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Stan Musial has passed away. All of us native St. Louisans will miss him. It's hard to believe how many years ago it was when I first saw him play baseball.
His last 10 years playing nobody ever questioned whether he'd be in the Hall of Fame, any more than anyone questioned whether Ted Williams would be or Mickey Mantle or Hank Aaron or Willie Mays. Nobody worried about doping, lockouts, or million dollar salaries. Nobody said any of those guys were perfect, but they really didn't have to be. Being really, really good at what they did was good enough.
Stan's approach to the game was pretty simple. When a young black rookie named Curt Flood asked him for any tips on hitting, Stan told him, 'I wait for a strike and then I knock the shit out of it.' Not the most detailed of advice, but not the worst either. ;o)
His last 10 years playing nobody ever questioned whether he'd be in the Hall of Fame, any more than anyone questioned whether Ted Williams would be or Mickey Mantle or Hank Aaron or Willie Mays. Nobody worried about doping, lockouts, or million dollar salaries. Nobody said any of those guys were perfect, but they really didn't have to be. Being really, really good at what they did was good enough.
Stan's approach to the game was pretty simple. When a young black rookie named Curt Flood asked him for any tips on hitting, Stan told him, 'I wait for a strike and then I knock the shit out of it.' Not the most detailed of advice, but not the worst either. ;o)