The baseball season once again is upon us. Follow all the action in National Series #51 at www.BaseballdeCuba.com, including weekend and evening televised ballgames directly from the island nation of Cuba (a place where baseball is still truly “the national pastime”).

And for a preview and predictions on the new pennant race, read my recent overview found at: http://www.baseballdecuba.com/newsite/newsContainer.asp?id=2653

Who should be labeled Puerto Rico’s greatest hall-of-famer? The legendary Roberto Clemente who many argue owned the strongest outfield throwing arm in the sport’s long annals? “Baby Bull” Orlando Cepeda who overshadowed even “Say Hey” Willie Mays as the darling of San Francisco Giants fans in the late fifties? Perhaps even newly elected Robbie Alomar who won eight Gold Gloves, played in ten straight All-Star Games, and reached six post-seasons during his first dozen big league campaigns? Or was it in fact the perpetually misnamed “Tony” Pérez – emotional anchor of the mid-seventies Big Red Machine who knocked home 90-plus runs for ten uninterrupted seasons? (Why misnamed? Because the moniker should actually be “Tany” – a shortened form of the given name Antanasio.)

Roberto Clemente has been long considered Puerto Rico's top icon.

But wait just a minute here, wasn’t Tany Pérez a Cuban and not a Puerto Rican – a native of Camagüey Province who fled his native island (at age 17) after inking a contract at a Cincinnati Reds tryout camp within mere months of Fidel Castro’s 1959 revolution? Apparently not, at least not if one is to be guided by a recent press release circulated by the public relations arm of the sport’s official “Corporate Valhalla” located in upstate New York.

The somewhat disarming bulletin in question, released on November 28 by the National Baseball Museum corporate headquarters, presumes to promote the professional game’s extensive Latino roots. But as so often has been the case down through the decades, the announcement seems to reveal more ignorance that sensitivity to that noteworthy Hispanic heritage. The notable occasion at hand is a rare upcoming December visit to the Borinquen Island of four Cooperstown plaques – only the third time that Cooperstown plaques have traveled outside of the continental United States. (Roberto Clemente’s plaque first visited his native San Juan in 2000 and Juan Marichal’s was temporarily shipped off to the Dominican Republic in 2008.) The text of the Cooperstown press release is found on-line at http://baseballhall.org/news/press-releases/hall-fame-plaques-puerto-rico%27s-baseball-heroes-travel-commonwealth-dec-16-19. It is sufficient here only to quote from the opening paragraphs.

The Hall of Fame plaques of Puerto Rico’s baseball royalty – Roberto Alomar, Orlando Cepeda, Roberto Clemente, and Tony Pérez – will leave their home in Cooperstown to travel to Puerto Rico, from December 16-19, as the Hall of Fame pays homage to the homeland of four of its beloved heroes … “The contributions of Puerto Ricans to the game of baseball are seen all around the world, but no more so than at the home of baseball in Cooperstown, “ said Rafi Serrano, Executive Director of the Museo del Deporte de Puerto Rico. “For generations Puerto Rican influence has touched the Hall of Fame. Now a part of the Hall of Fame is coming to Puerto Rico. We are thrilled to honor these native sons who have left an indelible mark on the game.”(The boldface emphasis here is this author’s.)

Now granted it is true enough that Tony Pérez’s early departure from his childhood home meant that the “Big Dog” (unlike the current generation of “defectors” including José Ariel Contreras, Kendry Morales, Aroldis Chapman and others) did not actually hone his ball-playing skills in his native Cuba. Tany might even be labeled a Cubanrican, given that he settled in a U.S. possession culturally closer to his actual birthplace than was Miami (home to most Cuban refugees fleeing social revolution in their homeland after 1960). Indeed Tany ultimately became a local hero on the Puerto Rican winter league scene, and he did eventually launch a successful tourist agency in San Juan. In short, he opted for Puerto Rico as his adoptive adult home. But does this make him a true Borinquen “native son” (the press release wording, not mine)? Does it alter his true ethnic heritage? Should there not have been some mention by the Cooperstown spokesperson that while Tany Pérez may hold some significant identification with the birthplace of Alomar, Cepeda and Clemente, nonetheless he should also be properly celebrated by native Cubans as their own legitimate inaugural Hall of Famer actually to graduate from the North American big leagues. (Negro leaguer Martin Dihigo was of course the first Cooperstown enshrinement from Cuba.)

