The Flying Dutchman

By the time of this (colorized) film in 1933, 59 year old Honus Wagner was no longer The Flying Dutchman of major league baseball, the dominant National League ballplayer of the first two decades of the 20th century.

I'd never seen this until a couple of days ago, and never heard Honus speak before.  He's old, slower, and heavier, but watch him whip a throw to second, and the power and quickness he shows connecting with a pitch.

The nickname reminds me of the poignant lyrics of Rockin' Chair by The Band;

Hear the sound, Willie boy,
The Flyin' Dutchman's on the reef
It's my belief
We've used up all our time,
This hill's to steep to climb,
And the days that remain ain't worth a dime

Oh, to be home again,
Down in old Virginny,
With my very best friend,
They call him Ragtime Willie
Would'a been nice just to see the folks,
Listen once again to them stale old jokes,
That big rockin' chair won't go nowhere