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Stan Musial: An Appreciation of the Man

I have no memories of Stan Musial smashing baseballs across the National League, having arrived on this Earth more than sixteen years after he collected hit number 3,630 in the final at bat of his career, September 29th, 1963. While I would love to have seen him play, the record books are emphatic about his greatness as a player. The stories told of him also make clear he was quite a man. The news that Musial passed away yesterday has saddened many, but we should also reflect on the knowledge that at 92 years of age and surrounded by family, he went about as well as anyone can hope to.

UPDATE: Before I wrote this, I tweeted a line from near the end of this piece. CNN picked up that line and included it in their obituary for Musial, which is pretty cool. Anyway, back to my blog post...

At some point when I was a boy, I would guess I was ten years old or so, my dad took me to St. Louis on a long-weekend trip. I remember that we stopped in Springfield on the way. We must have seen some of the historical sites there, the Lincoln Home, the Lincoln Library, the Lincoln Laundromat... I don't really recall them (sorry, Dad). I do remember visiting the State Fair, where my dad humored me by allowing me to play a carnival game long enough to win a stuffed green rabbit. I remember that by the time for bed that night, the rabbit was already falling apart, losing stuffing at the seams.

In St. Louis I remember going up in the Arch, and seeing the brewey, but most of all I remember Busch Stadium. We had tickets to a game that night, the yard lines were still visible on the turf, a reminder of the city's football team, who'd recently moved to Phoenix. Already an avid baseball fan, I'm sure I was champing at the bit so we arrived hours before the game began. I don't recall if there were other statues outside the old stadium at that point, but there was certainly one of Musial. My dad pointed him out to me, and in an album somewhere is a picture of me standing at its base, squinting in the sun. Musial has been an icon in my mind ever since.

Musial's numbers boggle the mind. A .331 batting average, .417 on-base percentage, and .559 slugging percentage, 3,630 hits (4th in history), including 725 doubles (3rd), 177 triples (19th), and 475 home runs (28th) Musial scored 1,949 runs (9th) and drove in 1,951 (6th). He was the National League's Most Valuable Player three times and finished among the top five in voting in nine different seasons.  From 1943 to 1963 he played in every single MLB All-Star Game, save 1945, when we was serving in the U.S. Navy. Musial played in more than 3,000 games in his career, not once was he ever ejected.

I have too few memories of my Grandpa Larkin, but from stories my mom and many aunts and uncles have told me, I know he was a great baseball fan. The Cardinals were the team he listened to most often and Musial would have been about his age, so the two have always been linked in my imagination. When I picture my granddad in earlier years, I see him wearing overalls, his pipe tucked into the side of his mouth. He was a railroad man, and oftentimes in my mind he's aboard a train. Other times he is working in the garage or around the house, or just resting in his easy chair. The Cardinals are on in the background and Musial has just stroked a double to right field.

St. Louis is a baseball town and Musial is it's greatest hero. He not only played his entire career with the Cardinals, he lived there for the rest of his life as well (with his high school sweetheart, Lillian whom he married in 1940), and appeared regularly at Busch Stadium and at local high schools and neighborhood parks as well, watching his children and their children play. You might bump into him at the grocery store or while walking your dog. It is said that everyone in St. Louis has a baseball autographed by Musial, famous for signing for hours at a time. In a Sports Illustrated cover story from a couple years ago (filled with good stories), Joe Posnanski passed along a line from Hall of Fame pitcher Robin Roberts, speaking of kids and signing autographs, "We all disappointed someone from time to time. Well, all of us but one." Musial, of course. I doubt there is any bond in American sports between a city and player as close as that between St. Louis and Stan Musial.

Stan Musial was one of the dozen or so greatest players ever, a legend with a deserved place in the uppermost realm of whatever stratospheres hold baseball's history. After a week in which the Lance Armstrong and Manti Te'o stories made clear the dangers in deifying athletes, Musial's passing serves as a reminder that every once in a great while, there's a man worthy of the cheers and adulation.

Rest in peace, Stan.

