Mack, McGraw, La Russa. Should I complain about this? No, it’s not bad. It’s notably good, in fact. But I am a product of flukish nostalgic brainwashing. I would look at old statistics books, growing to know which long-past star was top, and twitch at changing status quos.
But I’m okay with this addition to that old and poorly-known 2,500 win club. To start off, I didn’t know its original composition until La Russa’s arrival. Calculating statistics for guys out on stadium grass is normal, but wins for a coach don’t hold a similar status. And La Russa was third in history with only 2,499; his rank wasn’t abruptly (or dramatically) broadcast.
To rack up this many wins, you must coach month in and month out for long durations. La Russa has. So it’s not as if a star I saw is now up with old folks so much as La Russa is an old folk and from this point in history also. Congratulations.
Non-lipogrammatically, don’t forget to check out the sidebar every now and then: a new poem of mine is up at The Baseball Chronicle, while Big Fly Sports is a memorabilia shop.