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Racial Prejudice, Racism Intertwined with Baseball

Racial Prejudice, Racism Intertwined with Baseball” was cowritten with the Rev. Dr. Grace Ji-Sun Kim for EthicsDaily.com. Check out more blogs, videos and interviews on EthicsDaily.com.

A mid-August game at Citi Field between the Pirates and the Mets involved good friends and good baseball. It also involved, in our section, a racial moment.

Two young men brought a flag of the Republic of Korea to the game, standing quietly to display the flag each time Pirates’ rookie Jung-ho Kang came to bat.

For much of the game their simple action to honor Kang – who was born in Gwangju and played in the Korean Baseball Organization – went without comment.

When Kang came to bat in the 10th inning, the young men stood again with the flag. This time a number of people in the crowd responded by chanting, “U.S.A.!”

Kang got a hit, but the inning ended with a strikeout and Kang being tagged out in a rundown between first and second.

The chants of “U.S.A.!” began again. It was a moment to mock the Korean fans and the Korean player.

Then a young man took the flag and tossed it away from its owners. Clearly most of those in attendance did not agree, as other fans quickly returned the flag, but the ugly moment of racism remains.

The chanting and the actions represented an effort to support the Mets in a close game. To an extent, beer may have fueled them. But they were rooted in racism.

Racial prejudice and racism have intertwined with baseball, as they have with all of U.S. culture.

Major League Baseball (MLB) excluded black players until Jackie Robinson andLarry Doby broke the pattern of segregation.

Their great courage, with the support of some players and individuals in management, allowed them to endure the hatred of individuals and discriminatory policies, such as not being able to stay at the same hotels and eat at the same restaurants as their teammates.

Henry Aaron endured hate mail and death threats as he chased and broke the home run record.

Roberto Clemente faced prejudice and discrimination while he established himself as one of the first baseball stars from Puerto Rico.

At his career’s beginning, sportswriters who spoke no Spanish mocked Clemente as he struggled to learn English, his second language.

In some ways, baseball in the U.S. has challenged prejudices and stereotypes, and seen some elements of racism dismantled.

And while baseball may be a national pastime in the U.S., it has become an international game.

We still speak about the MLB championship as the World Series even though baseball leagues exist in Cuba, Japan, the Republic of Korea, Taiwan, the Dominican Republic, Venezuela and elsewhere.

Between 1992 and 2008, teams competed five times in baseball during theSummer Olympics. Cuba won three times; the Republic of Korea once. The U.S. took the fifth gold medal in 2000.

Three World Baseball Classics have been held. Japan has won two; the Dominican Republic one; the U.S. has failed to medal.

International players fill the rosters of MLB teams. The Mets current active roster, for example, includes players from Cuba, Panama, Venezuela and the Dominican Republic.

Yet when two young men seek to honor a player from the Republic of Korea, they are met with taunting and disrespect of their flag.

The words and actions of a few remind us of how far we have come and of how far we have to go to overcome prejudice and dismantle racism.

Asian Americans from all countries are often viewed as the perpetual foreigner, no matter how many generations a family has lived in the U.S.

African Americans, Latinas and Latinos and indigenous peoples experience similar realities within the dominant culture.

Too often we value people by their looks or backgrounds, creating structures that identify some as belonging and inside and others as foreign and outside. This contributes to moments such as the incident at the baseball game.

Jesus calls us to accept everyone as equal and as members of the family of God.

John’s Gospel tells the story of Jesus meeting a Samaritan woman at a well (John 4).

The customs and structures of the time said Jews and Samaritans should have no dealings with one another.

However, Jesus engages her and asks for a drink of water. Their conversation ends with the Samaritan woman returning to the city to tell her neighbors of her encounter.

In this meeting at the well, and in his other actions and teachings, Jesus reminds us that we are made for relationship; we are made for each other. Jesus calls us to see people not as “foreigners” but as our neighbors.

We are all God’s children in our places of worship, neighborhoods, at sporting events and wherever we find ourselves.

Support your team, loudly and passionately, to be sure. But do so in ways that do not demean, subordinate or disrespect others.

Celebrate our human differences that enrich our lives and our society. Treat all people with dignity and respect. And do so in all places, including at sporting events.

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Make a difference

Any time you have an opportunity to make a difference in this world and you don’t, then you are wasting your time on Earth.
– Roberto Clemente

Roberto_ClementeToday Roberto Clemente would have turned 82.