Of course we already have sufficient evidence that official guardians of the MLB enterprise foster a truly selective view of the past. The Hall itself was initially erected back in the late 1930s on the foundations of a quaint myth celebrating Abner Doubleday and the sport’s inspiring yet entirely false “immaculate conception” near the shores of Lake Otsego in 1839. Across its initial decade baseball’s anointed Valhalla (like the professional league that sponsored it) denied the very existence of those men of color who were also skillfully playing the “national pastime” from sea to shinning sea. And in more recent decades Jackie Robinson has been repeatedly sanctified (and even commercially exploited) as MLB’s lone racial pioneer (when the truth is that a handful of Afro-Latinos crossed the MLB Racial Divide well before the late forties or any belated Afro-American MLB presence). Of late the MLB Empire has gone to great lengths to boast its Latino heritage while at the same time dismantling the winter Caribbean leagues that once sustained the game in Venezuela, Puerto Rico, Mexico and the Dominican Republic. In brief, with baseball as with all activities soaked in patriotism, “history” almost always serves the crass commercial interests of some entrepreneurial class or other.

But let’s not stray too far here from the event at hand. Perhaps it’s all an innocent mistake, and what difference does it make anyway? They’re both “island nations” of the Caribbean; the flags largely look the same. And one can hardly blame Puerto Ricans for their recent outpouring of patriotic enthusiasm on the heels of their own third Cooperstown enshrinement (Robbie Alomar). As one native Puerto Rican colleague emailed me last week concerning the subtle relabeling of Pérez as a Borinquen Hall-of-Famer rather than a Cuban Hall-of-Famer, “as the smallest island of the Greater Antilles, we’ll take them (Cooperstown plaques) anyway we can get them.”

How did Cuban-born Tany Perez become a "native son" of Puerto Rico?

And a little inferiority complex is not entirely misplaced – especially when it comes to rivalry with the Cubans. While Cuba still boasts a thriving winter season circuit (say what you will about its “socialist structure”), Puerto Rico’s own professional circuit has been in shambles for more than a decade (currently operating with but four clubs and no representative in the capital city). Puerto Rico rarely fares well in the arena of international tournament play while the Cubans have reigned as IBAF world champions for much of the past half-century. And this business of staking claim to another island’s native sons is hardly a one-way affair. One popular Cuban baseball website (the Miami-based www.Cubanball.com) has long made a practice of labeling as “Cuban players” those big leaguers who parents or grandparents were Cuban-born but who trace their own roots to Puerto Rico, New York, and Miami. (An illustrative case here is that of Puerto Rican-born Jorge Posada – a showcase name in www.Cubanball.com listings of Cuban ballplayers. Posada is no more technically a Cuban than Tany Pérez is a Puerto Rican.)

I have long labored on my own campaign to straighten out this issue of legitimate ballplayer nationality. My own policy began with my initial inventory of Latin American big leaguers (a nation-by-nation listing) in my 1994 book Baseball with a Latin Beat; it is based largely on the country of birth (with a handful of allowances made for cultural identification and/or language usage). I have consistently listed José Canseco and Rafael Palmeiro as Cuban big leaguers, even though both departed their original homeland as infants and learned all their ball-playing skills on the U.S. mainland. There are numerous cases of ballplayers with Hispanic heritage but North American birthright – e.g., John Candelaria, Keith Hernandez, Bobby Bonilla and even Ted Williams – who I would label Americans and not Latinos. For me “Latino” ballplayers are those born in Caribbean or Central and South American nations. It is an arbitrary distinction but one that makes more sense than the alternatives. (For example, most would label Joe DiMaggio or Yogi Berra as Italian-American ballplayers, but not as Italian ballplayers.)

But the cases are often not very clean cut and one often has to fudge a bit. Dickie Thon (Puerto Rico) and Moises Alou (Dominican Republic) both suffered the accident of U.S. birth because of their fathers’ temporary employment (Felipe Alou was playing for the Braves based in Atlanta and Thon’s father was a student at Notre Dame University in Indiana); both grew up, however, as Spanish speakers with stronger identifications to their fathers’ homelands than to the country of their own birth. And then there are the difficult cases of Rod Carew (born in the Panama Canal Zone but raised in New York) and Ozzie Virgil (born in the Dominican and also raised in Gotham). Carew is universally celebrated has Panama’s greatest big leaguer and Virgil is always credited as the first Dominican to reach the majors (though Felipe Alou was in fact the first true Dominican MLB import, since he developed his baseball skills in his homeland while Virgil learned the game on the streets of Queens). Apply the logic that Cooperstown now seems to be applying to Tany Pérez and both the Dominican Republic and Panama would be suddenly stripped of their celebrated original big league pioneers.

Obviously I have trouble with recasting Tany Pérez as Puerto Rican rather than Cuban merely because he lived his adult life in San Juan. Tony (Pedro) Oliva left Cuba at nearly the same time and age as Pérez and settled in Minnesota. But no one has yet labeled Oliva as a “native son” of the United States. Much the same could be said about numerous other Cuban big leaguers who escaped the revolution in the late fifties and early sixties and settled in North America – among the number would be Orlando Peña, Octavio “Cookie” Rojas, Raúl Sánchez, Luis Tiant Jr. and Miguel Cuéllar. If Cuéllar and Tiant are still referred to as Cuban big leaguers, then why make Tany Pérez a Puerto Rican? Nor does Ossie Guillen have his baseball heritage attached to the USA rather than Venezuela, simply because he has long resided mostly in North America and some time back elected to become an official citizen of his adoptive country rather than his native one.

