Steve Buckley, Boston Herald
(He called Gossage part of baseball's shuffleboard set)
Buckley: Bryce Harper's criticism of baseball right on the money
In honor of Bryce Harper, I am going to take a moment to admire this paragraph - the way David Ortiz admires his home runs.
In honor of Bryce Harper, I am going to stop at the end of this paragraph to do a laptop-flip - the way Toronto Blue Jays slugger Jose Bautista flipped his bat last October after hitting that decisive three-run dinger in Game 5 of the AL Division Series.
In honor of Bryce Harper, I am now going to take a moment to do a backflip - like St. Louis Cardinals legend Ozzie Smith used to do when he trotted out to shortstop at the start of each game.
(Twelve hours later, after trip to chiropractor . . .)
Those of us who love baseball, and those of you who used to love baseball, and those of you who are new to baseball, should be celebrating and applauding Bryce Harper for the valuable service he has performed.
The 23-year-old Washington Nationals star has called out Major League Baseball for its stodginess, telling ESPN The Magazine: "Baseball's tired. It's a tired sport, because you can't express yourself. You can't do what people in other sports do. I'm not saying baseball is, you know, boring or anything like that, but it's the excitement of the young guys who are coming into the game now who have flair. If that's Matt Harvey or Jacob deGrom or Manny Machado or Joc Pederson or Andrew McCutchen or Yasiel Puig - there's so many guys in the game now who are so much fun."
That's it, right there: Fun. Of our four major big league sports, only baseball - that is, baseball's godforsaken "code" - holds that its players should treat the creation of offense as a sad, solemn occasion.
Football players can spike the ball after a touchdown. Basketball players can chest-bump after a 3-pointer. Hockey players can stage an on-ice love-in after a goal has been scored. Yet baseball players are expected to hang their heads in shame after hitting a home run.
What Harper is telling us - teaching us, really - is that players should be allowed to bring their own unique personalities and sensibilities to the game. Babe Ruth did just that during the Roaring Twenties. Dizzy Dean did it in the 1930s. And Reggie Jackson was pimpin' his home runs before any of today's current big leaguers were even born.
Baseball needs more Babes, more Dizzys, more Reggies.
Baseball needs more Bryces.
Look, nobody's asking for little Brock Holt to do bat flips after hitting a home run, or for knuckleballer Steven Wright to blow the smoke from his imaginary six-shooter after registering a strikeout. That'd be like the violin player doing a triple-pump at the end of a Sinatra love song. We must understand our roles.
If you'd like to counter that Los Angeles Angels megastar Mike Trout doesn't feel the need to turn his at-bats into Vegas floor shows, I hear you. But that's entirely the point: Mike Trout is doing his thing. Just as Red Sox lefty David Price will be doing his thing this season when he brings his learned decorum (from following Tom Glavine and Greg Maddox) to each start.
But the guys who want their starlight to blind you, let them. It's their turn now. It's their opportunity - you might even call it their responsibility - to put their stamp on the game.
Some of the former players from back in the day will rattle their canes and squawk about how the kids are ruining baseball. We've already heard from Hall of Fame reliever Goose Gossage, who the other day told ESPN that the Jays' Bautista and Mets outfielder Yoenis Cespedes are a "disgrace to the game" because of the styling, the bat flips, blah, blah, blah.
This type of hollering from baseball's shuffleboard set isn't new. In fact, I remember once reading about another former player, who broke in before Gossage, saying that he, too, agonized over how the game had changed. With some help from John Thorn, Major League Baseball's historian, I was able to track down the name of this former player, who complained that "they don't play ball nowadays as they used to some eight or 10 years ago. I don't mean to say they don't play it as well. . . . But I mean that they don't play with the same kind of feelings or for the same objects they used to."
The former player who wrote that? His name was Pete O'Brien. He wrote it in 1868.