Cause you know how time fades, time fades away
You know how time fades away
- Neil Young, Time Fades Away
Bill James recently responded to two questions on the "Hey Bill" section of Bill James Online (and you really should spend $3 a month for access to everything on his site), that touch on issues we've often discussed, (1) how memory and the passing of time impacts our evaluation of people and events and (2) how changing standards impact our evaluation. While Bill is answering questions specific to baseball, his responses, as they often do, apply much more broadly to how we think about and discuss history.
The first question was why the Baseball Writers Association rejected electing Johnny Mize and Jim Bunning to the Hall of Fame, though both were eventually selected by the Veteran's Committee; Mize in 1981 and Bunning in 1996. Mize and Bunning's careers were not long ago, the former from 1936 to 1953, the latter from 1955 to 1971. James' response is they were not elected early because they did not meet the HOF standards of the time, though by today's baseball analytical standards they are clearly qualified.
But the essential point here is that the way of evaluating players in that era was COMPLETELY different. It was entirely about meeting standards--a process that worked 80% of the time, but failed in some cases. The questions of "How many games did he win for his team?" or "How much better was he than an average player?" or "How much better was he than a replacement player" or "What was his effective winning percentage?" . ... those type of questions absolutely were never asked. They were zero percent of the process. There was no understanding that you COULD evaluate players in that way, and there was no one calculating how players would rank if you DID evaluate them that way. It couldn't be done; the background research had not been done to make it possible to do that.Prejudice against Mize based on personal factors didn't have anything at all to do Mize not being elected. What it was, rather, is that the entire process by which we now evaluate players, and by which we now recognize Mize to have been a great player, simply did not exist at the time that he was on the ballot, and he was not recognized as a great player. He was thought of as being the way we think now about Carlos Delgado or Mark Teixeira or Tino Martinez or Mike Sweeney or Ryan Howard or Adrian Gonzalez--and don't get me wrong; some of those guys may deserve Hall of Fame selection, too, when all the dust settles, but he was thought of the way that we think of those players.Bunning is essentially the same; he is not an obvious Hall of Famer in terms of meeting the traditional standards by which players were evalauted before sabermetrics. The number one identifier of greatness for a starting pitcher before sabermetrics was winning 20 games. The number of 20-win seasons by a pitcher is a very, very, VERY good predictor of Hall of Fame selection before 1980, and somewhat after. Bob Lemon is in the Hall of Fame because he won 20 games 7 times--period. Catfish is in the Hall of Fame because, in addition to some other selling points, he won 20 games five straight times. That's all it is; there isn't anything more complicated than that.
Well. . .I think it misses something. Rose was unique. There is no other Pete Rose. He not only hustled, he made a great SHOW out of hustling. He RAN to the batter's box, running all out, as hard as he could run in that 60-foot sprint between the on-deck circle and the batter's box. He RAN to first base when he walked--HARD. Top speed. He ran to the dugout at the end of the inning; he ran to his position at the start of the inning.There were other elements to his uniqueness. He had a philosophy of competitiveness that he talked about and tried to share with others. I remember one thing he said, "My Dad gets angry when a football player calls for a fair catch." He charged into Ray Fosse full speed BECAUSE YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO DO THAT.He came to represent a set of values, a set of expectations, and he was, before his fall, very widely admired because of that. It's impossible to explain to a younger reader, because the reference points have disappeared. It's like this story. William F. Buckley once organized a huge treasure hunt game for his children, in which he took the family's silverware and much of their china and buried it on the family's island property, I think on Martha's Vinyard but it may have been some other Island. He did that one weekend, planning the Treasure Hunt for the next weekend, but that week a hurricane moved through, and tore the island apart, throwing around millions of tons of sand and completely re-designing the coast line. They were never able to find the family's silverware and china. Buckley's wife was not pleased.It's like that; there was a hurricane that moved through Rose's life, and all of the reference points to what he had once been were destroyed.Rose was a unique, one-of-a-kind player. Willie Mays was a unique, one-pf-a-kind player. Do they have certain traits in common? Sure. But were they essentially the same? Definitely not. They were both unique. They were much more different than the same.
Bill doesn't actually answer the question asked which focused on getting the most out of your talent and abilities. But what he does reference is how memory changes our perception, particularly if you weren't there at the time. I remember the Pete Rose discussed in the first two paragraphs. If you don't what you are more likely to remember is the gambling scandal and his suspension and a lot of questionable behavior and bad judgment since his banning.
One aspect of Hey Bill I particularly enjoy is that his responses are stream of consciousness. It is evident he does not revise, edit, or spellcheck his responses. You are hearing what is on his mind, even if it is sometimes not directly on point, or wanders off halfway through the response. No matter what he is saying, or how he says it, the responses are always interesting, even when he is in his Jamesian gruff or dismissive mode.
As I get older I see the old guideposts and common references fade away. What I've experienced is no longer the common experience. Historical or cultural references I could make 20 or 30 years ago and expect a broad spectrum of people to recognize have disappeared. The result is my thinking context is fundamentally different from someone a generation or more younger. It's the same process every generation goes through as it ages.
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