It has always been a rough road to Cooperstown for Cuban ballplayers. Dolf Luque was the first Latino to impact the majors back in the teens, twenties and thirties and his achievements were indeed impressive and then some: nearly 200 career victories, a franchise-record (still standing) 27 wins for Cincinnati in 1923, the first World Series appearance (1914) and also first World Series victory (1933) by a Latin American pitcher, and much more. But the reigning stereotype of a hot-tempered and language-butchering Latino killed any chance for serious Cooperstown consideration. Martin Dihigo (Cuba’s first inductee back in 1977) was praised by many of his own generation as the best all-around ballplayer ever to walk the planet; but the very racism that kept Dihigo from ever performing in the white man’s big leagues also meant that his eventual Cooperstown presence would remain somewhat “shadowy” at best. Luis Tiant Jr. owns big league stats that compare favorably with any other Latino hurler (Juan Marichal and Dennis Martínez both included); but “El Tiante” (the big league Latino strikeout king) has somehow never managed to sufficiently impress Cooperstown voters and for reasons difficult to fathom. Orestes Miñoso was the heart and soul of the fifties-era Go-Go Chisox (only a fragment of his four-plus decade career) yet remains on the outside looking in while Chisox teammate Nellie Fox boasts a Cooperstown plaque touting a far less impressive statistical record.

At long last and at the dawn of a new century (2000) Tany Pérez finally broke through the seemingly impenetrable sugarcane ceiling as Cuba’s big league immortal, although one might reasonably argue that contemporary Tony (true name Pedro) Oliva was an equally legitimate candidate for that inaugural honor (Oliva being the first big leaguer ever to claim batting titles in both of his inaugural two seasons). The past half-century has seen a limited Cuban presence in the majors, of course, due mainly to a celebrated political estrangement between Castro and the United States. While a handful of recent “defectors” (José Contreras, brothers Liván and Orlando Hernández, Kendry Morales, and Yunieski Betancourt, to name only the most accomplished and most celebrated) have enjoyed major league successes, one can only speculate about what might have been the North American professional league impacts of Cuba’s greatest stars of the past four decades – Omar Linares, Orestes Kindelán, Braudilio Vinent, Germán Mesa, Lázaro Valle, Victor Mesa, Pedro Luis Lazo, or the current crop including Freddie Cepeda, Alfredo Despaigne and Yulieski Gourriel.

Recent induction of Negro leaguers José de la Caridad Méndez and Cristóbal Torriente only seems to cloud the issue of Cuban residents in Cooperstown. I have already written extensively elsewhere about the Cooperstown credentials of both Méndez and Torriente and I will not repeat all those arguments here. (Readers wishing a fuller version of my case against Méndez and Torriente can find a more elaborate version on-line at http://sabr.org/content/mysteries-and-misconceptions-surrounding-conrado-marrero.) Suffice it to say here I am not at all certain that either actually merits Cooperstown status. Both were swept in as part of a mass induction of former blackballers by a special Negro Leagues Committee back in 2006, and the reputations of both rest far more on romanticized myth, embellished word-of-mouth reports (usually from John McGraw), and outsized legend than they do on substantial documented facts or the time-tested measures of actual recorded statistical achievement.

Méndez is famed for several eye-popping performances against barnstorming big leaguers visiting Cuba at the turn of the last century. Yet serious questions have to surround the quality of play in the Cuban winter league of that era, the less-than-seriousness efforts on the part of vacationing big leaguers who faced those more highly motivated Cuban black stars, and especially the shortness of Méndez’s own injury plagued career (which barely meets the ten-year standard for normal enshrinement of big leaguers). Torriente’s sketchy legend is built mainly on an often -reported (and much exaggerated) single exhibition in Havana (1920) where he out-slugged Babe Ruth; but that rather silly exhibition (in which most of the New York Giants battled huge hangovers and Torriente’s three homers were struck off a first baseman and not a true big league hurler) has now been exposed by scholars as nothing more than a sham contest involving drunken and unmotivated North American professionals. Most of the rest of Cristóbal Torriente’s Negro circuit performances outside of Havana have evaporated in the dustbin of history. Great pioneering ballplayers, undoubtedly. Legitimate Cooperstown Hall-of-Famers – the jury is out on that one.

Is Jose Mendez a true Cooperstown Hall-of-Famer? Evidence seems thin.

