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Rarely, very rarely, an athlete comes along that transcends the sports pages and becomes
an international icon. They're so good, they become permanently associated with that sport,
like Michael Jordan in basketball and Wayne Gretzky in hockey. So famous,
that even if you know nothing about the sport itself, you know their names.
We call these athletes superstars. And there is, perhaps, no better example of a sports superstar
than Babe Ruth. Everyone knows who Babe Ruth is. We are almost a century on from his accomplishments
on the baseball diamond, and we are still talking about what he did. That staying power that few
sports figures can match. He was so good at baseball that the game itself changed to better
suit his play style, and has never gone back to the way it was before he came along. Everybody
loved him, even when he got into trouble, which he did frequently. The problem with Babe Ruth
is that there are so many myths and legends around him that they get confused with the facts.
And this happens to the point that, at times, it's difficult to pin down who he was,
or to quantify how important he was to the game of baseball in American history.
Sure, everyone knows who Babe Ruth was. But do they actually? The story of Babe Ruth is a baseball
story, sure. But it's also a human story. And those are always the hardest ones to tease out
of the pages of history and legend. For most of his life, George Herman
Ruth Jr. thought he'd been born on February 7, 1894. That was what his parents had told him,
after all. It wasn't until later in life, when he applied for a passport,
that he discovered that his birth certificate said he'd been born on February 6, 1895.
Like many things about the Ruth legend, no one is really sure for the reason in this discrepancy.
He was born in Baltimore, Maryland, in a tough, working-class neighborhood on the waterfront.
His father ran a saloon, and apparently had little time to raise a son, who ran wild in
the streets and became a delinquent. At the age of seven, he was sent to St. Mary's Industrial
School for Boys, a combination reform school and orphanage run by the Xavierian Brothers,
a Catholic religious order. It was a grim place to grow up, with conditions similar to a prison
Ruth would spend over a decade there. The Brothers at St. Mary's, like many such
institutions, encouraged their charges to participate in athletics, believing it would
keep them in good health and cut down on the amount of trouble they got into.
The most popular sport played at the school was baseball. This is hardly surprising. Baseball had
become the most popular sport in America over the last 20 years. Everyone played,
from schoolboys all the way up to the major leagues, which had contested the First World
Series in 1903. Ruth loved baseball, and it soon became apparent that he was good at it, too.
At St. Mary's, he usually played on a team of boys several years older than he was,
and by the time he was 16, he was the school's best player. He became a pitcher, the player
responsible for throwing the ball to opposing hitters to try and get them out, and he was so
talented that Jack Dunn, the owner of the minor league Baltimore Oracles, signed him to a
professional contract in January 1914, at the age of either 19 or 20, depending on which date of
birth you use. Finally released from the walls of St. Mary's, the young Ruth wanted to see
everything. He wanted to do everything. He wanted to experience everything all at once.
He was naive about the world, in a way that charmed his teammates, who soon gave him the
nickname Babe, because he looked and acted like a big kid. The nickname stuck, and for the rest of
his life, hardly anyone ever called him George. Ruth may have been a kid, but he pitched like
a seasoned pro. He won 14 games for the Orioles in half a season with the team, before Dunn,
beset by money trouble, sold Ruth's contract to the Boston Red Sox. He did this alongside
another pitcher, Ernie Shaw. Babe Ruth was already on his way to the big leagues.
Ruth didn't play very much for Boston in 1914. His breakthrough came the next year, when he won
18 games and helped them win the American League Championship, known as a pennant,
before defeating the Philadelphia Phillies in the World Series. In 1916, he was even better,
with 23 wins and another World Series title, this time over the Brooklyn Dodgers. In 1917,
they didn't win, but that wasn't his fault. He had 24 wins, bringing his total over three
seasons to 65, an average of over 20 a year. By the end of 1917, he was considered the best
left-handed pitcher in baseball, and if he had continued on his way, he would surely have been
remembered as one of the best pitchers in the history of the game. But Babe Ruth was a curious
oddity in baseball, a pitcher that could also hit well. As rules, pitchers and hitters are
like two different species of baseball players in the big leagues. Each discipline is so specialized
that if you're good at one, you're not good at the other. Pitchers are generally so bad at
hitting that, in recent decades, they've been replaced in the batting lineup with a designated
hitter, so that they can focus on throwing the ball. But those rules didn't apply to Babe Ruth.