2012: The Year in Movies

The award traditionally given to the best film
of the year is a green guy in a garbage can.
I tend to see what most people would consider to be a lot of movies. This began about as soon as I was old enough to be allowed to go to a theater with friends, by 1995, when I was 15, I was going to a movie not quite every week, but most of them. In 1997 I saw more than 50 movies for the first time. In recent years, I haven't made it to the theater quite as often as I used to, but innovations like Netflix and Red Box have allowed me to keep up with new releases from home as well, and so going back to 1997, I've always managed to see at least 50 new releases during the year (technically by the middle of January, giving me a couple weeks to try and catch up with the annual wave of end-of-year releases). Until 2012. For the first time since 1996, I fell short of that mark last year. I've seen only 45 movies from 2012. Shameful. No one is more disappointed in me than me. I thought about a marathon of whatever the Red Box had last weekend, but decided against it. Perhaps "Resident Evil: Retribution" would have changed my life, now I'll never know.

The other longstanding movie tradition I have is to rank my ten favorite movies of the year. Believe it or not, this isn't actually an original idea. It turns out many movie critics keep this same tradition and hundreds of thousands of people whose job has nothing to do with watching movies do it too. I won't pretend my list is any better or more meaningful than anyone else's, but I've got this blog now, so I might as well post mine here. Feel free to tell me how much better YOUR list is in the comments.

Dishonorable Mention:

* To "Silent House," you had me, then you lost me, then you bored me, then you creeped me out (not in a good way), and then you made me wish I'd done something else with my Friday night.

* To "The Dictator" and "The Campaign," thank you for showing me I've grown up. There was probably a time in my life when I would have enjoyed each of you. Instead, I nearly turned you off.

* To "Ted," America loved you, I did not. I'm sure it's not you, it's me.

* To "The Lorax," I don't know why I thought there was some chance you weren't just going to take one of my favorite children's books and turn it into crap, but I was wrong. That's precisely what you did.

Alright, on to the films I liked...

Honorable Mention:

* "Life of Pi" - A beautiful-looking film that did a better job of capturing the book than I expected.

* "Chronicle" - You don't need a huge budget or pre-existing characters to create a good superhero movie...

* "The Amazing Spider-Man" - If you've got my favorite pre-existing superhero though, I'm good with that too.

* "Flight" - Liked but didn't love it, but the plane crash was one of the most tense movie sequences I've seen.

* "Looper" - Sci-fi movies usually don't work, but when they do, it's a treat.

I would also mention "Killing Them Softly," "The Sessions, and "Silver Linings Playbook." They are the movies I most wanted to see but haven't (yet) gotten around to. Whether or not they would have cracked this list, of course I can't say.

Top Ten Movies of 2012:

10) Django Unchained - The over the top violence didn't bother me, though I did feel a bit jerked back-and-forth between comedic moments and scenes of intense seriousness. I could have done with about twenty fewer minutes near the end too (Tarantino really should stop appearing in his movies), and I'm not one to mind long films. That said, it made the list, so clearly I enjoyed it. Great dialogue, memorable characters, and fantastic-looking shots, just as we've come to expect from Tarantino.

09) The Cabin in the Woods - Of all the movies in the list, this is probably the least likely, in that I'm not much for horror movies. Of course, if you've seen it, you know describing it as "a horror movie" doesn't do it justice. I have to say, knowing all the options, undead hillbillies wouldn't have been my first choice.

08) The Hobbit: An Unexpected Journey - The movie that has the best chance of climbing this list (were I to update it) over the next couple years, since, fair or not, I feel unable to decide for sure what I think of it until the second and third installments come out. I know I didn't love it as much as LOTR, but that's mostly due to the story not carrying the same weight. I was happy all the same to be returned to Middle Earth, and to know we're not finished there yet.

07) Beasts of the Southern Wild - It's always a treat when a movie you've never heard of until a couple weeks before you see it comes out, and then you enjoy it as much as I enjoyed this one. I'm thrilled Quvenzhane Wallis has been nominated for Best Actress. Only six years old when the movie was filmed, she made Hushpuppy one of the most memorable characters of the year.