But back now to the current case of Tany Pérez. Is this “native son issue” actually “very much ado about nothing?” After all, history – baseball history as much as political history – is indeed something of a fanciful tale scripted by the winners. This is just another way of claiming that the national pastime – the one celebrated in Cuba as much as the one celebrated in North America – is never very far removed from politics. Nonetheless there is a serious implication here for baseball fans residing in both Havana and San Juan.  Make Tany Pérez into a Puerto Rican and the result is that Cuba still has no Cooperstown Hall of Famers who actually played in the majors – only Blackball legends Dihigo, Méndez and Torriente – shadowy legends that many would contend merely snuck in through the back door. Could this in the end be a matter of politics? Does Cooperstown maintain its own Cuban embargo of sorts? Or – perhaps worse – could it simply be that the folks writing the press releases up in Cooperstown don’t actually know the finer points of baseball history? Could it be that some staffer in Cooperstown didn’t realize that Roberto Alomar and Tany Pérez were actually born in different Caribbean island nations?

I would like to suspect the first scenario – the one having to do with politics and remnants of Cold War ideology. But I rather fear the latter one – the one having to do with mere shoddy history and record keeping. I have to conclude that someone in charge of Cooperstown publicity actually didn’t know the true national identity of Tany Pérez.

I’ve been receiving numerous requests for my evaluation of Cuban outfielder Yoenis (sometimes Yoennis) Cespedes as a legitimate major league prospect. That evaluation is now available for all to see on www.BaseballdeCuba.com

For a direct link to the article click here: http://www.baseballdecuba.com/EngnewsContainer.asp?id=2595

We’re number two! We’re number two! We’re number two! Its the refrain resounding from sea to shining sea as the USA has managed to hold on to its runner-up slot in the latest International Baseball Federation world rankings of the globe’s 72 ballplaying nations. Not bad for a FOOTBALL NATION. And what country ranks number one in football? Last time I looked it was Brasil, I think, or was that Argentina, or perhaps Italy, or maybe Spain, or perhaps even the The Netherlands. By the way, in case you weren’t looking, it was that other FOOTBALL NATION of The Netherlands that just captured the recent World Cup Baseball tournament in Panama during mid-October. (Team USA with a Triple AAA All-Star squad tied for third with Team Canada).

With yet another silver medal finish at the Panama Baseball World Cup this October, Cuba maintains its previous number one IBAF world baseball ranking.

Who then is number one in the world baseball rankings? Well I guess you know that one, since they have been there before, ever since the IBAF launched its initial rankings back in 2008. But for the full story on the recent world baseball rankings link to http://www.baseballdecuba.com/newsContainer.asp?id=2591

Full listing of all Cuban big leaguers (arranged chronologically by debut date) is now available with my latest www.BaseballdeCuba.com column.

Leonys Martin, former Villa Clara lead-off hitter and one-time Cuban national team reserve outfielder, enjoyed a successful debut on September 2 at Boston’s historic Fenway Park. As a late-inning replacement Martin slammed a single to right field off veteran knuckleballer Tim Wakefield in his first big league plate appearance and later also made a spectacular running catch at the warning track in deep center field. Leaving Cuba early last fall after five National Series seasons, the 23-year-old Martin was signed as a free agent by the Texas Rangers earlier this spring (in May for a reported $15.5 million) and quickly advanced through the Rangers minor league system (A-level Arizona Rookie League, AA Texas League Frisco, AAA PCL Round Rock) before his September roster-expansion call-up.  The September debut made Martin the 166th Cuban-born ballplayer to appear in the majors, the 79th since the ending of professional baseball in Cuba and the establishment of the revamped Cuban League National Series that has flourished on the island for the past half-century.

Trivia Question: Who leads all Cubans in the number of major league ballgames pitched?

For the answer to that trivia question, as well as for the full inventory of 166 Cuban big leaguers, see my recent story at the following www.BaseballdeCuba.com link: http://www.baseballdecuba.com/newsContainer.asp?id=2558

You probably have to know Spanish to appreciate this one, but it is one of the better linguistic errors of recent times. An article on yesterday’s Radio COCO website from Havana carried the following headline : “Cuba da no hit no rum a Indonesia”

"But there's no rum in baseball!"

http://www.radiococo.icrt.cu/index.php?option=com_content&view=article&id=21715:cuba-dio-no-hit-no-rum-a-indonesia&catid=8:beisboleras

The article refers to a no-hitter tossed by the Cuban team vs Indonesia in the current juvenile (15-16 year old) baseball championships occurring in Mexico. It is of course supposed to say “Cuba gives no hit no run game to Indonesia” but you see the obvious typo/misspelling here, not unusual in Spanish speech where there is sometimes m/n confusion in final position. So we get here “Cuba gives no hits and no rum to Indonesia” which is especially funny because this was a youth tournament game. The Spanish word for rum of course is “ron “ (pronounced “rhone” like the region in France). The reporter meant to write the expression “No hit, no run” which is regularly used in Cuba (like so many baseball terms) in its English form and not in a Spanish translation (“juego sin hit y sin carreras”). (I wonder if the Cuban kids simply kept all the rum for their own post-game celebration.)

