RIP Stan the MAN !!! what's great about baseball is that God given talent rules. You don't have to have a certain body type to excel. You can be skinny, have a big beer gut, or be tall or short, but being able to hit a ball thrown by the best in the world as it's travelling around 100 mph and moving around requires "the eye". Stan had that "eye"...like no one else since Ty Cobb. By Carl Sandburg... STYLE--go ahead talking about style. You can tell where a man gets his style just as you can tell where Pavlowa got her legs or Ty Cobb his batting eye. Go on talking. Only don't take my style away. It's my face. Maybe no good but anyway, my face. I talk with it, I sing with it, I see, taste and feel with it, I know why I want to keep it. Kill my style and you break Pavlowa's legs, and you blind Ty Cobb's batting eye.
I love that poem because it puts Madison avenue to shame...The media can't define style because its God given. It is truly glorious when someone develops and perfects that God given talent like Stan the Man did. There's hope for the rest of us.
And I'm being kind when I say Stan had a unique batting stance. A lot would call it awkward. Bottom line, it produced.
I read an article in baseball digest about batting style...it showed photographs of some of baseball's greatest hitters that had weird stances. It then showed in the next column photographs of the same hitters taken when ball met bat. When the ball was being delivered, the stances were all over the place, but when wood met hide, the photos were identical. RIP Stan.
Not sure if he/she would qualify as a celeb but I'm putting my money on the CEO of Carnival Cruise Lines, suicide or homicide is the question.