06) The Dark Knight Rises - My least favorite of the three films, but still a worthy finale to the best trilogy in superhero cinema (and something has to be my least favorite). It's consistently engaging, Bane was an intriguing villain, and I liked the League of Shadows angle, but for me there were a few more false notes than in the first two installments. I also think I might not like Ann Hathaway very much (but that might just be the "Les Mis" trailer talking). All-in-all, this was still not only the winner among the 2012 popcorn movies for me, and stands up as more than a popcorn movie too.

05) The Master - I greatly enjoyed seeing this and wish I'd gone again, because I know I would have gotten a lot out of another viewing, as I did on my second and third trips to "There Will Be Blood." I don't think this film is quite on the same level as that one. Then again, I'm not sure any movie in recent years lives up to "There Will Be Blood." Paul Thomas Anderson is a master of his craft. I hope it's not another five years before we hear from him again. I'm thinking he should find a nice, light buddy comedy. He should still cast Daniel Day-Lewis and Philip Seymour Hoffman though, perhaps the two of them are wacky Middle School guidance counselors, one at a cushy suburban private school, the other at a rough and tumble inner city school, and it turns out they have to trade jobs!

04) Argo - One of a handful of films this year that showed how much mileage you can get out of putting a strong cast together. I enjoy when movies can recreate the not so distant past without it seeming tongue-in-cheek, ironic, or kitsch. "Argo" did that well.

03) Lincoln - When the cast for this first came together, I was confident it would be great. When I first saw the trailer though, my hopes dimmed a bit, as the preview seemed... I don't know, trite perhaps. A little too "I'm proud to be an American" for my liking. Upon the movie's release, I was happy to find out I was right the first time. It's Spielberg's best movie in ten years. I could watch Daniel Day-Lewis act in just about anything, the man knows what he's doing (and deserves another Oscar). Next time, he should lend his skills to a lesser President, one in greater need of help in becoming well known and admired. Rutherford B. Hayes was a good man, but no one knows it.

02) Zero Dark Thirty - One of the tough things about putting this list together every year is trying to assess movies I've seen so recently. In this case, it's been just five days. It's possible that in another few weeks, with more time to reflect, I'll have softened in my admiration, but it's also possible I won't. As has been written many times already, it's an impressive feat to take a story everyone knows the "ending" to and keep it tense and engaging all the same.  Jessica Chastain, as the only character given much screen time, has to carry a ton of weight, and she carries it well. She'd likely get my vote for Best Actress (but maybe Quvenzhane would). I think the hubbub surrounding the torture scenes and the possible messages they may or may not send has been far overblown. They aren't what the movie is about, I don't think they were glamorized, and to leave them out of this story would have been dishonest.

01) Moonrise Kingdom - I am nothing if not a sucker for the filmography of Wes Anderson. I love the rhythms of his dialogue and his attention to minute details on the screen (perhaps my sister's work as a set decorator has given me a keen eye for props, decorations, color palettes, etc.). I suppose it's because I'm almost unendingly nostalgic, even for times I didn't live through and experiences I didn't have. I'm also drawn to melancholy (who else still listens to Nirvana's Unplugged album with great regularity?), apparently mistaking my middle-class childhood (which I'm so nostalgic for) for something to brood about. Those are conflicting emotions, I know. I wish I didn't enjoy Anderson's films so much, because it seems a bit of a cliche, but I am what I am and I like what I like. The Bishop family's house tops the Tenenbaum's on my list of favorite movie homes, the entire world of the Khaki Scouts delighted me, and Bill Murray is right, chopping a tree down is good for what ails you.

I have to say, while most of the movies on this list were easy inclusions for me, I found it a bit harder to rank them than I usually do. That may be due to so many of them being so close together in my mind, and/or my finding it a little harder to feel definitive about such things as I get older. I think the movies of 2012 were a very good bunch, probably my favorite since the fantastic batch in 2007. Looking ahead to the release schedule for 2013, it seems unlikely there will be so many I really enjoy, but only time will tell.