Over most of the past quarter-century the Cuban National Series season has remained a fairly stable affair, a definite contrast with the opening two-plus decades in which league sizes and ballclub identities shifted with painful regularity. The current two-division (eight teams in each) regional structure dates back only a couple of seasons (introduced for National Series #49, replacing the long-standing four-group league format). A current post-season playoff structure has now existed for fully half the life span of the island’s post-revolutionary baseball. The present 90-game season was the last major innovation, launched in 1998 (National Series #37), and the last half-dozen years have witnessed a single campaign without any early summer extra play in the form of a Selective Series or Super League. We have to reach back to 1992 (National Series #31) to locate the disappearance of a league team (in that case with the simultaneous demise of Forestales and Citricultores) or the renaming of a Cuban ballclub (the adoptions by Henequeneros and Vegueros of the traditional provincial names of Matanzas and Pinar del Río).

But now on the heels of an historical Gold Anniversary National Series the winds of change are in the air. And this time around it is mainly politics and governmental reformation that will impact squarely on the face of Cuban League baseball. The creation of two new provinces last spring – with the division of the old Habana Province into the new entities known as Mayabeque and Artemisa – means a shifting in the inventory of league teams. One of the new squads will represent Mayabeque, playing its games at Nelson Fernández Stadium in San José de las Lajas, the former longtime home of the Habana Province Cowboys. The second newly created team representing Artemisa will operate from the provincial capital of the same name. Artemisa is set to inherit the entire stellar pitching staff of the defunct Habana Province nine, as well as manager Estebán Lombillo. To accommodate the change without any imbalance in league scheduling, the original plan also called for the dropping of a “poor-cousin” Metropolitanos Warriors team, the capital city’s second-fiddle and largely ignored league entry

But now the whole affair seems to have taken on a new and rather messy aspect. Reports out of Havana (where the issue is being sparsely covered in the press but widely debated on street corners) suggest the Metros team has not yet in fact been dropped from the league alignment. Maintaining a current 16-team, two-division league format was definitely the preferred plan of league boss Higinio Vélez and his technical commission, as well as a notion favored throughout  INDER, the national sports ministry. But then the central party committee in Havana apparently intervened in the debate and the best laid plans of baseball administrators may be on the verge of going awry. The chairwoman of the central party recently revealed her opinion that having only one team in Havana would likely cause even further departures (“defections”) of young players from the capital and thus would only further embarrass the government and the revolution. The idea was briefly floated of using former Metros players on the Mayabeque squad but it seems the technical commission was not in favor of this latter solution since it would break down the long standing policy of having squads composed strictly of local provincial players.

"Is Metros actually coming of going?"

The issue is now very much up in the air and with little time remaining for timely resolution. With less than three months remaining on the calendar until opening day of a new season, no firm decision has yet been made. One can only speculate that when a resolution is finally proposed it will almost certainly come from government officials and not from the baseball commission, which wants Metros out. The release of the new schedule in early November may well be delayed longer than usual by this messy conflict. One clear signal of behind-the-scenes preparations for the possible last-minute resurrection of Metros arose when the summer Developmental League (Cuba’s version of the minor leagues) began play last week with 17 rather than 16 teams, one club being a farm team for Metros.

The continued existence of the Metros ballclub has been an issue for heavy debate for several seasons now. Havana’s “second” team claims few fans, is usually a lame cellar dweller, and now plays its games in the league’s worst facility (dilapidated Changa Mederos Stadium located in the Havana Sports City complex). But more troubling of late has been the regular utilization of the Metros squad by Havana INDER officials as a virtual farm club for the city’s popular Industriales Blue Lions. The only regular shuffling of Cuban League players takes place when promising second and third year athletes are regularly shifted from the Metros lineup to the Industriales roster. Alex Mayeta, Rudy Reyes, Carlos Tabares, Frank Camilo Morejón and Yoandry Urgellés are only a handful of recent Industriales stalwarts who received their needed seasoning for one or two winters in Metros uniforms – an advantage which none of the fourteen other provincial teams enjoys. When Industriales captured yet another championship crown two years back I wrote a somewhat ironic piece on this website asking whether the true champion was actually Industriales or perhaps the Metros club in disguise.

The appearance of new squads in Mayabeque and Artemis seemed to finally offer a neat solution to the longstanding problem of two teams in the city of Havana. The time had finally come to give the Metropolitanos Warriors an overdue and honorable burial. But suddenly chaos has reemerged in the always entertaining Cuban League. Havana fans are no longer preoccupied with debating the merits of Metros as a thinly disguised and illegitimate Industriales farm team. The question now on everyone’s lips in the Parque Central debating societies is much simpler if equally perplexing – “Is Metros actually coming or going?”

