Baseball and the Literati: Runyon, Lardner and Farrell

Mark Richardson —


 

 

We are all aware of Ernest Hemingway’s expression of affection for Joe DiMaggio in The Old Man and the Sea, of Phillip Roth’s extensive and extended baseball metaphors in The Great American Novel, and of Bernard Malamud’s employment of the national pastime as a conveyance for his morality play The Natural, but baseball’s appeal to the literati predates these classics by decades.

Before he was America’s favorite chronicler of fictional mobsters in such classic tales as Guys and Dolls, All Horse Players Die Broke, and A Slight Case of Murder, Damon Runyon was the most widely distributed, widely read sportswriter in America. In this magnificent collection of ballpark dispatches, Guys, Dolls and Curveballs, editor Jim Reisler reminds us that Nathan Detroit and The Lemon Drop Kid were not only not Runyon’s most well known characters, they may not even have been his best. Those may have come from real life, directly from America’s baseball diamonds. His articles feature, as would be expected, the exploits of the game’s giants, the likes of Ty Cobb and Christy Mathewson, but he also has an uncanny eye for some of the often less seen aspects of ballpark goings-on, as he comments on everything from the fans (including, not unexpectedly, gamblers and bookies) to the idiosyncrasies and eccentricities of the players on the field.

Runyon’s writing style is dated, as the Twenties are, but, while it may not fly as a newspaperman’s style today, it is surely fun, and it is as representative of his times as bootleg beer and the charleston. One small example: “With one out in the fourth, Baker got a hit on a hopper to Schmidt that the butcher could not handle, and in the play, Schmidt got the breath knocked out of him, so that the game had to stop until he recovered himself.” Or this: “Two balls and two strikes was the count when the King uncoiled himself in his mighty lunge which always produces a ‘blooie’ or nothing. The ball flew out over right field, traversing territory hitherto unchartered by the Babe’s ‘blooies,’ and landed among a dense collection of Bronxonians gathered in the right field bleachers.”

Runyon left sportswriting behind him as he got a little older and went on to bigger things…but maybe not better.

Ring Lardner also made a name for himself early in life as a sportswriter, and then moved on to more respectable, and more lucrative, writing, but as a baseball writer, he is in a class by himself. His remarkable wit and wry humor were the envy of copy editors throughout the land. But he was deeply affected by the dishonest play of the Chicago White Sox in the 1919 World Series (“World’s Serious” in Lardnerspeak), and, feeling that he had been lied to by some of the players involved in the fix and taking it as a personal betrayal, Lardner quit his post as a reporter and turned to the world of fiction. It was here that he gave us such memorable characters as The Busher and Alibi Ike. The Busher was a minor league pitcher, always on the verge of promotion to the big leagues, but always self-destructing just before that promotion came to be. A large collection of short stories morphed into the novel You Know Me, Al, wherein The Busher’s sad but hilarious story is told in full to his old buddy, Al. When The Busher finally does get the call to the majors, he joins a club that has been losing but is beginning to see its fortunes turn. In a letter to Al he writes, “This is just between I and you. I don’t want it to go no further. In the first place a feller that’s had rotten luck as long as Red is entitled to the credit when his club fin’lly comes threw and cops. In the second place if I was to tell the newspapers or the public that I was the one really done it for them they’d laugh at me. But you know that I don’t lie and you know that I don’t care nothing about honor or that bunk.” There is a laugh on every page, and it is very hard to put this book down once begun. Lardner is one of the storied names in baseball writing, and in writing in general during the first three decades of the twentieth century, and he ranks with Twain and Rogers as America’s great humorists.

A third book of great value comes from the creator of the Studs Lonigan trilogy, James T. Farrell. A literary giant in his time, Farrell was one of America’s best selling novelists throughout the 1930s and ’40s. He was also an avid baseball fan (one of his best sellers being a fictional account of that infamous 1919 World Series, which was thrown by his beloved White Sox called Dreaming Baseball). In My Baseball Diary, Farrell gives us a series of essays on the great American game, his feelings for the game, and a glimpse of his view that baseball is more than a game. He considers it to be both an art and a science. Of course, he is not alone in this view; it has been espoused over and over again by many observers, but Farrell’s essays bring the game’s artistry to life. He gives us essays on his memories of baseball in his boyhood, of his favorite players past and present, the relationship of his feelings for baseball and his other passion, his work, and discusses how the study of baseball has made him a more astute observer of life, and a better recorder of it. He captures a large number of players, of scenes and of memorable moments in the game, and it is a book worthy of his reputation as a great American writer.

 

 

About Mark Richardson (11 Articles)
I am retired from the Rock County Dept. of Human Services, where I had a long career, first as an eligibility determination worker and then as the county's fraud investigator. I have a deep passion for both literature and sports, particularly baseball and hockey. My literary interests run the gamut from the classics, with an emphasis on 19th Century English and 19th Century American Lit. through the modern and contemporary authors, to such things as sports history and biographies, detective fiction, philosophy, and history.