Tomorrow the world marks World Humanitarian Day.

Coincidence?

Clemente was a great baseball player. He was an even greater humanitarian and human being.

I wear his jersey today as a reminder of his challenge to make a difference.

Feliz cumpleaños, Roberto. Te recuerdo.

See you along the Trail.

 

 

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Feliz cumpleaños, Roberto

Roberto_ClementeRoberto Clemente would have been 80 yesterday.

Today is World Humanitarian Day.

It seems fitting that these two days fall so closely together.

As great a ballplayer as he was, Roberto was a greater humanitarian, a greater man.

Feliz cumpleaños, Roberto. Te recuerdo.

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The Pirates made me happy, very happy

The Pittsburgh Pirates’ play on the field this year made me happy.

The Pittsburgh Pirates’ call on Spirit Day for an end to bullying against lesbian, gay, bisexual, and transgendered young people made me very happy.

On October 9, I watched in Louisville as the Pirates improbable season came to an end.

As have others who bleed black and gold, I have seen the Buccos endure a challenging stretch. After twenty years of futility that included promising beginnings and late season collapses in 2011 and 2012, I did not have high hopes for this year.

Things began well. That has happened before. On April 28, we held first place in our division.

The season continued and the Pirates played well. By mid-August, a winning season seemed likely. The day after Labor Day, the Pirates won game 81, guaranteeing the first non-losing season since 1993. And that made me happy. I dared to dream of the playoffs.

Four straight losses followed. Three of those games St. Louis won. Those losses knocked us back in the race for first-place. They did not eliminate us but it made a wild-card spot seem the most logical possibility.

Gerrit Cole, Tony Watson, and Mark Melancon combined for a four-hit shutout on September 9. Win 82. A winning season. And that made me happy.

The wins kept coming. We lost some, too. Meaningful Pittsburgh Pirates baseball in September made me happy.

September 23 brought the win that clinched a wild card spot. There would be Buctober! And that made me happy.

Five days later we beat Cincinnati to gain the home field advantage in the wild card game. And that made me happy.

My friend Bob came by with Iron City Beer and on October 1, the Pirates beat Cincinnati again to advance in the playoffs. And that made me happy.

The Pirates met St. Louis in the divisional series. We took a two game to one lead. Then St. Louis won the last two games and the series and our season ended. And that made me sad.

Taking the year as a whole, I am happy. The Pirates played exciting baseball and achieved far more than I had expected.

However, on October 17, the Pittsburgh Pirates organization did something that made me very happy. They joined Major League Baseball and other teams to offer a game-changing statement of support through social media yesterday for GLAAD’s annual Spirit Day, asking fans to take a stand on bullying against lesbian, gay, bisexual and transgender (LGBT) youth.

Go purple for #SpiritDay 10/17! Support LGBT youth and stand against bullying. Join us now: http://glaad.org/spiritday 

They added a purple frame to their Facebook icon. I should note that the Pittsburgh Penguins also participated in Spirit Day.

As do all people and institutions from the dominant culture, the Pittsburgh Pirates struggle with issues of race and diversity. But they have done things right as well. On Sept. 1, 1971, the Pirates became the first Major League franchise to field a starting lineup of nine players who were either African-American or Hispanic/Latino.

My favorite Pirate is Roberto Clemente – an amazing player and an even greater humanitarian and human rights activist. Each year since 1973, Major League Baseball has presented the Roberto Clemente Award to the player who best exemplifies the game of baseball, sportsmanship, community involvement and the individual’s contribution to his team. The award recognizes those individuals who truly understand the value of helping others.

The Pirates’ stand for justice and dignity made me very happy.

Then I learned that the Pirates had taken such a stand before in 2011:

And that makes me very happy too.

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I saw Clemente play

In the aftermath of the Pittsburgh Pirates’ first playoff win since 1992 (6-2 over Cincinnati), comments of pride and joy have filled my Facebook feed. I already know that some of my friends supported the Bucs. Tonight I discovered many new fans. Long-term fans, or hidden fans, or fans of baseball captured for a moment by a team ending a 20-year streak of losing seasons and making the playoffs at the same time.

One friend posted a video clip of Roberto Clemente, the Pirates’ great right fielder from 1955 until his untimely death in 1972. A great human being, Clemente died on a humanitarian mission to aid the people of Nicaragua.

Another friend posed a question in response: “You saw Clemente play?”