Below is the text of my lecture for the upcoming Fordham University Cuban Baseball History Conference, the lecture I won’t actually be there in person to present.

On Saturday, August 20, Fordham University and the Cuban Cultural Center of New York will host a one-day event billed as a serious academic conference and advertised under the all-inclusive title of “The History of Cuban Baseball: From its Origins to the Present.” Kicking off the affair will be keynote speaker (and apparent conference moving force) Roberto González Echevarría, Yale University Distinguished Professor of Spanish Literature and author of The Pride of Havana: A History of Cuban Baseball (Oxford 1999), one of the seminal works on the subject of the Caribbean national pastime.

Some baseball scholars gathering this weekend at Fordham U will celebrate Orestes Miñoso, Luis Tiant and Agapito Mayor as the summit of Cuban baseball.

Also scheduled for the Fordham campus are appearances by such household-name former big leaguers as Orestes Miñoso, Luis Tiant, Cookie Rojas, Tony Pérez, Orlando Peña, and Bert Campaneris. If that were not enough of a drawing card, also on the bill of fare is Tommy Lasorda, Hall of Fame manager, cup of coffee pitcher, and outspoken critic of everything associated with Fidel Castro’s mid-century revolutionary triumphs. And to round out the day’s nostalgic look at pre-revolutionary diamond action of six decades past, there will be historic newsreel footage of the island’s long-lost professional winter league, a sale of books and CDs, and academic lectures by reputed experts on Cuba’s blackball stars of pre-integration days, Cuban women in baseball, and the rarely explored pre-Castro Cuban amateur league.

But something indeed seems to be amiss here. Is this Fordham event designed to be a serious academic convocation of “experts” and scholars dedicated to excavating the riddles of Cuban baseball history with all its complications, mysteries and controversies? Or is it instead a rather thinly veiled excuse for nostalgic celebration of “those good old days before Castro ruined Cuba” – a reunion of aging ex-patriots joining forces to preach to the choir and thus reaffirm a so-familiar theme of the death of legitimate island baseball after the social upheavals of the late-fifties and early-sixties. There is certainly sufficient reason for serious doubt. The conference title advertises a program devoted to the Cuban national pastime “from its origins to the present.” But is this a legitimate claim or rather an egregious case of highly unscholarly false advertising?  

Where is the false advertising? Of course there would be none had this conference been more appropriately billed as “The History of Cuban Baseball: From its Origins to the Death of the MLB-Affiliated Cuban Winter League” (or some such rough approximate). That there is some element of distortion in the actual conference billing should be obvious enough. Case one in point: the scope. The “origins” will assuredly be well enough covered as that is the subject of a full quarter of Professor González’s own 1999 book. But of the five remaining presentations, four are devoted to the pre-1959 era. The only exception  (Rogério Manzano, “Post-Revolutionry (sic) Overhaul: From Professionals to Amateurs”) is being offered by a Univision television commentator who appears to have earlier written nothing either extensive or significant about baseball in the modern-era Cuban League, and about Cuba’s impelling record over the past half-century in international tournament competitions.

I don’t want to pre-judge Mr. Manzano’s presentation, which may turn out in the end to be a valuable enough contribution. But where is the balance here? Cuba’s highly successful post-revolutionary baseball epoch has just celebrated its Golden Anniversary fiftieth National Series season and thus extends out nearly as far as the often chaotic (and Havana-restricted) pre-1961 professional league? Where are the presentations about unknown 1970s-1990s-era island stars like Muñoz, Marquetti, Vinent, Kindelán and Omar Linares, playing as much in the big league shadows as did those 1930s-era Negro leaguers? Where is the story of Cuba’s shocking impact on the international scene at the inaugural 2006 World Baseball Classic, or about such current MLB-coveted stars-in-waiting as Freddie Cepeda or Ariel Pestano or Alfredo Despaigne? Where is any exploration of significant historical developments over the past half-century that allowed Cuba’s still-thriving baseball enterprise to convert itself from a withering four-team professional circuit by the late-1950s into a highly popular and truly island-wide league — one that today provides the world’s only alternative baseball universe operating entirely outside the influence of corporate Major League Baseball? Why has at least half the story of Cuban baseball (some might even dare say the more significant half) been expunged or ignored by the Fordham program?

