state of rebuilding.

But not the Yankees. Hell, even our arch nemesis, the Red Sox, didn't really rebuild as much as restock. While the Knicks have been a mess for over a decade now, they're more of a joke. The Jets and Giants have more leeway to "retool", mostly, in the Giants case because they won two Super Bowls with their current QB, (and for the Jets it's because, well, they're the Jets), but the saying was always NEW YORK TEAMS CANNOT REBUILD.

Unless they're the Mets.

But the Yankees? They weren't an ahead-of-the-curve team like the A's or Rays, able to contend because of their personnel smarts. They made the most money, and used it to get any player they wanted.

Until that plan stopped working.

And even then they were able to contend.

This year they have been mediocre at best--nice pitching but not so nice hitting, leading to a .500 winning percentage.

This year, at the trade-deadline, for the first time I can ever remember, they were bonafide sellers, and their general manager, Brian Cashman, proved he can kick ass at that as well.

He turned their three best players (one of which was a fire-balling, wife-beating Cubano) into 11(!) prospects, many of which project to be excellent. He also traded a couple of other guys for some other pieces, but the important part was the haul for Chapman, Miller and Beltran.

The Yankees, in my modern memory, have always sent their prospects away for the Available Big Game Player---but not this year. Their farm system, usually shite but happily mediocre this year, has vaulted into the top three in the league--if not claiming the top spot.

Lookout folks, the Yankees may have just created a juggernaut four years down the road, and they did it with kids, natural-like.