To which I respond, “I did.”

At Forbes Field and at Three Rivers Stadium, I had the privilege to see Clemente play with skill and grace and passion that few brought to the game.

I saw Clemente. And it was wonderful!

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My hero’s bat

Clemente

When the hotel fitness center closed early,I took to the streets of Louisville for exercise.
On Main Street,
I trailed the Walk of Fame.
I sought,
and found
my childhood hero.
Recuerdo Roberto.

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Recordando a Roberto

Roberto_ClementeI  first posted this three years ago. For some reason, Clemente has been on my mind today and so I repost.

Forty years ago this day, Pittsburgh Pirate Roberto Clemente climbed aboard a plane in Puerto Rico bound for Nicaragua.

A massive earthquake had struck Managua on December 23, 1972. The quake devastated the city, leaving thousands dead or homeless. Clemente organized relief efforts in Puerto Rico. When he learned that some of the aid had ended up in the pockets of the leaders and had not reached the people of Nicaragua, Clemente decided to deliver the next shipment personally. He assumed his stature would make sure that those in need received the supplies.

On December 31, 1972, Clemente stepped into a DC-7 plane along with the supplies. Not long after takeoff the plane suddenly lost altitude and crashed into the waters off Puerto Rico. Clemente’s body was never found.

The people of Puerto Rico, Latinos/as and Hispanics, the people of Western Pennsylvania and Pittsburgh, and others admired Clemente for his athletic prowess. He played with fire and passion and grace and an amazing ability.

More than that, the people admired Clemente for the way he lived his life. He challenged the prejudice and racism that affected Latino players. He demanded respect for himself and the people of Puerto Rico and other Latin American countries. He worked for people who lived in poverty and responded to the needs of his sisters and brothers. He reached out to children and provided them with opportunities to develop their own athletic talents.

I remember hearing the news the news of Roberto Clemente’s death on January 1, 1973 in Grove City, Pennsylvania. It devastated me. Clemente had been the hero of my childhood. At the time of his death, he was the hero of my youth.

And today – on the fortieth anniversary of his death – I remember and give thanks for Roberto Clemente – my hero still.

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Making the most of our time: Roberto Clemente

I had not planned to make this post. It is an excerpt from a sermon I preached today. However, thanks to a friend, I learned that yesterday would have been Roberto Clemente’s 78th birthday and posting seemed important. The text is Ephesians 5:15-20.

The General Assembly of the Presbyterian Church (U.S.A.) met in Pittsburgh this summer. For some of those who attending, this marked the first time they had journeyed to the city built around three rivers. For me, it marked something of a homecoming. As I child, my family lived for about eight years on Neville Island about five or six miles from where the Ohio River begins in Pittsburgh.

Much has changed over the years since my family lived there. But when I walked into the Westin Hotel, I knew that I had returned home. There on the wall hung a picture of Roberto Clemente—the hero of my childhood who has remained my hero through the years.

Clemente hailed from Puerto Rico and played right field for the Pittsburgh Pirates for 18 years. One of the first Hispanic players, he played in the face of prejudice—he faced jeers and slurs. People who had only one language mocked him for speaking English—his second language—poorly. Because of the prejudice against Hispanic players and because he played in the small market town of Pittsburgh, Clemente never received the acclaim as a player that he deserved until late in his career.

And he deserved acclaim because he could play. He won twelve Golden Gloves for his defense. He had one of the strongest throwing arms that has ever been seen. He ended his career with 3,000 hits.

The people of Puerto Rico and Pittsburgh admired Clemente for his athletic ability but even more we admired him and we admire him for the way he lived his life off the field. In the words of Ephesians, he “made the most of his time.”

Clemente engaged in humanitarian work in Puerto Rico and in Pittsburgh alike. He demanded respect for himself and the people of Puerto Rico and other Latin American countries. He worked for people who lived in poverty and responded to the needs of his sisters and brothers. He reached out to children and provided them with opportunities to develop their own athletic talents. In 1973, Clemente was awarded the Congressional Gold Medal and the first Presidential Citizens Medal. In 2002, he was awarded the Presidential Medal of Freedom. Baseball has named its annual award for community involvement after Clemente.