He seemed to be just as good at hitting as he was at pitching. So good, in fact,
that his manager decided to try him in other positions on days when he wasn't pitching,
so that he could keep his bat in the lineup. In 1918, when the Red Sox won a third championship,
and in 1919, Ruth split his time between pitching and playing in the outfield,
and defied all baseball logic by being good at both. What made Ruth so unique as a hitter was
how hard he could hit the ball. In those days, baseball was a game dominated by pitching and
defense, while offense would be hard to come by. The home run, hitting the ball out of the park
for an automatic score, was a rarity, with most hitters only managing a couple of them a season.
But Babe Ruth had home runs, and he hit them in bunches. In 1919, he set a new Major League
Record for home runs hit in a season when he cracked 29 of them, and the crowd loved him for
it. At the end of the season, something happened that changed the course of baseball history.
The Boston Red Sox were owned by Harry Frazee, a Broadway showrunner that had spent gobs of
money on the team since he bought them in 1916 to make it one of the best in the league. But
at the end of the 1919 season, he was in deep financial trouble. Deeply in debt,
he risked losing the ball club and financial ruin unless he could quickly raise cash.
The only way to do this was to sell off the best assets he had, the contract of his star players.
Frazee was in a public feud, with American League president Ban Johnson at this point.
So one of the only other owners willing to make a deal with him was Jacob Rupert,
a co-owner of the New York Yankees. Rupert had made his fortune in the brewery business,
but with Prohibition bearing down on the country, he began to rely more and more
on his baseball team for revenue, which meant he needed a star attraction to put his fans
in the stands. The biggest box office draw in baseball at this point was Babe Ruth. So
if Frazee was selling, Rupert was buying. Ruth was sold to the Yankees for $100,000 in cash,
plus a $250,000 loan. The news shocked the baseball world. Yankee fans were
delighted, while Boston fans were devastated. The sale of Babe Ruth marked a dramatic reversal
of fortune for both clubs. The Red Sox, which had won the World Series four times between 1912 and
1918, wouldn't win another until 2004, 86 years later. In that time, the Yankees, which at that
point had yet to appear in the series, would win 26 championships and become one of the richest
and most storied franchises in all of sports history. As the decades of futility piled up,
Red Sox fans began to believe their team had been cursed, that they were all being punished
for the mortal sin of sending Babe Ruth to the hated Yankees.
There is a legitimate argument to be made that Babe Ruth saved baseball in the early 1920s.
In 1920, during Ruth's first season with the Yankees, eight members of the Chicago White
Sox were banned from baseball for life after they were accused of taking money from gamblers to lose
the 1919 World Series on purpose. The Black Sox scandal, as it became known, threatened the future
of baseball, as nobody would pay to watch games if they believed the results were fixed. Babe Ruth
and his prodigious hitting brought people back to the stadiums, and kept interest in the game going
as baseball weathered the storm. Something else happened in 1920 that Babe Ruth would indirectly
benefit from, an on-field tragedy that would change the way the game was played. On August
16, 1920, Ruth watched from the field as his teammate Carl Mays pitched to Cleveland Indians
hitter Ray Chapman. The ball got away from Mays and struck Chapman in the head, fracturing his
skull and driving chips of bone into his brain. He took a few steps toward first base, and it
early the next morning, he died, the first and only on-field death of a player in Major League
history. Witnesses said Chapman never even attempted to move out of the way of the fatal
pitch, probably because he couldn't see the ball. In those days, players typically used the same
baseball for the entire game, so in the later innings, it was dirty and hard for the batter
to see. Pitchers also routinely applied foreign substances to the ball, like spit or tobacco juice,
or scuffed the ball with their fingernails or an emery board, so it moved erratically,
making it harder for the batter to follow. After Chapman was killed, baseball executives
decided something had to be done, and changed the rules, which persist to this day. Baseballs are
removed at the first sign of wear, and players are forbidden from altering the ball or putting
anything on it. The rule change had an immediate effect on the game. Offensive production exploded,
batting averages went up, more runs were being scored, and more home runs were being hit.