My 2013 Hall of Fame Ballot

Wednesday afternoon the 2013 Baseball Hall of Fame voting results will be released. It is one of the deepest ballots in history, with over a dozen qualified candidates, including two of the very best players in baseball history. It may come as a surprise then (to those of you who normally pay little to no attention to this sort of things) that there will probably be zero candidates actually elected for induction. Why? Performance enhancing drugs (steroids, etc.), unsubstantiated rumors, intellectual dishonesty, and a voting body that is significantly out-to-lunch on modern baseball and advanced statistics. I'd like to briefly address some of those issues, and then present my own (obviously hypothetical) Hall of Fame ballot (which you can scroll to the bottom for, if that's what you're interested in).

I can't claim to know exactly what impact PEDs have had upon baseball over the last twenty years or so. Anyone who tells you they can is full of it. If I could snap my fingers, wave my wand, cluck my tongue and prevent them from ever having been used by baseball players, I would. Alas, I cannot. As is, we all live in a world in which many, many professional players used drugs that are now banned by Major League Baseball (note my use of the word "now," as baseball did not explicitly ban many of them until recently). For years now, the hunt has been on for players who have failed a test, been accused of using, played on the same team as a known user, or once met a guy whose initials are P.E.D.

Barry Bonds almost certainly used various PEDs starting in 1999. Bonds was probably better at baseball between 2001 and 2004 than any human in recorded history (and probably unrecorded history, but I don't want to assume). It's worth pointing out that Bonds was also better at baseball than 99.9999999% of all humans BEFORE 1999, and could have retired after 1998 and cruised into the Hall. I'm not going to argue that whatever substances he used didn't aid his play in any way, but I'm also not going to listen to anyone who claims he was just some sort of PED creation. If it were that easy, he wouldn't have been so much better than everyone else.

Point is, I'm not withholding my vote for PED connections. Many feel otherwise, and are certainly allowed to vote with their conscience by omitting players who've failed tests or had their names (illegally) leaked on the list of players who tested positive when those things weren't made public. Of course, that doesn't explain why someone like Jeff Bagwell doesn't get more support than he did last year. Bagwell failed no tests, his name appeared on no lists. Many have withheld their support only because he was a strong guy who hit a lot of home runs, and isn't that suspicious? It's a witch hunt.

Voters who are unwilling to vote for anyone strongly suspected of PED use should also explain how they feel about the known amphetamine users already inducted in the Hall, including Hank Aaron, Mickey Mantle, and Willie Mays, players even my mother is vaguely familiar with. If you don't believe Bonds belongs, are you also in favor of kicking Mays out? If not, how to you explain such intellectual inconsistency?

I digress.

There are 37 candidates on this year's ballot (most players who stick in the Major Leagues for 10+ seasons are put on the list once they've been retired for at least five years). 24 of them are new to the ballot this time around, the other 13 were all on the ballot last year, but did not receive the 75% of the vote needed for enshrinement.

*For anyone interested in getting a more complete sense of the case for any of these players, I cannot recommend highly enough that you look at Jay Jaffe's JAWS system over at Baseball-Reference. It is well thought out and allows for fairly easy comparisons across eras at each position on the field.

Among the 24 new candidates, most can be dismissed pretty easily (no disrespect to them intended, but they clearly were not at or close to the Hall of Fame standard). Those players include: Sandy Alomar, Jeff CirilloRoyce Clayton, Jeff ConineShawn GreenRoberto HernandezRyan Klesko, Jose Mesa, Aaron Sele, Mike Stanton, Todd Walker, Rondell White, Woody Williams.

That leaves 11 new candidates and 13 returnees worth at least a bit of attention:

Jeff Bagwell - As I said above, there's no solid footing for any case against him. One of the five best first basemen ever. 969 extra-base hits and he was probably the finest base runner ever to play the position: YES

Craig Biggio - A truly great player in his prime who was under-appreciated at the time. He hung around a little longer than he should have (in order to reach 3,000 hits), but that shouldn't diminish his standing: YES

Barry Bonds - Certainly the best baseball player of the last fifty years and arguably the greatest ever. Either put him in or close down shop.

