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The Real Story Lesson For Today’s Black Athletic Wimps (And Rachel Robinson)
THE REAL STORY
LESSON FOR TODAY’S BLACK ATHLETIC WIMPS
( AND RACHEL ROBINSON ) ROBINSON LIVING IN BROOKLYN 1947
Opening Day is here again
and a new book by the same name
detailing Jackie Robinson’s
( he preferred Jack Robinson )
first MLB season 1947
60 years ago in Brooklyn
Bud Selig and his Owner Boys
will hype it for all its worth with
Rachel’s Robinson at their side
of course the hypocrites they are
Here we’re going to give you the Reality of Robinson’s first season by an author who realized with ALL the books that have been written about Robinson, no author has ever focused exclusively on that most historic first season 1947.
All these books, all books practically of necessity have One Hook their pivotal revelation around which the book and its marketing revolves. For this author Jonathan Eig and his book “Opening Day” it is this that the myth about Branch Rickey meeting with Robinson prior to signing him, telling him he must be meek and not respond to Racism he was guaranteed to encounter, is a Lie.
That in fact Rickey and the Dodgers were looking for a Black Man who would stand up and fight. Yes not fight with his Fists but an African American who would respond to the taunts by playing hard and paying back those White Racists in Baseball Uniforms who came after him. By playing HARD.
Branch Rickey was not looking for some Black Wimp but a TOUGH player who all those Racist White Players would know they were looking for Trouble for themselves if they targeted the first Black Player to wear a Major League uniform. Baseball may appear “genteel” but as you should know there are plenty of opportunities during a game and a series for players to inject Rough Play against opposing players who get on their Wrong Side.
Robinson was a Fighter in the Best Sense and it was not until Ricky met him and became convinced that he was that Robinson was offered a contract. So that famous meeting was in fact just the opposite of how it has been portrayed these 60 years. The idea that Rickey was looking for some pliant young Black Man who would turn the other cheek and walk away with his tail between his legs.
That was the last thing Branch Rickey wanted because he knew that a weak player who recoiled from the constant insults during the season would not last and even worse for the Dodgers would be an ineffective player.
Here is an excerpt from the new book …
” The test case represented by Jackie Robinson was one of towering importance to the country. Here was a chance for one person to prove the bigots and white supremacists wrong, and to say to the nation’s fourteen million black Americans that the time had come for them to compete as equals.”
” But it would happen only if a long list of “ifs” worked out just so: if the Brooklyn Dodgers gave Robinson the opportunity to play; if he played well; if he won the acceptance of teammates and fans; if no race riots erupted; if no one put a bullet through his head.”
” The “ifs” alone were enough to agitate a man’s stomach. Then came the matter of Robinson himself. He perceived racism in every glare, every murmur, every third strike called against him. He was not the most talented black ballplayer in the country. He had a weak throwing arm and a creaky ankle.”
“He had only one year of experience in the minor leagues, and, at twenty-eight, he was a little bit old for a first-year player. But he loved a fight. His greatest talents were tenacity and a knack for getting under an opponent’s skin. He would slash a line drive to left field, run pigeon-toed down the line, and take a big turn at first base before slamming on the brakes and skittering back to the bag.”
” Then, as the pitcher prepared to go to work on the next batter, Robinson would take his lead from first base, bouncing on tiptoes like a dropped rubber ball, bouncing, bouncing, bouncing, taunting the pitcher, and daring everyone in the park to guess when he would take off running again.”
” While other men made it a point to avoid danger on the base paths, Robinson put himself in harm’s way every chance he got. His speed and guile broke down the game’s natural order and it left opponents cursing and hurling their gloves. When chaos erupted, that’s when he knew he was at his best.”
Most important this passage from the Book
recounting the famous meeting between
Robinson and Rickey in Brooklyn …..
” Thus was born one of baseball’s favorite legends. The story of the meeting between Rickey and Robinson has been told in countless media, passed down through the generations, shined up and smoothed over so that it has become one of America’s great fables. But in one important way, the accounts are misleading, because they often suggest that Rickey chose Robinson for his ability to turn the other cheek. Had Rickey wanted a pacifist, he might have selected any one of half a dozen men with milder constitutions and better baseball credentials than Jack Roosevelt Robinson.”
” The truth is that Rickey wanted an angry black man. He wanted someone big enough and strong enough to intimidate, as well as someone intelligent enough to understand the historic nature of his role. He wanted a man who would swallow his rage and turn it into energy. Perhaps he even wanted a dark-skinned man whose presence would be more strongly felt, more plainly obvious, although on this point Rickey was uncharacteristically silent. The Dodger boss wanted a man who would not just raise the issue of equal rights but would press it.”
End of excepts from “Opening Day”
We are reminded yet again by author Jonathan Eig and his new book how very different Jackie Robinson was from the African American athletes of today who mostly show no character at all as African Americans.
Who are stupid enough to think just because they don’t suffer the kind of overt Racism that Robinson and the other early Black players in ALL sports suffered – that today everything is Fine & Dandy. They’re all making lots of $$ and nobody is calling them “nigger” or a whole lot worse, or threatening their lives.
Well they ought to think again
Racism comes in many forms
and there is NO doubt at all if
Jack Robinson were alive today
he’d be very Dissatisfied with
the state of Sports in America
All Sports but of course
Baseball most of All
MOST OF ALL
( and disgusted by his wife kissing up to Bud Selig )
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