There have been a multitude of neophyte journalists this summer who are determined not to pay attention to history, as though, history does not exist. That it is fashionable in modern culture to deal in revisionist theories. And pass them off as the truth.
There is no true gauge where the great Cabrera ranks in the pantheon of the greatest right-handed hitters in the history of the sport. For sure, he is the best, most solid hitter — right or left — currently playing.
And the best of this 21st century. He is again destined to win the American League’s most valuable player award — despite the current wounds and injuries that he has tried so courageously to ignore.
This time, Cabrera should win without much dispute from the Sabermetricians and amateur blogger, wannabe sports journalists who argue that we are too old to know anything.
But Cabrera has to add some MVP and Triple Crown years before he could challenge Hornsby. And to challenge such right-handed hitters as Henry Aaron, Joe DiMaggio, Honus Wagner, Jimmie Foxx, Hank Greenberg, Al Simmons, Willie Mays, Harry Heilmann and Albert Pujols. And the terribly ignored Roberto Clemente.
Of them all, by the numbers, by reputation, I judge that Hornsby then was the best right-handed hitter — and likely the second-best hitter after Ty Cobb.
...Through the years I saw most of those other right-handed hitters — never Wagner, of course, but Aaron, DiMaggio, Greenberg, Foxx, Mays, Clemente, Pujols. Cabrera truly does not resemble any of those. He is massive — more than Greenberg, more than Foxx. Solid like Hornsby.
When Cabrera is at home plate in his trim Detroit uniform, inside my head, there is a vision of Rogers Hornsby — The Rajah, in his baggy flannels — feeling sorry for the pitcher.
Posted: August 31, 2013 at 06:29 PM | 108 comment(s)
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