A massive earthquake hit Managua, Nicaragua on December 21, 1972. The quake devastated the city, with thousands either dead or left homeless. Clemente organized relief efforts in Puerto Rico. When he learned that some of the aid had ended up in the pockets of the leaders and had not reached the people of Nicaragua, Clemente decided to deliver the next shipment personally. On New Year’s Eve, he stepped into a DC-7 plane along with the supplies and headed for Nicaragua. Not long after takeoff the plane suddenly lost altitude and crashed somewhere into the waters off Puerto Rico. Clemente’s body was never found.

I tell his story this morning, because the United Nations has designated today, August 19, as World Humanitarian Day. The day marks the anniversary of the 2003 bombing of the United Nations headquarters in Baghdad. That bombing killed 22 people present to provide humanitarian aid to the people of Iraq. The UN chose the day to pay tribute to Sergio Vieira de Mello and the other individuals who died in Iraq and others who gave their lives while seeking to serve sisters and brothers in need.

It is also a day to give thanks for those individuals and groups who continue to help people around the world, regardless of who they are and where they are. It is a day when we remember that we all can make a difference when we show that we care and do something for someone else. In the language of the church, this is a day to invite, to challenge us all to make the most of our time by loving others as God in Jesus Christ loves us. Of course that is not just a task for a day—it is a calling for a lifetime.

On this World Humanitarian Day, I give thanks for the life and witness of Roberto Clemente. I advocated for an end to violence against women and for the strong regulations on minerals that fuel conflict in the Democratic Republic of Congo and other places. And I made a financial gift to efforts to address leukemia. Tomorrow I will need to find other actions.

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The return of the prodigal fan?

Glory days well they’ll pass you by
Glory days in the wink of a young girl’s eye
Glory days, glory days

Bruce Springsteen

Roberto Clemente

I watched the last two innings of tonight’s Pirates-Mets game. A couple years back, my friend Wayne Gnatuk and I journeyed from Louisville to attend two games in PNC Park. Other than that trip, I have not watched the Pirates for some time – not an easy confession for one spent seven years on Neville Island in the Ohio River and most of my life in Western Pennsylvania.

It was not always that way. I faithfully followed the Pirates for years. As a child – when I would have to go to bed before the games ended – my father would write the final score on a piece of paper and leave it by my place at the breakfast table.

The Pittsburgh Pirates had glory days. I remember some of them:

  • The “Family” winning the 1979 World Series (Tricia and I had Lew Mudge over for dinner and to watch the decisive seventh game – he fell asleep!)
  • The 1971 World Series where Roberto Clemente demonstrated why Pittsburghers loved him as a baseball player   (my first hero – and one of my enduring heroes – Clemente was an even better man than he was a player and that is saying something)
  • The 1960 World Series with game seven won by Bill Mazeroski‘s walk-off home run (I was there for that game with my father – I still have our ticket stubs – of course I was young – my only clear memory that I know is a real memory and not a memory of a film clip is my father getting me out of school)

Beyond those three high moments, the Pirates were usually competitive and generally exciting in the years between and beyond. In 1992, they lost to Atlanta in the seventh game of the League Championship Series when Sid Bream, a former Pirate and one of the slower runners in the game, scored from second base on a hit to left with two outs in the ninth inning.

Since that game, the Pirates have not had a winning season. Year after year, they have lost more than they have won. 19 years – the longest continuous streak of non-winning seasons in any of the four major professional sports in the U.S. At some point that I don’t remember, I gave up. I am not proud of that, but I did.

Tonight I noticed that the Pirates and Mets were playing in Pittsburgh. I found the game on one of the New York cable stations and caught the end.

Has the prodigal returned? I am not sure, but they play again tomorrow. I plan to watch again.

Please note that this is not a case of jumping on a winner’s bandwagon. After tonight’s game, the Pirates’ record stands at 20-22.

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Arriba

Roberto Clemente

Roberto Clemente (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Standing in the sanctuary,
holding up the line
of those who sought to leave,
José and I spoke
of baseball present and baseball past,
and our conversation’s magic conjured you.

From the sea you rose,
to stride proudly across the beach,
pass through the mists
of memory and time and
take your place
on the green right field grass
of the stadium near
where two rivers end and one begins.

For a moment,
a fleeting moment,
an endless moment:
your good strong arm and lightning bat,
your graceful lope and glove of gold,
your passion for the game,
your commitment to humanity
back where they belong.

And a smile crosses my face.

And a tear fills my eye

And all is pain.

And all is well.

And all is well.

Arriba!

15 April 2012
Brooklyn and Manhattan

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