Monday, June 8, 2009
There goes Roy Hobbs
"Sometimes when I walk down the street I bet people will say there goes Roy Hobbs, the best there ever was in the game."
"Isn't there something over and above earthly things— some more glorious meaning to one's life and activities?"
"In baseball?"
"Yes."
He racked his brain... (Bernard Malamud, The Natural)
As did Ted Williams, as did John Updike, as also (without bat in hand) do I. Racking our brains, tracking ever-elusive, "ever-not-quite" (William James liked to say) transcendence on Earth. It's oh-so-close, sometimes, glimmering and twinkling at us before it darts back into the dark. But while we're here in the visible world we've got to keep on tracking. And drink a toast before we go.
"Isn't there something over and above earthly things— some more glorious meaning to one's life and activities?"
"In baseball?"
"Yes."
He racked his brain... (Bernard Malamud, The Natural)
As did Ted Williams, as did John Updike, as also (without bat in hand) do I. Racking our brains, tracking ever-elusive, "ever-not-quite" (William James liked to say) transcendence on Earth. It's oh-so-close, sometimes, glimmering and twinkling at us before it darts back into the dark. But while we're here in the visible world we've got to keep on tracking. And drink a toast before we go.
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