Let’s give a generous benefit-of-the doubt here. Perhaps the organizers at Fordham genuinely believed that no one with competence to talk about the present Cuban baseball scene could be found outside of the island of Cuba itself. But how could that be? Our North American-based website at www.BaseballdeCuba.com has been not only built over the past half-decade into the most comprehensive source for contemporary Cuban baseball anywhere on the planet (inside of Cuba or out), but it reaches a devoted audience of Cuban baseball followers spread across Asia and Europe as well as North America and the Caribbean. The site itself is comprehensive proof that the Cuban sport does indeed hold widespread interest reaching far beyond Havana, Camagüey, Cienfuegos, San Juan or the isolated and aging ex-patriot communities of South Florida. So the question then becomes whether or not we were we excluded from the Fordham campus simply by oversight, because we were actually invisible, or if we might instead have been eliminated by intention, because we threatened to disrupt the “choir-preaching” with our alternative stance on how one should read the evolution of Cuban baseball. Were we unwanted simply because we were likely to suggest something rather politically incorrect – that Cuban baseball experienced an explosive growth and not death-throes after the mid-century Castro upheaval? Were we personas non grata largely because we might stimulate the kind of open debate, free exchange of informed ideas, and diversity of opinion that are true hallmark of any legitimate academic conference?

The same Fordham scholars have likely never heard of Omar Linares, Pedro Lazo or the 2006 World Baseball Classic and its all-star Freddie Cepeda.

Sour grapes here on my part? I hardly think so. If I am disappointed at this exclusion it is only because of the lost opportunity to finally begin advancement of a serious dialogue about what may actually have been the true evolution of Cuban baseball history. And I am disturbed that those attending will not be able to hear at least something of “the other side of the story” of how baseball thrived and even exploded in popularity in Cuba once the island’s national pastime evolved for the first time into a true nation-wide competitive circuit and not just an MLB-directed outpost limited to the capital city of Havana.

Unfortunately neither I nor my colleague Ray Otero will be attending the Fordham conference this weekend. If we were both perhaps understandably left off the formal program, we were even more surprisingly left off the circulating announcement list and thus only learned of the event when we started receiving inquiries about it via email from faithful www.BaseballdeCuba.com readers. Maybe some of the explanation for exclusion lies in an apparent animosity toward our work held by one of the conferences’ leading figures. I hold the greatest respect for the Cuban baseball scholarship by Professor Roberto González Echevarría and I have learned much from what he has contributed. Of course I disagree with him about the status of modern-era Cuban baseball and my opinions are also somewhat different from those of most (but not all) native-born Cubans now residing in North America. Nonetheless, because I chose to speak positively and enthusiastically (on the whole at least) about the level of the modern Cuban game, Professor González Echevarría has little tolerance in return for my own work. When the Wall Street Journal (November 9, 2010) published a feature story on my efforts in Cuba last November, reporter Christopher Rhoads attempted to solicit González Echevarría’s own his candid opinions. But all the esteemed professor would offer was the following: “Bjarkman echoes the propaganda of the Cuban government and I have nothing to say about him.” This was indeed an unfortunate position for him to take. It suggests nothing of collegial debate, valuable dialogue or legitimate disagreement; by raising the specter of political motive or government interference the dismissal only exposes the professor’s own deeply opinionated prejudices about Cuban baseball.

Of course the issue of Cuban baseball (after six decades of bitter and often downright silly USA-Cuba Cold War stalemate) remains a highly controversial one, and thus politics and personal experiences often get in the way. But the bulk of my readers at www.BaseballdeCuba.com know the following things to all be true. First, I have seen hundreds of games both on the island and with the national team over the last fifteen years and I have watched and written more about the island sport than any other living American. I also know most of the top Cuban ballplayers personally and have enjoyed extensive discussions with them about their lives and conditions in Cuba. (That is to say, I am aware of the individual Cuban ballplayer’s daily trials as well as his many cherished triumphs.) I have had hundreds of hours of discussions with top MLB scouts at international tournaments and shared information and opinions with those professional scouts about top Cuban players like Cepeda, Gourriel, Lazo, Miguel Alfredo González, Chapman, Vera, Bell, etc. etc. Those MLB scouts are constantly contacting me and seeking my input on the skills, shortcomings, and personal make-ups of those Cuban players. I may indeed see Cuban baseball differently from many in Miami, but I have also seen it more up-close and personal than most observers now living off the island. And if some Miami readers do not take me seriously, dozens of MLB scouts still do. And it should also be underscored here that while I have often disagreed with the fans in Miami, I have just as frequently chastised boosters in Havana for not properly apprehending the many achievements or hidden shortcomings of their revered national team.

So many Miami-Cubans hold deeply felt opinions about their cherished national sport and they are entitled to hold them; but few have the degree of first-hand experience with Cuban baseball over the past fifteen years that I have enjoyed. So when I write about the island pastime, some of the things I say are at least worth considering, even if one disagrees with them. What I write is not “political opinion” but rather baseball evaluation, even if that evaluation has its own personal biases. I have never been a spokesperson for Cuban government propaganda. (It is simply too easy to evoke that excuse, just because we might disagree about the big-league tools of an Ariel Pestano, or the professional qualifications of a Cuban national team roster.) There are many “bad” things in today’s Cuba but there are also some “good” things there worthy of celebration. The current-era Cuban baseball is one of them – even if it is not perfect. Cuban baseball has its many social and economic problems, also its many scars and warts (such as limited economic freedom for its players). And so does Major League Baseball (with its excessive economic freedom for its players, to say nothing of its owners).