No one epitomized this change more than Babe Ruth. When he came to the Yankees,
he transitioned full-time into an outfielder. He would only pitch in five more games the
remainder of his career. 1920 marked the start of the Babe Ruth era,
as he began to dominate baseball in a way few other athletes ever have.
He absolutely destroyed his own record, hitting 54 home runs, the ex-closest player
at only 19. In 1921, he was even better. He set a new record, 59, and after only three full
offensive seasons, he already had the most career home runs in Major League history.
That year, he led the Yankees to their first penance,
losing to the New York Giants in the World Series.
People packed the stands to watch Ruth hit wherever he went, smashing attendance records
over and over again. After the 1921 season, Ruth signed a new contract that paid him $52,000 a
year, an unheard of sum for a baseball player. It was more than some teams paid their entire roster.
Despite this, he made even more money from endorsement deals and exhibition and vaudeville
appearances than he did from his player contracts, the first athlete in history known to have done
so. Crowds followed him wherever he went, clamoring for an autograph or to shake his hand.
Ruth reveled in the attention, whether it be from a schoolboy or a newspaper reporter.
Ruth was a great copy for the papers, answering every question, even silly ones,
and always willing to have his picture taken. They competed with each other to bestow the
most outlandish nicknames on him. He was the Bambino, the Sultan of Swat, the Colossus of
Clout, the Maharaja of Mash, and a dozen others. By this point, Ruth was becoming as well-known
for his off-the-field exploits as his on-field production. His appetite for food was legendary.
He loved to eat, in massive portions. His weight would seezore up and down a lot over the years.
Alcohol was banned in the United States by this point, but those with money had no
problem getting it if they wanted it, and Ruth put the good stuff away by the barrel.
Let's just say that his stamina in that department, as well as the sheer number of
women he disappeared into hotel rooms with over the years, was legendary among his teammates,
even if it tended to be overlooked by the newspapers.
In 1922, Ruth was suspended five times throughout the season for various offenses,
after drawing the ire of everyone from his manager, Miller Huggins,
to the newly-anointed Commissioner of Baseball, Judge Kennesaw Mountain Landis.
He had thrown dirt in the face of an umpire, leapt into the stands to try and beat up a heckler,
almost gotten himself killed in a car accident, and threatened to beat up another umpire.
Losing for the second year in a row to the Giants in the World Series was just the icing
on the cake of a disappointing season. Ruth was lambasted by everyone, accused of
setting a bad example to the children that looked up to him, and promised reform.
1923 was the start of a new era in New York. The Yankees had been playing their home games
in the Giants' home park, the Polo Grounds. Once the babe arrived, the Yankees started
drawing more fans to the park than the Giants did, which was embarrassing to the Giants'
management. They told the Yankees their lease wouldn't be renewed, and they would have to play
Rupert brought Lance in the Bronx and started construction on a new ballpark,
Yankee Stadium, that opened during the 1923 season. The dimensions of the new ballpark
were specially designed with Babe Ruth's swing in mind, and it was only fitting that he christened
it with a home run during the first game played there. Yankee Stadium would become known as the
house that Ruth built, and it would serve as the Yankees' home stadium up until the end of the 2008
season, when it was demolished to make way for its replacement. The Yankees stormed to the pennant
in 1923, again facing the Giants, and the third time proved to be the charm, as they finally
defeated their crosstown rivals to win their first championship, as was Ruth's fourth as a player.
