By Marty Appel<\/p>\n
Watching Derek Jeter\u2019s final season unfold brings both joy and sadness for this lifelong Yankee observer and one-time club employee.<\/p>\n
The joy is in celebrating the 20 years of memories, and the sadness is of course, that it is coming to a close.<\/p>\n
For me, I am taken back to 1968, which was Mickey Mantle\u2019s final season. There are similarities and there are differences.<\/p>\n
The big difference was that no one knew for sure, including Mickey, that it would be his final season. He did not retire until spring training of 1969. So there were no ceremonies staged by opposing clubs, no grand sendoffs from fans.<\/p>\n
But there were signs.<\/p>\n
It was my first year working for the team, and my job was answering his fan mail. So I often found myself in his presence, \u201creviewing important mail\u201d of which there was none. But I always managed to find a few to get me some face time with him.<\/p>\n
One day in August as I was sitting by his side, he took out a new pair of spikes and tossed the old pair into a garbage pail about 10 feet away. (What was I thinking in not retrieving them?)<\/p>\n
\u201cThis will be my last pair,\u201d he said, as he twisted and folded them to soften them up.<\/p>\n
I didn’t really know what to make of the statement, since I had no idea how long a pair lasted. I couldn\u2019t immediately conclude that he was telegraphing his impending retirement. How did I know they wouldn\u2019t last into 1969?<\/p>\n
1968 was a very lonely season for Mickey, and I suspect that is where the great similarity lay. \u201cWho are these guys?\u201d he must have thought, as he looked around the clubhouse and saw Ruben Amaro, Steve Whitaker, Andy Kosco, Joe Verbanic, Dooley Womack – and even a rookie third baseman named Bobby Cox. (Who would have guessed that there were two future Hall of Famers in that clubhouse – Mantle and Cox!).<\/p>\n
He had outlasted all of his illustrious teammates save for Joe Pepitone, Tom Tresh and Mel Stottlemyre, but even they were of a younger generation. Gone were Yogi and Elston and Clete and Tony and Bobby and Roger and Moose. Whitey Ford was still around as pitching coach and someone to go to dinner with. But it had to be a strange feeling, seeing this underachieving club, practically stripped of its glamour. And Mick hit .238 that year which didn\u2019t make it any better. <\/p>\n
Jeter today has also outlasted his celebrated teammates. The retirement of Mariano Rivera last year turned the \u201cCore Four\u201d into a \u201cCore One.\u201d Jeter, the last Yankee to have spent spring training in Ft. Lauderdale, now looks around and must be experiencing the same feelings. \u201cWho are these guys?\u201d he must be thinking, as he sees so many news faces. Gone are Tino and Bernie and Andy and Jorge and all the others who contributed to 17 playoff seasons in his first 19 years with the club.<\/p>\n
He played in only ONE GAME in his 19 years in which the Yankees were mathematically eliminated from contention. ONE GAME!! And that game hardly lacked in meaning – it was the final game in old Yankee Stadium at the end of the 2008 season, when he addressed the fans at its conclusion.<\/p>\n
With some historic irony, Mantle died on August 13, 1995. Derek had played in 13 Major League games to that point – and would play two more in September, wearing a memorial number 7 on his sleeve as the Yankees marked Mickey\u2019s passing. Now, (with Joe Torre\u2019s #6 expected to be retired), Jeter is the last Yankee to wear a single digit number on his back, unless someone one day wears a zero. All the others will have been retired. <\/p>\n
Jeter has passed Mantle in most games played as a Yankee. <\/p>\n
The retirement of Jeter marks many things apart from his own statistical accomplishments and brilliant career.<\/p>\n
First, in a way, it marks the end of a link that goes back to Babe Ruth\u2019s arrival in 1920. Since that day, there has always seemed to be a \u201cface of the franchise\u201d who was \u201cthe guy.\u201d There have been small periods of interruption including World War II, but you almost have an unbroken line of Ruth-Gehrig-DiMaggio-Mantle-Murcer-Munson-Mattingly-Jeter. Maybe Reggie Jackson and maybe Dave Winfield slip in there, but it\u2019s a remarkable line. <\/p>\n
Now, it will end, at least for the time being. The Yankees have been unable to develop within their own farm system the next in line. They have acquired some fine players for their 2014 roster, but none seem capable of filling that elite spot in 2015, no matter how big a year they have in \u201914. Is it over? It might be. <\/p>\n
Also, with the retirement of Jeter goes a remarkable era that we can call \u201cthe end of Yankee hating.\u201d<\/p>\n
Certainly dating back to the Joe McCarthy years (which ran 1931-1946), the efficient and seemingly cold-hearted way in which the Yankees went about winning their championships made a lot of fans hate their success and, well, everything about them. They called it arrogance. They said it was about having the most money. They hated Mel Allen\u2019s voice on the air because it usually represented another Yankee win.<\/p>\n
But with the arrival of Joe Torre in 1996, and with the debuts of players like Jeter, Rivera, and Bernie Williams, it wasn\u2019t quite so easy to \u201chate\u201d this franchise. Fans could still root against them (and for their own teams), but it wasn\u2019t easy to \u201chate\u201d the Torre\/Joe Girardi teams. Even Boston fans came to admire and like Jeter and Rivera especially, because of the way they played the game – with professionalism and respect. I suspect that Jeter\u2019s regular season finale this year – if he\u2019s healthy – will be a celebration of his 20 seasons. And it will come in Fenway Park, of all places, on September 28. <\/p>\n
It is the same place where Mantle, unbeknownst to the fans, had his last time at bat. Yup, the same date – September 28. <\/p>\n
Like Jeter, Mantle was admired and respected wherever he went. He was the most popular player of his era. But crowds were smaller then; marketing was almost non-existent. There was no farewell tour, and if there had been one, there would have been no farewell t-shirts, no farewell hoodies, no farewell iPhones capturing every pitch. <\/p>\n
It was a different time – but in many ways, Derek and Mick had much in common. <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
By Marty Appel Watching Derek Jeter\u2019s final season unfold brings both joy and sadness for this lifelong Yankee observer and one-time club employee. The joy is in celebrating the 20 years of memories, and the sadness is of… Continue Reading