Roger Clemens - One of the ten greatest pitchers in baseball history, maybe top five. Like Bonds, he was a HOF player long before whatever PED use he may (or may not) been involved with.

Steve Finley and Reggie Sanders - These are two of the only eight players in history with 300+ career home runs and 300+ career stolen bases. I love a good power/speed combo, but it's not enough: NO and NO:

Julio Franco - He was one of my first favorite players and he played til he was a thousand years old. I'd love to support his candidacy, but cannot: NO

Kenny Lofton - You can read the medium version of my case at Baseball Past and Present and the long version of my case at Let's Go Tribe. A good hitter, great fielder, and tremendous base runner: YES

Edgar Martinez - Basically a career designated hitter, which would mean he'd have needed to be one hell of a hitter to justify going to the Hall. Well, he was one of the 40 or so greatest hitters ever: YES

Don Mattingly and Dale Murphy - These guys were great players when I was a kid, but not as great as I thought when I was ten, and for too short a time to justify induction: NO and NO

Fred McGriff - The Crime Dog. If there were a Hall of Fame for baseball nicknames, he'd be a first ballot candidate. As a player though, his career falls just a little short of the standard for first basemen: NO

Mark McGwire and Sammy Sosa - Their 1998 home run spree brought a ton of excitement to baseball. I will long remember watching McGwire break Roger Maris' single-season home run record in my dorm room as a freshman. Both put up huge power numbers. McGwire augmented that with an outstanding on-base percentage, Sosa with a strong defensive game in right field. Neither is a slam dunk case, but: YES and YES

Jack Morris - Too much digital ink has already been spilled. For the millionth time: NO

Rafael Palmeiro - One of just four players in history with 3,000+ hits and 500+ home runs. The others are Hank Aaron, Willie Mays, and Eddie Murray. He wasn't as good as those guys, and was more of a "very good for a long time" player than a "GREAT" one, but he was good enough, long enough for me: YES

Mike Piazza - The greatest hitting catcher in history and it's not even close. He couldn't throw base-stealers out, but otherwise fought defense to something close to a draw. He's an easy decision for me: YES

Tim Raines - Raines has been under-rated by the masses and many writers to the extent that he's now become almost over-rated by his growing supporters. In any case, he was a great player who got on base at a tremendous clip and stole bases better than all but two or three players in history: YES

Curt Schilling - One of the great postseason pitchers in history, along with a great regular season resume that's been overlooked because it doesn't match that of his former teammates, Randy Johnson and Pedro Martinez. I think he's an asshole, but that's no reason to keep a deserving candidate out: YES

Lee Smith - His candidacy is largely based on his once having been the all-time leader in career saves. Saves aren't all that important though, and he isn't the record holder anymore anyway: NO

Alan Trammell - When I was 16 years old, my big Christmas present was the massive Baseball Encyclopedia, over 3,000 pages of 8-point font, most of it statistics. I spent hours and hours going through it, looking at different players, making lists and such and such (I also managed to be marginally popular in high school, but it's not clear how). I remember thinking Alan Trammell seemed underrated. I even named him as shortstop to my all-1980's team (not an unreasonable choice). He's not getting in, but he should: YES

Larry Walker - It's easy to say he was a product of playing in the greatest hitting park in the greatest hitting era in history, but metrics that adjust for park and era are high on him too, plus he was a very good fielder: YES

David Wells - Probably a little better than you remember, but not nearly to the level of belonging in the Hall: NO

Bernie Williams - A very, very good player with some very, very big postseason moments. I won't hold it against him that he did that all while a Yankee. Nevertheless: NO

