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In this episode, More Than Just Stats: The Enduring Impact of Willie Mays . . .

 

Welcome back to On the Fly! Today, we're dedicating this episode to a true giant of Baseball, the one and only Willie Mays, the "Say Hey Kid.”

The passing of Willie Mays on June 18, 2024, has deeply saddened baseball fans everywhere. However, he leaves behind a remarkable legacy. To honor him, we can't discuss Willie Mays without acknowledging his fellow New York baseball legends, Mickey Mantle and Duke Snider. These three outfielders dominated the baseball scene in the 1950s and 60s, creating a golden age for baseball in New York City.

We’re talkin’ baseball . . . Especially “Willie, Mickey & The Duke."

As a young little league player, I vividly recall the day my mother purchased my first baseball bat. It was a special moment when we visited our local True Value Hardware store. There, we chose an “autographed” Mickey Mantle bat. This bat became more than just a piece of equipment; it became my gateway to baseball and introduced me to legendary players like Willie, Mickey, and the Duke.

But let's do a little rewind. Born on May 6, 1931, in Westfield, Alabama, Willie Mays showed his baseball talent early on. His professional baseball career began in 1948 at 17 when he played for the Birmingham Black Barons of the Negro Leagues before he had finished high school. He signed with the New York Giants after graduating high school in 1950 and earned his call-up to the majors in May 1951, barely a year of playing in the minors. In 1951, his rookie year, he won Rookie of the Year honors.

From the testimonials of many who saw him play, Mays' athleticism was truly special. He could hit for average, hit for power (crushing 660 home runs throughout his career), and make highlight-reel catches in center field night after night. This dominance earned him a record-tying 24 All-Star Game selections, a testament to his consistency and brilliance.

Although I didn't have the chance to experience these three players in action while growing up in Illinois, the Ken Burns documentary series–Baseball has given me a deeper appreciation for their impact on baseball history and passion for the game.

Back to Willie, his infectious energy and flamboyant style earned him the nickname "The Say Hey Kid." He brought joy to the professional game, both on and off the field. Let's not forget some of his most iconic moments! The over-the-shoulder catch in 1954, the moonshot home runs, and the clutch hit in the World Series. He was a true game-changer.

Willie Mays was integral to the Giants' two World Series championship teams in 1954 and 1962. His leadership and clutch performances were instrumental in those victories. Beyond his success, he was a role model for young African American players. He broke barriers and paved the way for future generations.

After returning to New York to play for the New York Mets, Willie Mays concluded his illustrious career in 1974. His enduring influence on the game reverberates to this day. He boasts numerous records:

  • Played for the New York/San Francisco Giants (1951-1972) and the New York Mets (1972-1974).
  • Won Two World Series championships (1954, 1962).
  • Holds the record for most career catches in center field (1,283).
  • Lifetime batting average: .302, Home Runs: 660, RBIs: 1,903.
  • Won 12 Gold Glove Awards for his outstanding defense.
  • Selected to the All-Star Game - 24 times.
  • Elected to the Baseball Hall of Fame in 1979.

Willie Mays is widely regarded as the greatest all-around baseball player in history. Explore the link to relive some of his greatest hits, witness his awe-inspiring catches, and listen to tributes from fellow baseball legends discussing his profound impact on the sport (narrated by John Miller).


Willie Mays was an icon, a champion, and a true baseball legend.


If you missed it, visit YouTube and search for Rickwood Field to see the tributes to Willie Mays and the Negro Leagues.


I’m Patrick Ball; thanks for listening. Until next time, play ball!

Comments

Don Hanley said…
Thank you, Patrick - excellent article and who was the other player to have 24 pwwer years?
Patrick B. Ball said…
Stan Musial & Hank Aaron!

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