11 Comments on Baseball and the Literati: Runyon, Lardner and Farrell

  1. Thanks again, Mark, for another fine contribution to reviving our collective memories of baseball. It used to be our national pastime, as G. Edward White documents in Creating the National Pastime: Baseball Transforms Itself 1903-1953.

    http://press.princeton.edu/titles/5786.html

    But alas, at some point football surpassed baseball as America’s favorite sport. Those of us who are “old school” need to remind others that this was not always the case.

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    • mrichardson14 // February 27, 2016 at 3:31 pm // Reply

      Thank you, Ron, and thanks for your reference to Professor White’s wonderful book. It is one of the most intellectually satisfying treatments of the game that I have ever read, and it enjoys a featured spot on my bookshelf. I cannot bring myself to accept the notion that football is now America’s pastime. Here’s why: baseball earned its place in America as much through participation by the masses as anything else. I don’t buy the argument, put forth by so many, that, because football draws more television viewers than baseball does that it is more popular. There are, in fact, many, many more kids in the U.S. playing baseball (or one of its offshoots–softball, tee ball, kitten ball, etc.) than there are playing football. While Professor White does argue from the standpoint of the professional teams, baseball actually became the national game as early as the 1860s, when northern soldiers played and spread the game throughout the south during the Civil War. It really had nothing to do with professional teams being followed by fans, but rather, with participation levels throughout the land. From this standpoint, I think it is still the American Game. I will accept the argument that football is America’s Television Show, but not our National Pastime. 🙂

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      • I know little about baseball and football, but it has always seemed to me that baseball is by far the more intellectual game. Every player on the field must know what to do with the ball if it comes his way and every serious fan will anticipate that as well. Because the field is constantly changing and the capabilities of the batters also changes, the game strikes me as quite complex if it is to be played and understood well.

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  2. Ron Berger // March 3, 2016 at 2:37 pm // Reply

    On Facebook Robert Ross also highly recommended Daniel Okrent’s “Nine Innings.” Here is the publisher’s description of the book:

    “You’ll never watch baseball the same way again. A timeless baseball classic and a must read for any fan worthy of the name, Nine Innings dissects a single baseball game played in June 1982 — inning by inning, play by play. Daniel Okrent, a seasoned writer and lifelong fan, chose as his subject a Milwaukee Brewers–Baltimore Orioles matchup, though it could have been any game, because, as Okrent reveals, the essence of baseball, no matter where or when it’s played, has been and will always be the same. In this particular moment of baseball history you will discover myriad aspects of the sport that are crucial to its nature but so often invisible to the fans — the hidden language of catchers’ signals, the physiology of pitching, the balance sheet of a club owner, the gait of a player stepping up to the plate. With the purity of heart and unwavering attention to detail that characterize our national pastime, Okrent goes straight to the core of the world’s greatest game. You’ll never watch baseball the same way again.”

    http://www.amazon.com/Nine-Innings-Daniel-Okrent/dp/0618056696

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  3. mrichardson14 // March 3, 2016 at 2:43 pm // Reply

    I read Nine Innings many years ago. If I remember correctly, it’s a look at one baseball game, an inning by inning breakdown. It examines the game a play at a time, as a sort of expose’ of the game inside the game.

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  4. Ron Berger // March 5, 2016 at 8:53 am // Reply

    This article addresses the question of why we need baseball as our national pastime.

    http://www.city-journal.org/2016/eon0226mh.html

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  5. mrichardson14 // March 5, 2016 at 10:28 am // Reply

    Hi, Ron. I thought I would share with you a great source for baseball books–and books of all sorts, really. It is Edward R.Hamilton, Bookseller.com, and they sell books at a deeply discounted rate. You can get $35.00 hardcover books for as little as $3.95 and $4.95 . The real beauty of the site is that shipping and handling charges are only $3.50, no matter how many books you buy. You can buy one or 100 and the cost is still just $3.50. I have been buying 150-250 books a year from them for about 15 years. They are a magnificent source.

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    • Thanks, Mark, for posting this info. I’m going to check it out.

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      • mrichardson14 // March 5, 2016 at 12:36 pm //

        It is a great site, Charles. If you order, make sure that you print out the order form and send it in by mail, along with a check. If you order online and pay with a credit card, the shipping and handling charge is not $3.50, it is much higher.

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  6. mrichardson14 // March 5, 2016 at 12:44 pm // Reply

    Sorry. The address that you want to type in is: http://www.hamiltonbook.com

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  7. mrichardson14 // March 5, 2016 at 12:59 pm // Reply

    Sorry to keep popping in with these comments, but I just thought of something else about Hamilton Books. If you see a book you are interested in but it is priced in the $15 or $20 range, you might want to wait a month or two and then check again. These prices go down all the time.

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