I was reading PFT this morning and came across Carson Palmer saying that he was certain that sometime, maybe soon, a football player is going to die on the field from a collision. Then I read Florio’s followup comment: “The worst-case scenario will happen when two guys moving at maximum velocity crash their bodies together at, for one of them, an angle and position that shatters the bones around the top of the spine and severs the cord that those bones protect. And, yes, at some point in the future, it will happen.”
As soon as I read that, I thought “See, this is why I’ve moved on from pro football. They’re too fast. They’re too big. They’re too strong. Someone, dadgummit, is gonna get killed! This is why I like baseball!”
The Missouri Sports Hall of Fame has selected the late pitcher Carl Mays for induction, 89 years after one of his pitches killed another player.
Mays won 207 games during a 15-season career that ended in 1929 and he died 40 years ago. His accomplishments were overshadowed by the pitch on Aug. 16, 1920, that killed Indians shortstop Ray Chapman. Mays, who was pitching for the Yankees, said the beaning was unintentional.
I’m still not a big fan of pro football, but it’s worth remembering that freak crap can happen no matter what you do for a living. Heck, people die in law offices.
Anyway, congratulations, ghost of Carl Mays.