His popularity was as strong as ever, but his poor impulse control would rear its head again soon.
1925 was the low point for the Babe, both personally and professionally. During spring
training, he became dangerously sick and had to have surgery to repair what his doctors called
an intestinal abscess. The exact nature of his illness remains a mystery, but it seems likely
it had something to do with his hard partying lifestyle. Sportswriters jokingly claimed that
Ruth had overindulged on hot dogs and soda pop, and nicknamed the illness
the bellyache heard around the world. Around this time, Ruth's marriage to
his first wife, Helen, effectively came to an end. The two had married in 1914,
during Babe's first season with the Red Sox, and like many teenage romances,
it was destined for heartbreak. Helen grew increasingly distressed at her husband's
inability to be faithful to her. It is believed that Dorothy, their daughter, was adopted,
the child of one of Ruth's many mistresses. Finally, Helen had a nervous breakdown and
spent much of the next few years in and out of the hospital. The two never lived together
as husband and wife again, though because they were both Catholic, divorce was never considered.
Ruth's erratic behavior finally wore out the patience of Miller Huggins, who suspended him
for over a week and fined him $5,000. Initially defiant, Ruth eventually apologized and
practically begged to be allowed to play again. It was all part of a disastrous season for the
Yankees, who finished next to last in the league standings. People began to say that the glory years
were over, that the Yankees and Ruth were done. Both would set out to prove the critics wrong.
The 1927 Yankees are considered to be one of the best teams in the history of baseball. Their
lineup was known as Murderer's Row, with Babe Ruth the centerpiece of a truly fearsome offense.
The Yankees won 110 games, winning the pennants by 19 games over second place,
and barreled through the Pittsburgh Pirates in four straight to win the World Series. Ruth was
in vintage form, breaking the single-season home run record for the fourth and final time
with an even 60 home runs, and he was complimented by first baseman Lou Gehrig,
one of the new generation of power hitters that had come to the big leagues inspired by the Babe.
1927 would prove to be the apex of Babe Ruth's legendary career, the summit of the mountain.
From then on, it would be a slow descent back to sea level.
Murderer's Row won again in 1928, getting revenge on the St. Louis Cardinals, who had
beaten them in the World Series in 1926. But then things started to go wrong. The
Philadelphia Athletics rattled off three pennants in a row, resigning the Yankees to second place.
In 1929, Miller Huggins, Babe Ruth's only manager while he was with the Yankees, died suddenly,
leaving the Yankees leadless. Ruth would spend the rest of his career campaigning to be
named manager himself, to the growing frustration of Yankee executives.
The Great Depression set in, hitting ticket sales and player salaries both.
Meanwhile, Ruth was pulling down 80 grand a year, more than the President of the United States.
When asked if he thought he was right to make more money than the President,
Ruth joked that he had a better year than he did.
This meant that every time he got involved in controversy, he started drawing the ire
of the fans, the ire he was unable to dispel with good play anymore.
Ruth had fallen victim to the universal enemy of the athlete,
Father Time. As he got older, he physically declined, his offensive production nosediving.
Ruth had one more moment in the sun. In 1932, the Yankees won the pennant again,
facing off against the Chicago Cubs in the World Series. In the third game,
in front of a hostile Chicago crowd, Ruth is said to have pointed to a spot in the center field
and then hit a towering home run there, helping the Yankees to win the game
and the Series, his seventh championship between the Red Sox and the Yankees.
Whether or not Ruth actually called his shot is a matter of debate among baseball
fans and historians, but like many baseball stories, it almost doesn't matter if it's true
or not. What matters is that it sounds good. After two more disappointing seasons,
it became obvious to everyone that Babe Ruth was done as a player. He probably should have
retired at the end of 1934, but he still wanted to manage. He accepted an offer from the owner
of the Boston Braves, Judge Emil Fuchs, agreeing to an assistant manager-slash-player position
with a verbal agreement that he would be considered for a managerial job in the future.