If you've been keeping track, that's fourteen players I'd vote for if I could. The thing is, even if I had a ballot, I couldn't vote for them all, because there's a rule that no voter can choose more than ten players in a given season. There are a lot of actual voters running into this very situation. It seems like the most fair solution to this problem is to rank the deserving players and vote for the top ten (well, the most fair thing would be to change the rule and allow voters to select as many candidates as they rate deserving of it). Forced to cut down my list to just ten, here are the names I would punch for my 2013 Hall of Fame ballot:

Bagwell
Biggio
Bonds
Clemens
Lofton
McGwire
Piazza
Raines
Schilling
Trammell

(with apologies to Martinez, Palmeiro, Sosa, and Walker)

I expect none of them to get in, so when Greg Maddux, Frank Thomas, Tom Glavine, and Mike Mussina (among others) all hit the ballot next year.

Something's got to give.

My Age 32 Season


It's January 5th, my birthday. It took only a few minutes to know this will be a great year for me, because as soon as I was awake, my girlfriend insisted on giving me presents, which included the incredible sleeping bag you see to the right. It may smell bad, but it'll keep me warm until she gets the shelter up (The sleeping bag is a tauntaun, which Rebel troops rode to get around on the ice planet Hoth in "The Empire Strikes Back." Han Solo cut his open to keep Luke Skywalker from freezing to death. But you already knew that, right? ...RIGHT?!). I'm happy to be 33 (Yes, I still enjoy Star Wars' themed gifts at that age, what of it?), especially because studies show it's the happiest age there is. But before I move fully into this new age, I thought it would be good to pause and take a look back at my age 32 season, among the most memorable and significant I've had.

A year ago I turned a somewhat melancholy 32. I was happy enough at my job, but otherwise felt adrift. I wanted to find new avenues to direct my energies in and accomplish a couple things I'd be proud of.

Years ago (2005) I planned to run the Portland Marathon, and began training for it, but by the time I was doing 12-14 miles on my long runs, my knees were totally shot, and I had to call it off. I ran a half-marathon the following year, but put off the idea of doing distances any longer than that. My dad (a great 10K runner in his day) had multiple knee surgeries, and I suspected I was headed in that same direction if I wasn't careful. But in 2011 I'd started running longer distances again, and found that I could get through 10-15 miles without much pain. So, last January I signed up to run the Chicago Marathon in October. I felt like I needed something to be working towards, and 26.2 miles would be just that. I started running at least three times a week, fortunate in a mild Chicago winter that allowed me to get out there without feeling too miserable.

In March, with another baseball season about to begin, I went to an event at a Barnes and Noble downtown and met some of the writers at Baseball Prospectus (a fairly brilliant baseball site), along with a couple local writers from various blogs. Somehow, that turned out to be the final push I needed, and I decided to start my own blog (something my sister had been saying I should do for years, based on my undoubtedly hilarious emails to her). I spent an hour trying to find a good baseball-related name (I was gonna go with "ESPN.com," because I liked the sound of it, but it turns out that's already taken) and started writing once or twice a week. Shortly after that, one of the guys I'd met at the event asked me if I'd be interested in writing once a week or so for South Side Showdown, the White Sox blog he runs (thanks, Matt!). I'm no White Sox fan, but he knew that, and thought my outside opinion might be good for the site. As that was happening, here at Ground Ball With Eyes, I wrote about a metric of sorts that I'd been tracking since I was in college, something called "The Maddux." The next day it was linked to by NBC's baseball blog (thanks, Craig!) and a few days after that ESPN's Grantland blog linked it too (thanks, Jonah!). Having gotten 20-30 views for anything I wrote before that, I suddenly got more than 5,000 in less than a week.

During April, in easily the most important decision I made all year, I worked up the nerve to ask out my friends' gorgeous neighbor. She was days away from leaving for two weeks in Japan, so I had a bit of a wait before we could actually go out, but she proved to be well worth it. The rest of my school year flew by, because that's how life goes when you're really, truly happy. I put her into something of a trial by fire in early July, when I brought her to a family reunion in Creston, Iowa. The trip was a great success, not just because Liz was able to enjoy it and quickly win everyone over, but because I got to spend time with family I see too little of, most especially my mom (I love you, mom!).

