The Hall of Fame’s Most Under-Appreciated Players: Part 1
Is it possible that a player in the Baseball Hall of Fame could be considered under-appreciated? Isn’t membership in those hallowed halls evidence enough that a particular player’s legacy has been abundantly lauded?
Yet it is true in baseball, as in other walks of life, that even those honored can be quickly overshadowed by subsequent (or even prior) honorees.
For example, the actor Robert Duvall has won an Oscar, two Emmy’s, and four Golden Globe Awards. Yet his name seldom seems to roll easily off the tongues of people discussing the best actors of the past forty years. On the other hand, Duvall’s contemporary, Robert DeNiro, is ubiquitous on the vast majority of Best Actor lists. Duvall has received critical acclaim, but still seems to be generally under-appreciated.
But enough prologue. Let’s get down to business.
It needs to be stated upfront, of course, that choosing a list of under-appreciated players is in large part an exercise in the subjective. After all, your list will probably look quite different from mine. We all have our biases, and we all choose the statistics most useful to suit our needs.
Having said that, today’s post (the first of six planned posts on this topic) will focus on the first two players in this series who comprise the right side of my infield. Here, then, is the initial installment of my All-Time Hall of Fame Most Under-Appreciated Team:
First Base - Roger Connor: Born in Waterbury, CT in 1857, Connor played his entire 18-year career (but for one season in the ill-fated Player’s League) in the National League. He retired in 1897 at age 39, having amassed an incredible 233 triples (fifth most in history).
Playing primarily for the Trojans, the Giants and the Browns, Connor had more seasons of 100+ runs scored (8), than Lou Brock. He had as many 100 RBI seasons as Mickey Mantle, and his career WAR (80.6) is a bit higher than Ken Griffey, Jr.’s 79.2
Connor’s OPS+ (153) was better than Honus Wagner’s mark of 151. Connor is credited with being the first player to ever hit an out-of-the-park Grand Slam, and the first to hit a home run completely out of the Polo Grounds.
A big man, listed at 6’3″, 220 pounds, Connor both threw and hit left-handed. He could hit for average (.316 career), he could hit for power (led N.L. in home runs in 1890), he could steal a base (7 times he topped 20 steals), and he could play some defense (a solid 6.2 dWAR.)
Perhaps most impressively, Connor’s 138 career home runs remained the M.L.B. record for 23 years after his retirement, until Babe Ruth shattered the mark in 1921.
Roger Connor died in his hometown of Waterbury, CT in January 1931. A victim of the Florida real estate crash of the early 1920′s, Connor and his wife are buried side-by-side in unmarked graves in Waterbury’s St. Josephs’s Cemetery.
Second Base – Joe Gordon: Although there are at least a couple of Yankees who probably don’t deserve to be in the Hall of Fame (Herb Pennock and Phil Rizzuto come to mind), Joe Gordon has long been an under-appreciated player.
Other Yankee second basemen have been more widely known over the decades, players like Tony Lazzeri, Billy Martin, Bobby Richardson, Willie Randolph, and now, Robinson Cano. But, with the possible exception of Cano, no second baseman in Yankee history was better than Joe Gordon.
Gordon was born in Los Angeles in 1915, but his family later moved north to Oregon. Drafted by the Yankees as an amateur free agent, he immediately made an impact in New York, swatting 25 homers and driving in 96 runs for the 1938 Yankees. This incredible team also featured Lou Gehrig, Joe DiMaggio and Bill Dickey.
In 1942, at the age of 27, Gordon won the A.L. MVP award.
Up through 1943, when Joe Gordon was still in his prime (28-years old), he’d already enjoyed six highly productive years with the Yanks. He had averaged 24 homers and 95 RBI per year, and had accumulated 33.3 WAR (about what Cano has generated in his first eight years.)