It didn't take long into the 1935 season for Babe to realize he'd been tricked. The only reason
Fuchs had signed him was as a publicity stunt, to draw fans to his ailing ballclub. He had no
intention of ever making Babe Ruth a manager. What was worse, his performance in the field
was embarrassing. He was a complete liability as a player now. After 28 games, Babe Ruth called
it quits. He retired with 714 home runs, so many that he had twice as many as the next man on the
career list, his former teammate Gehrig. Ruth went into retirement still hoping to
become a manager, but except for a half-season as a coach with Brooklyn, nobody was interested.
He ended up doing what a lot of guys end up doing when they retire. He played a lot of golf. He had
toned down his freewheeling ways in recent years, due in large part to his second wife,
Clare Fellon, who died in 1929. Clare kept a tight rein on his finances, and traveled with
him during the season to help keep him in line. Ruth's retirement was described as being like
an ex-President's. He was famous, but useless. One of the most significant things he did was
appear as himself in the 1942 movie The Pride of the Yankees, starring Gary Cooper as Lou Gehrig,
who had been forced to retire in 1939 after being diagnosed with ALS, which claimed his life in 1941.
Ruth made a number of public appearances, designed to fundraise for the war effort or
entertain the troops. He was so associated with America that Japanese soldiers were
shouting what they perceived to be the ultimate insult to their enemies. To hell with Babe Ruth.
In 1947, Ruth began to feel sick. There was a terrific pain in his head and neck.
Doctors found cancer growing in his nasal cavity and his larynx, probably caused by his near-constant
cigar smoking throughout most of his adult life. Surgery couldn't get all the tumor out,
and it damaged his voice box to boot. The then-experimental treatments of radiation
therapy and chemotherapy were tried, but with only limited success, and it soon became clear
that he was dying. In June 1948, he appeared at Yankee Stadium for the last time, to celebrate
the 25th anniversary of the 1923 season. He looked noticeably frail, using a baseball bat as a cane,
as he came out onto the field. Two months later, he died, aged 53.
The entire country mourned when Babe Ruth died. For two days, Ruth's body laid in state in the
rotunda of Yankee Stadium, while a line of mourners filed past the casket. His funeral
at St. Patrick's Cathedral was attended by 75,000 people, and another 100,000 lined the
procession route to his final resting place at Gate of Heaven Cemetery.
Most of Babe Ruth's records have been broken as the decades have passed. Most notably,
his single-season home run record in 1961, and his career home run record in 1974. Today,
he ranks third on the all-time list. The fact that he still ranks so highly on most of these
lists a century after he played is a testament to how good he was as a player.
The impact that Babe Ruth had on baseball can be seen in the way the game is still being played.
Ever since owners discovered that fans loved to watch home runs, they went out of their way to
give the people what they wanted. More and more players came in at home run swings. New ballparks
were built to encourage more home runs. And in most modern stadiums, hitting a home run is cause
for celebration, with fireworks and sirens and exciting graphics popping up on the scoreboard.
Babe Ruth changed the way we think about things, too. Someone who is a dominant chess player might
be referred to as the Babe Ruth of chess, and most people will understand what you're talking about.
Ruth appears almost cartoonish today, with his goofy smile and grainy footage often
sped up of him batting. It's hard to overstate how big he was in his day, though. He became
the most famous man in America in an age when, if you wanted to see a baseball game,
you had to go there in person. Unless you wanted to read about it the next day in the newspaper.
There was no television. Radio and movies were in their infancy. And more messages were being
passed by telegram than telephone. And yet, still, everyone knew who he was. And they
loved him for who he was, in spite of his faults. That kind of adulation seems silly in the cynical
society we live in today. But that's just how it was back then. Perhaps the reason they loved him
was because he was uncomplicated, with no ulterior motives or secret agenda. He was just a man who
loved playing baseball. Sure, he loved other things, too. But at his core, that's who he was.
Just another baseball fan. The only difference was, Babe Ruth was one of the few people that
baseball loved back just as fiercely, and probably always will.