Creator Roger Angell gestures throughout an interview at his workplace on the New Yorker journal In New York, April 4, 2006.
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Writing about
Roger Angell
is a type of conceit. It’s like commenting on
Ted Williams’s
batting stance or Tiger Woods’s placing stroke.
Angell, the New Yorker’s baseball author, died Might 22 at 101. His stepfather was
E. B. White,
the legendary humorist and creator. White married
Katharine Sergeant Angell,
the New Yorker’s fiction editor, in 1929, when Roger was 9. He couldn’t assist however be influenced by the 2 literary giants in his household, and it was no shock he turned to writing. He was a wonderful and gracious man.
Angell wrote about many issues moreover baseball, however he wasn’t a sportswriter within the mould of Pink Smith or
Shirley Povich,
the 2 most distinguished columnists of my period. Angell didn’t observe boxing or horse racing as Smith did, and in contrast to Povich, he didn’t take up causes just like the paucity of black gamers within the Nationwide Soccer League. Nor did Angell discover attention-grabbing the monetary and enterprise sides of baseball.
As a substitute, he sought the nuances of the sport—hitting and fielding—whereas largely ignoring the sordid realities of cash and greed. He had a watch for the telling second and the bizarre participant. He was fascinated and bemused by baseball. He understood that the sport was additionally being coated by reporters. He was comfy being an observant fan of the sport he beloved.
However he packed a punch. His 1991 essay “Homeric Tales” prompted a change in the best way Main League Baseball recorded its single season home-run report. His piece criticized—and urged me to remove—the then-double report for residence runs in a season held by
Babe Ruth,
who hit 60 in 154 video games in 1927, and
Roger Maris,
who hit 61 in 162 video games in 1961. Within the ’60s, Commissioner Ford Frick nervous that erasing Ruth’s report would hurt the sport, so he directed that it’s shared. It was a messy resolution that led to the fiction that Maris’s achievement had an asterisk subsequent to it within the report ebook. There was no asterisk.
The day after I learn Angell’s piece, and a bit stung by what he had written, I started to set in movement the revision by the right committee. When it was executed, I obtained a notice from Maris’s two sons, thanking me for the choice.
Like Angell, the very best sportswriters have sharp pens—and sharper tongues. In the course of the prolonged major-league labor battle in 1981, when Commissioner
Bowie Kuhn
stumbled round making an attempt to get the problems resolved, Smith is alleged to have quipped, “This strike wouldn’t have occurred if Bowie Kuhn have been alive at present.”
In the same vein, Povich—who for a few years waged a marketing campaign towards
George Preston Marshall’s
refusal to make use of black gamers on the Washington Redskins—started his column someday after the native crew had been trounced by the Cleveland Browns with this: “
Jim Brown,
born ineligible to play for the Redskins, built-in their finish zone thrice yesterday.”
Maury Povich
advised me his father agreed that this was doubtless his most interesting column.
Roger Angell, Pink Smith and Shirley Povich contributed as a lot to my enjoyment of the sport as did
Willie Mays,
Mickey Mantle
and Duke Snider—even when none of us ever noticed a author attempt to hit a fastball.
Mr. Vincent was commissioner of baseball, 1989-92.
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Appeared within the June 4, 2022, print version as ‘Roger Angell’s Writing Was in a League of Its Personal.’