Then came WWII, or rather, Gordon’s call to duty in a war that was already half over. The War cost Gordon two full years (1944-’45.) In 1946, he got injured in spring training and had a terrible year. He was traded to Cleveland the next season for pitcher Allie Reynolds.
The trade worked out well for both teams. Gordon went on to lead the Tribe to a World Series victory over the Boston Braves in the ’48 World Series. His 32 homers that year remained the A.L. record for a second baseman for 53 years, until 2001.
During Gordon’s tenure with the Yankees, he played in exactly 1,000 games, and he garnered exactly 1,000 hits.
Joe Gordon’s 253 home runs remains the career record by an A.L. second baseman. That is a remarkable total, considering both of his home ball parks did not favor right-handed power hitters, also recalling that he missed a couple of his prime years to war.
Finally, Gordon’s resume is further buttressed by a stellar defensive reputation. His career 22.4 dWAR is better than that of any second baseman in history not named Bill Mazeroski. Gordon’s overall career WAR of 54.0 is better than that of Chase Utley, Jeff Kent, Nellie Fox, Tony Lazzeri and Bobby Doerr, to name but a few other highly productive second basemen.
Joe Gordon died of a heart attack in 1978, age 63. He was inducted into the Hall of Fame 30 years later, in 2009. It shouldn’t have taken that long.
In the next installment of this series, I will take a look at the left side of the infield of my All-Time Under-Appreciated team.
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Soundtrack for Baseball: July, 2012
This is my third offering in a sporadic series in which I mix baseball analysis with some of my favorite music artists. Let’s call this one “The Blues Edition.” (Please ignore any commercials that may appear. For “Full Screen,” click the icon on the lower, right-hand corner of each video.)
The relationship between the analysis and the songs is tenuous at best, but it amuses me nevertheless (as do bright, shiny objects and fire trucks.)
Here were my offerings for April and May (June somehow slipped by me unnoticed.)
The point of these posts is to create a video-blog of the highlights (and low lights) of the baseball season. I’ll leave it to other bloggers to address this season’s stats and stories in a more traditional fashion.
So let’s begin.
Has any PHEENOM ever made such a huge impact in his first full season as Mike Trout has done this season? The list of players who were great right out of the gate, and who went on to have fantastic careers, is not a very long one. That list would include, for example, Ted Williams, Joe DiMaggio, Frank Robinson, Alex Rodriguez and a handful of others.
Add Mike Trout to that list. Sure, it’s true that Trout’s future is yet to be written, but other than the possibility of injury, there is no reason to think that we’re not looking at the next Stan Musial or Mickey Mantle.
All Trout has done so far is hit a league-leading .351 to go along with a circuit-pacing 78 runs scored in just 80 games. Oh, and did I mention he’s also stolen the most bases in the A.L. (35) while being caught an absurdly low 3 times? How about that 180 OPS+, also the best in the junior league.
The fact is, pitchers have to learn to stop “Messin’ with the Kid. Here’s a direct appeal to MLB pitchers from Junior Wells and Buddy Guy, so listen up.
Meanwhile, up in New York, the Yankees have added both age and depth to their first-place team by trading for Seattle’s most famous icon (and, no, I don’t mean Starbucks.)
Ichiro Suzuki has been a fixture in the Mariners outfield since he burst on the Major League scene in 2001.
But after 11 1/2 years in Seattle the former MVP has finally been granted his wish to play for a team that could well find itself in the World Series this year.
Ichiro has accumulated over 2,500 hits in his MLB career along with a career batting average of .322. The ten time All-Star and future Hall of Famer has won 10 Gold Gloves, three Silver Sluggers, and has led the A.L. in hits seven times. He has been a one-of-a-kind player in his generation.
Yet Ichiro is also 38-years old, and clearly isn’t the player he once was. His OPS+ of 82 this season is unimpressive, while his batting average is just .261. Though it’s true he still has some value, it is clear he is no longer able to do “The Things That {he} Used To Do.”
I’ll let the immortal Stevie Ray Vaughan spell it out for you.
