There have been
Dodgers fans in my Brooklyn born and raised family since 1910 when the team was
also called the Brooklyn Superbas and played at Washington Park #2. My
grandfather grew up three blocks from the old Eastern Park in Brownsville. We
have been through the highs and lows of being Dodger fans, including of course
the lows of the shot heard around the world and the fateful move to Los Angeles.
(Obviously, Roy Campanella’s tragic accident is a whole different subject, not merely
a baseball matter.)
To my mind, pulling
a pitcher as he enters the 8th inning of a perfect game ranks up
there with the baseball lows. Professional baseball, like any professional
sport, is ultimately an entertainment enterprise. No, it’s not all about winning. It's about
all the things that get fans to pay $100 for a ticket. Winning championships attracts
fans, but so do beloved players like Gil Hodges, sympathetic figures like Ralph
Branca (a three-time all-star who is known for giving up a home run), a manager
who spent 7 decades with the team and said he bled Dodger blue, heroic figures
like Jackie Robinson and Pee Wee Reese (and others) for supporting him, Hall of
Famers like Snider, Reese, Sutton, and Drysdale (and Hodges and Robinson), Koufax
and Campanella, the guy behind Fernandomania, and the announcers’ announcers
Vin Scully and Red Barber. All of that stuff makes us come to games, buy caps
and posters, and subscriptions for watching the games remotely. All of that
stuff makes us Dodger fans. If sports were only about winning, it would be a
frustrating enterprise since even the Yankees didn’t win most years.
Equally
important are big moments like Kirk Gibson hobbling around the bases after his
home run, Shawn Green hitting that fourth homer in one game, and Jackie
Robinson stealing home which Yogi Berra complained about for fifty years. See
all the things I named that are not championships? All that stuff keeps us as
Dodger fans. All of them are as important as championships in giving a team
character.
The organization
has to remember the big picture of fandom and baseball. I don’t know what
happened here specifically, but I can tell you that whoever made the decision
to pull Kershaw doesn’t understand baseball the way many of the fans do. Fans of
all teams still feel pain when remembering how umpire Jim Joyce took away Armando
Galarraga’s perfect game with a bad call. Joyce is a baseball man, so he felt
really bad about it. Once he saw the tape, he realized his mistake. It was an
innocent mistake. We live with it. It is part of baseball. We still talk about
it.
This incident
was not an innocent mistake. Seems to me that it may have been the result of the
corporatization of baseball, reducing it to formulas and robbing it of its
soul. I say that you should have let the man pitch despite all the concerns.
Baseball
already suffers from its slow pace in an era of frenetic activity. You need
excitement and there’s nothing more exciting than a perfect game. I would say
that in all of sports the perfect game is the most spectacular of achievements.
Think of the all-time greats that never had one: Christy Mathewson, Walter
Johnson, Lefty Grove, Whitey Ford, Tom Seaver, Bob Gibson, Greg Maddux, Nolan
Ryan, Pedro Martinez. We haven’t had one in a decade. There have been 23 in all
of baseball history out of over 220,000 games played. I imagine that you have
been reminded of that a few times recently.
Seven innings.
No hits, no walks, no hits-by-pitch, no errors. I can’t wait for the eighth.
Uh oh. What’s
going on here? No. They aren’t. They wouldn’t. They couldn’t.
They did.
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