I believe the Fordham Conference would have been much stronger – much more legitimate an event – if those of us with a different take on today’s Cuban baseball had been invited to contribute and share our contrary opinions. It would have been much more of a legitimate academic conference and true exchange of competing legitimate ideas. That style of colloquium would perhaps have truly advanced the understanding of Cuban baseball for all of us who are so passionately interested in the topic. Instead, the event will – because of its notable exclusions and stacked program – now seem much more like a nostalgic reunion (or even a political rally) than a true academic exchange and debate. That it now appears more like the former than the later is, I believe, a true loss for Fordham University, for the organizers, and for the conference itself.

Please do not misunderstand me. I have no criticism at all of anything that is on the program for this weekend. No one speaks more brilliantly and with more insights about the origins of the island sport than does Roberto González Echevarría. Each of his essays teaches me something new and valuable. Especially attractive to me are the announced presentations by Professor Heaphy (women in Cuban baseball) and Mr. Ashwill (Cuban blackball). What I do lament about the conference is not what WILL be there, but instead what will NOT be there. Some day perhaps we will begin having a true dialogue where all opinions (at least all those based on solid experience and information) will be listened too with a degree tolerance, respect and even compromise. Only then we will actually begin to move forward on this most important topic about which we are all so truly passionate.

Former Cuban Leaguer (Villa Clara) Yuniesky Betancourt earned a small piece of major league fame on August 15, 2011 simply by being the right man at the right place at the right time. Betancourt, now in the middle stages of a rather mediocre big league career that began in Seattle, was the fortunate middle man (literally) in a rare Milwaukee Brewers triple play keyed by some rather sloppy Los Angeles base running. The play unfolded as follows:

James Looney (Los Angeles) lined a Randy Wolf delivery back up the middle where second baseman Josh Wilson gloved it, then tossed to shortstop Betancourt, who began a routine double play (Betancourt stepped on second for a force out and relayed to Prince Fielder at first for the twin killing). Unfortunately for the already victimized Dodgers, base runner Matt Kemp (originally on second) unaccountably kept on chugging toward home plate where he was gunned down by a second relay from Fielder to catcher George Kottaras. A rare 4-to-6-to-3-to-2 scoring play, thanks mainly to the current edition of the Dodgers looking more and more like their infamous sad sack Brooklyn forerunners of the 1930s.

The involvement of Betancourt in this base-running-goof-turned-into-history has led to some unwarranted speculation and false reports about the vagabond Cuban perhaps being the first of his countrymen involved in a triple-killing. Of course he was not. In fact, a half century back a whole trio of Cubanos were all involved at the same time in what has often been written about as the first and so far only “All-Cuban” triple play.

Pedro Ramos once tossed a "gopher ball" designed to make Mickey Mantle look more like Josh Gibson

The setting was Washington’s Griffith Stadium, the teams involved were the home town Senators and the Kansas City Athletics, and the date was July 23, 1960. Here are the details. 

In the top of the third frame with Washington holding a 3-1 lead and Kansas City threatening to cut the gap, outfielder Whitey Herzog stood at the plate with a full count, Jerry Lumpe rested on first, and Bill Tuttle was anchored as the base runner at second. Herzog lined the next pitch straight into the glove of pitcher Pedro Ramos (one out); Ramos whirled and heaved to first baseman Julio Becquer (doubling up Lumpe for out number two); Becquer then tossed down to second where shortstop José Valdivielso tripled up the slow-footed Tuttle. Presto, an improbable all-Cuban triple play.

“Pistol Pete” Ramos threw a dizzying record number of home run balls during his colorful big league sojourn in the 1950s and 1960s, including one memorable “gopher pitch” to Mickey Mantle in Yankee Stadium that resulted in a blast of near Josh Gibson-like proportions. But in later years Ramos most likely held much fonder memories of the single pitch he tossed to Herzog to launch one of the brightest moments for his countrymen in the annals of the Golden Age Fifties.

Major League Baseball may well have forgotten its only surviving centenarian but the New York Times hasn’t. This weekend the Times sports section tells at least a small part of the Marrero story — largely in his own words, culled and translated from my various interviews in Havana (since 1999) with the ageless fifties-era Washington Senators “junkball” legend.

For those of you interested in catching up with the ancient right-hander, the link to the online version of the Times Marrero story is provided here:

http://www.nytimes.com/2011/08/14/sports/baseball/conrado-marrero-a-bridge-to-cubas-baseball-past.html?_r=2&ref=sports