I wasn’t sure he could do it again.
I’m talking about the Tigers Uber-Ace, 29-year old Justin Verlander. Last year, he won both the Cy Young award and the MVP award. It was perhaps asking too much for a repeat performance, yet Verlander is not far off last year’s pace.
Granted, Verlander won’t finish this season with a 24-5 record, as he did in 2011. His record currently stands at 11-7, but he has pitched better than that. Verlander leads the A.L. in innings pitched, complete games, and fewest hits surrendered per nine innings. His ERA is just .23 higher than last year. He is second in his league in strikeouts, starts and WHIP, while also leading the league in WAR for pitchers.
Verlander is a polished pitcher with a solid arsenal, but his bread and butter pitch is an old-fashioned 100 mile per hour fastball. His is the ultimate power arm. His nickname should be the “Smoking Gun,” ’cause that’s what he brings to the table.
So let’s dedicate this next song, “Smoking Gun,” performed by the smooth as silk Robert Cray, in honor of Verlander’s awesome right arm.
When we were kids, our best pitcher would always pitch the most games. Sounds logical, right? In the Majors, of course, things are much different. Sure, it’s true that a relief pitcher will probably appear in more games than a typical starting pitcher. That’s the nature of the job. But, apparently, it doesn’t necessarily follow that even your best relief pitcher will lead the staff in appearances.
That honor is often enjoyed by the specialist of all specialists, the situational lefty.
He doesn’t have to be particularly good, mind you, just left-handed.
Situational lefties are the summer school teachers of the bullpen. They’re willing to do the job, and there just ain’t that many others to choose from with their particular mix of modest self-esteem and masochism.
Which explains (though it doesn’t excuse) why lefty Tim Byrdak of the Mets leads the entire Major Leagues in appearances (as of August 1st.)
In 55 appearances, Byrdak has managed to accumulate a paltry 30.1 (not entirely effective) innings pitched. His ERA on the season is 4.45. Apparently, his “situations” have been a bit more challenging for Byrdak than he would like.
But once a Major League manager gets an idea in his head, or develops an irrational affinity for a particular player, there’s just no turning back. So manager Terry Collins runs the 38-year old Byrdak out there about two out of every three games (actually, Byrdak has recently missed a couple of games with a sore knee) and hopes for the best.
Good baseball strategy? Who cares. It’s what’s de rigueur these days in Baseball Land. Obviously, it’s simply impossible to love mediocrity too much. Does it backfire sometimes? Sure, love is like that.
So here’s an ode to loving someone or something too much by the late, great, blind Canadian blues artist, Jeff Healey.
Someday, I’d like to meet an actual Padres fan.
The San Diego Padres were one of baseball’s expansion teams in 1969. Forty-three years after their founding, not only have they not won a World Championship, but they’ve won only one World Series game. (Andy Hawkins beat the Tigers’ Dan Petry, October 10, 1984, 5-3.)
They’ve also never reached the 100-win plateau in any season, topping out at 98 wins in 1998. In fact, they’ve topped 90 wins in a season just four times since the first man walked on the moon.
During their existence, they have lost 520 more games than they’ve won.
Their only league MVP winner, Ken Caminiti in 1996, turned out to be a steroids user, was arrested in a Houston hotel room for possession of crack cocaine, and died prematurely at age 41.
If that’s not enough to give a baseball fan the blues, I don’t know what is.
Sure, other MLB teams have suffered long droughts of futility, but, other than Tony Gwynn, can you give me one reason the Padres haven’t been baseball’s most superfluous team?
The question is, “How Many More Years” will the Padres offer so little in the way of hope and success to their (presumably loyal) fans?
Perhaps it’s time for a little Howlin’ Wolf as an antidote to this historically uncompelling franchise.
With that, my friends, we come to the end of this edition of a “Soundtrack for Baseball.” I hope you enjoyed it. We may do it again in another month.