Meanwhile, I continued to add to my mileage. Chicago's summer was one of the hottest on record, but I kept myself hydrated, ran early in the day when I could, and felt better and better as I kept going on long runs without feeling real pain at the finish or the next morning (which is when I'd really felt it after my long runs all those years ago). I ran at least a half-marathon every single week from Memorial Day until the week before the race.

In September, I received an offer to join the staff at Let's Go Tribe. I was thrilled to accept it and now I get to write about my favorite team two or three times a week, and interact with tons of Tribe fans, something I've never really done as an Indians fan growing up in Chicago. It is because of all the writing I've done there that I've posted year only three times since the World Series ended. One goal for age 33 is to get back to posting stuff here just about every week, but I don't need to keep myself to a strict baseball-diet here anymore*, because I have the other gig for that (and frankly, I don't have enough readers here to worry about offending them by going off-topic).

* To work a little baseball into this post, here are my choices for the greatest age 32 seasons in history:

5) Rogers Hornsby (1928) - .387/.498/.632, 21 home runs, 197 RC+, 8.7 bWAR, 9.7 fWAR
4) Sammy Sosa (2001) - .328/.437/.737, 64 HR, 186 RC+, 10.1 bWAR, 10.4 fWAR
3) Willie Mays (1963) - .314/.380/.582, 38 HR, 175 RC+, great defense in CF, 10.2 bWAR, 10.2 fWAR
2) Bob Gibson (1968) - A 1.12 ERA (!), good for a 258 ERA+, 268 K, 11.1 bWAR, 9.6 fWAR
1) Babe Ruth (1927) - .356/.486/.772, 60 HR, 212 RC+, 12.2 bWAR, 13.7 fWAR

Those Ruth and Gibson seasons are among the 20 greatest in history. 32-year olds can play some ball.

A few days before the marathon, I came down with a bad cold and feared I'd crash and burn without finishing, but the worst of it was over by race day. Liz and friends were kind enough to come and see me around mile 15. I was not kind enough to stop and chat, for fear of not being able to start again. I definitely hit something of a wall around mile 20, but I managed to kick my wobbly legs back into gear over the last mile and a half to make sure I broke four hours and I finished my first marathon in a time of 3:59:21 (or as Paul Ryan would call it, "a two-forty-something").

My closest friend and his wife had a baby boy a few weeks ago, I got to hold the little guy when he was just four days old, and didn't even break him. My best friend from college and his wife had a baby a few weeks before that. Other friends had babies too and even more friends announced that a baby is on the way (there are starting to be quite a few of them). My oldest friend got engaged to a great girl, whom I adore. Another friend came to his senses and moved back to Chicago from the wasteland that is New York. My sister Jennifer spent four months working her ass off on the new season of Arrested Development (no, I cannot tell you anything about it) and was rewarded by meeting a great guy, making this probably the first time ever that my three siblings and I have all been in happy, fulfilling relationships at the same time. Such good things for so many of the important people in my life.

Signing up for the marathon was an attempt to push myself physically. It led to the most successful running year of my life, by far. During my age 32 year, I went on 166 runs for a total of 1,214 miles, that's an average of 14 runs a month, for 101 miles. I ran at least 66 miles in each month, peaking with 176 miles in August. I had 26 runs of at least 13.1 miles (a half-marathon) and ran at least one 10k (6.2 miles) every week. Seven days after the marathon, I ran the fastest 10K of my life, finishing Oak Park's Frank Lloyd Wright Run in 44:36.

Starting the blog was an attempt to push myself mentally and socially. I've spent the last nine months writing multiple pieces every week. I haven't made a big name for myself or anything, but I went from not writing about baseball at all to writing for the biggest Indians blog there is and interacting with hundreds of baseball fans as well as writers from NBC, ESPN, Sports Illustrated, Baseball-Reference, Baseball Prospectus, Fangraphs, and other great sites too.

I fell in love.

When I was 32, it was a very good year.