I hated Penny Marshall’s 1992 estrogen fest disguised as a baseball movie, “A League of Their Own” – but it did yield one pretty memorable line. In a scene that would never make it off the cutting room floor today (because all women must be portrayed as dominant and Amazonian strong), Evelyn (Bitty Schram) is getting a mild dressing down by manager Jimmy Dugan and starts to cry. Hanks’ character looks at her and says:
“Are you crying? Are you crying? ARE YOU CRYING? There’s no crying! THERE’S NO CRYING IN BASEBALL!”
Baseball is truly an American creation – and being such, is a reflection of American values. It is a team sport of individual stars. 9 guys, each with differing skills fulfilling defined roles, working together for a common goal – to notch a “W”. The sport has been distorted a bit by unionism but in general, each player is still free to negotiate his salary based on his ability – the truly unique are rewarded handsomely, the mediocre stay in single “A” ball earning bus fare. Teams are voluntary collectives where members come and go based on the needs of the team and the judgment of the individual players and coaches. Team owners are free to make bad decisions in uncertain markets – there are many “stars” who were overcompensated for stellar years only to prove to be a flash in the pan and never reaching that performance level again. the uncertainty of injury is a factor – as is reconstructive surgery and amazing comebacks.
It is still a sport where a person can go as far as his individual talent will take him. Some reach the stratosphere but most don’t. The majority of us (me included) who played the sport, simply aren’t good enough to “make it”, so we play because it makes us happy. That is one aspect of what Hanks’ character was communicating – there is no crying in baseball because there is happiness, satisfaction in the game.
Compare the Americanism of baseball to progressivism. Contemporary progressivism teaches that there are no stars, that a first baseman can play center field, that a shortstop is interchangeable with a catcher, that pitchers can be sluggers. That all players are the same, therefore they all should be compensated for what the team does and not that the players present unique and differing talents. There is no need for passion for the game because all players will be assigned roles by an authority based on “fairness” and not ability.
It seems that looking at this comparison and contrast would beget a similar idiom to that issued by Jimmy Dugan – “There is always crying in progressivism.” I would state a corollary – “There is no happiness in progressivism.”
Look at what contemporary progressivism is – it is constant anger and angst dependent on constant agitation and envy. Class against class, race against race, rich against the poor, the government against the people, it is the ultimate undeclared American civil war.
Even beyond those external conflicts, progressivism creates internal chaos because it is even at odds with nature. Its new devotion to Caitlin Jenner and gender “fluidity” marks a new low in its attempt to create an alternate universe where the consternation it depends on is never ending. The ultimate in confusion is to trick the individual into questioning his own identity and existence. Progressives seek to create a genderless, sexless “Brave New World” society of drones in contradiction to basic biology
Progressives are never happy – and it seems they are especially unhappy when others ARE happy. Being happy incenses them. They assume if people are actually content with their lives, they just aren’t aware that somewhere there is a gay couple who can’t buy a wedding cake from a Christian baker, so if you are happy, you have no right to be so. You love kids? Why didn’t you abort them – don’t you understand that you are destroying the planet? Financially secure and drive an SUV? You must have cheated and taken advantage of some poor person to even get enough money to buy that carbon spewing death wagon. Economic prosperity? It only rapes the planet so you can have air conditioning. Eat meat? Forget about it. And OMG (Oh, My Gaia) if you are white – you are a racist and responsible for slavery, the Civil War, Ferguson AND Baltimore. Don’t try to deny it.
A few years back, Victor Davis Hanson not only hit the nail on the head but drove it all the way through in a column titled The New Reactionaries:
“About fifteen years ago, many liberals began to self-identify as progressives—partly because of the implosion of the Great Society and the Reagan reaction that had tarnished the liberal brand and left it as something akin to “permissive” or “naïve,” partly because “progressive” was supposedly an ideological rather than a political identification, and had included some early twentieth-century Republicans like Teddy Roosevelt and Herbert Hoover.
But twenty-first century progressivism is not aimed at political reform. There is no new effort at racial unity. There is not much realization that we are in a globalized, rapidly changing, high-tech economy or that race and gender are not as they were fifty years ago. Instead, progressivism has become a reactionary return to the 1960s—or even well before. The new regressivism seeks to resurrect the machine ethos of Mayor Daley, the glory green days of the Whole Earth Catalog, the union era of George Meany, Jimmy Hoffa, and Walter Reuther, the racial polarization of the old Black Panther Party and the old Al Sharpton, and a Walter Cronkite, John Chancellor, or Peter Jennings reading to us each evening three slightly different versions of the Truth.”
I’ve long noted that the very people who call themselves “progressives” are some of the most unhappy, fatalistic, regressive people on the face of the planet. Where they accuse conservatives of wanting to “go back to the 50’s”, these folks want a return to the autocratic rule of a monarchy to get the rest of us in line. When you have the temerity to disagree, your counterpoints are met with anger and derision as their first line of defense. Their second line is to deny reality.
In the Declaration of Independence, the “pursuit of Happiness” is co-equal to life and liberty. Happiness is defined by the individual and there are no individuals in progressivism. Just as there is no crying in baseball, there is no happiness in progressivism.
2 thoughts on “There Is No Crying In Baseball”
Very Good post !
However I would take slight issue with Hanks and the title : “There’s no Crying in Baseball “. Put $250 on the losing team and there is ….. ;- )).
Last night I read this, and started to post, but I think some folks get tired of my yappin. (I’m pretty sure the lady at the Wal-Mart does.) I am sorry, but I can’t resist myself!
Now then, we recently had to take Pieface to this baseball camp in south Florida as he had decided to jump back into the sport. I said to him, “You told me it’s boring.” He says, “Yeah, but I think I like it again.” The boy can smack the hello out of a ball, I’ll give him that, so we took him to this camp. He dug it…..
As to his comment of “boring”, I can only recall a funny story that he told me. He had this nutter coach named Coach Foster. One night, after a game, coach gave a spiel, which according to Pieface, went down something like this: “What are you boys doin in the outfield??!! Lookin at planes? (he then used a kid’s voice) ‘Wow, that’s a biggun!’’ (his voice) Watchin ants’?!! (kid’s voice)’ Hey, what’s that on the ground’??!!!! (his voice) Git your head in the game”!!!! Pieface was laughing so hard that he had to put his head down, and cover his mouth………..but……………….
While Coach Foster was a total redneck, he was my son’s favourite coach. He took no BS. I recall one particular game. There was a fancy-shmancy team that was kicking their butts, and he created quite a hullaballoo about their bat sizes. He was right; gotta follow rules and regs, and they weren’t………..ouch. (That is another funny story, but I’ll just leave that be.)
In conclusion, I reckon people just want a smart, no-nonsense fighter who’s got their backs, cause this ding-dong dummy sure as hell doesn’t…….and neither does this congress nor this judicial branch.
Oh, I feel a song coming on: https://youtu.be/c-hnBMZH2UA