There was a consensus that developed that I needed to take a lap. During the lap, the crowd roared and thousands stretched to get a high-five from a Baltimore and baseball icon. The baseball game is official now. Ripken took the streak to 2, games before willingly laying it to rest by asking to sit out the final home game of the season.
Along the way, he battled all sorts of aches and bruises, including a twisted knee from a on-the-field brawl and an agonizingly bothersome herniated disc. His feat is met mostly with respect, astonishment and admiration. You wanted to play today and the manager chooses you and you play. Whether he was slumping or tired or fed up with losing, Ripken showed up every day with the desire to play shortstop or third base and get his four trips to the plate. It was more about being there for the team.
There were some intense moments where it felt like you were criticized for wanting to play, which seems weird to me. Your email address will not be published. Save my name, email, and website in this browser for the next time I comment. Crime, trial, verdict, and punishment were there for all to see. The steroid scandal was about furtive injections in the dark recesses of the clubhouse, and then getting caught by urinalysis.
The yuck factor was higher, reflecting a sound moral intuition about the higher gravity of the offense. Anyway, this is supposed to be a column about Cal Ripken, not about steroids. Cal, as everyone in the State of Maryland calls him, was the son of a lifelong baseball man whom Dr. The Luckies are not filtered and the Schlitz is not light. The corruptions of baseball in are not just or perhaps even primarily chemical. How many times have you seen a bunt properly laid down in recent years?
Or a hit-and-run smoothly executed? How often have you watched a multi-million-dollar-per-year player forget how many outs there were in the inning?
Or fail to run out a ground ball? Money — lots of it, showered on people too young to know how to handle it — has something to do with this. Cal Ripken, Jr. But no matter how mired in a sometimes-self-perpetuated slump he was, you always sensed his respect for the game, his determination to live the work ethic his father had taught him, and the intensity of his competitive spirit. A power-hitting fielder of genius, he redefined the position of shortstop; but he was essentially a throwback who exemplified the cardinal virtue of fortitude.
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