Writer’s note: One Sixty-Two is a season-long series of blog posts connecting baseball’s major-league players to life’s universal themes. Just as there are 162 games in a season, so there will be 162 posts in this series. Let’s play some ball.
Day Ninety-Five: Derrek Lee, Chicago Cubs
For the first time in weeks, those of us in the New York area awoke to a light breeze this morning. It’s been the warmest summer here in more than a decade, with temperatures roaring above 90 degrees nearly every day, coupled with stifling humidity. Today, however, the humidity was nowhere to be found, and the sparkling sunshine didn’t feel nearly as hot as it has this July.
The glorious morning felt a bit like the falling action in the plot of a dramatic film, right after the climax. You know the scene – the main characters have hit rock bottom, realized something deep and profound about their flaws, and learned what they must do to make it back to a state of grace. It’s Boogie Nights, after Mark Wahlberg, Julianne Moore, John C. Reilly and Heather Graham all have hit their lowest of lows. Writer/director Paul Thomas Anderson queues up The Beach Boys’ “God Only Knows” while we see the characters toning down their excesses and moving into a place of deeper self-awareness and maturity.
It was an appropriate morning for Carlos Zambrano to speak. There have been a number of outbursts in Zambrano’s career, but none as outlandish as the one he unleashed on his teammates June 25. When Zambrano lost his cool in the Cubs’ dugout that afternoon, he looked like a man in need of help. After the Cubs suspended him, Zambrano began anger-management sessions, according to his interview today with ESPN. “Thank God the Cubs have sent me to the doctor for anger management,” Zambrano told ESPN. “I've had three sessions already.”
Last month, Sports Illustrated reporter Pablo S. Torre wrote an excellent article about the number of baseball players who have sought help in the area of mental health throughout the past few years. For decades, Torre writes, baseball players were expected to be above issues such as anxiety, depression and anger issues. But when the National Institute of Mental Health reports that more than 57 million Americans – or 26 percent of Americans 18 and older – suffer from a diagnosable mental disorder in a given year, it seems impossible that baseball players would somehow be immune to such concerns themselves. So Major League Baseball has taken important steps in recent years to assist players who are struggling with mental-health issues.
And several athletes have chosen to step forward and seek help. Players such as Zack Greinke of the Kansas City Royals, Joey Votto of the Cincinnati Reds and Milton Bradley of the Seattle Mariners have been placed on the disabled list in recent years in order to seek assistance for mental-health issues. This past month, during his suspension from the Cubs, Carlos Zambrano did the same. According to Torre’s story, Greinke, Votto and Bradley all received considerable support from their teammates upon returning to their ballclubs. As Zambrano prepares to return to the Cubs this weekend, his teammates must decide if they are willing to give him another chance and try to help him in his attempt to “be more quiet,” as the 29-year-old termed it in his interview today.
Derrek Lee, the soft-spoken first baseman who seemed to be the target of Zambrano’s outburst last month, will be in an interesting position as the pitcher returns. Lee’s teammates will surely watch how he interacts with Zambrano, and many, I’m sure, will follow his lead. While it is imperative that Zambrano not lose his cool again on his teammates, it’s also essential that he be supported as he seeks treatment for his illness. Lee, I’m sure, will say and do all the right things. He will do what he can to help his colleague in recovery.
A month ago, Carlos Zambrano’s heat index was off the charts. But he seems to have cooled down in his month away from the game. He is in that moment where the clouds have parted and a slight breeze is blowing. The hard work is only getting started, but he may have begun his ascent from rock bottom. It’s time for the director to give us a happy song, and for the actors to flash a smile or two. Where Carlos Zambrano goes from here, God only knows. But it’s a new day, and he seems to be taking the right steps. When we struggle with mental-health concerns, we often hurt both ourselves and the ones we care for the most. As we climb back, their support can mean the world to us. Here’s to Derrek Lee and his Cubs teammates, as they prepare to help a co-worker in his time of struggle.
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Tempers & Reputations (One Sixty-Two: Day 65)
Writer’s note: One Sixty-Two is a season-long series of blog posts connecting baseball’s major-league players to life’s universal themes. Just as there are 162 games in a season, so there will be 162 posts in this series. Let’s play some ball.
Day Sixty-Five: Carlos Zambrano, Chicago Cubs
We learned, at a very young age, just how important it is to hold our tempers. Big Bird taught us; Barney taught us; Mr. Rogers taught us. We listened, and we tried to heed that advice.
Sometimes we follow through in keeping our cool, and sometimes we don’t. When we do lose our tempers, we hope that the steam we’ve blown off doesn’t impact anyone else: our spouses, children, parents, friends, colleagues. It’s quite rare that we lose our cool and feel good about it afterward.
It’s hard to imagine that Carlos Zambrano felt good about the explosion he unleashed in the Chicago Cubs’ dugout yesterday after giving up four runs in the first inning. He embarrassed himself, his teammates and an organization that has made him a very rich man. He looked like an individual with absolutely no self-control. His team suspended him indefinitely for this outburst.
At age 29, Zambrano has had more public temper tantrums than most professional athletes. He has not heeded Big Bird’s advice. And so the Big Z, as Zambrano is called, finds himself on the outside looking in as baseball is played today. It’s not a fun place to be, and I doubt Zambrano likes it. The question now is whether he’ll get another chance to redeem himself with those whom Mr. Rogers would call his “neighbors.”
As we graduated from preschool TV to literary characters, we learned a thing or two about the importance of reputation. “I have lost my reputation!” Cassio shouted in Othello. John Proctor, in The Crucible, bellowed similar words: “Because it is my name! Because I cannot have another in my life!” These characters lamented the loss of their honor in society, and felt the deep loneliness that comes with this.
Carlos Zambrano is real, not fictional, and his outbursts have surely soured his own reputation. The question now is whether or not he can save it. He’s got his work cut out for him.
Day Sixty-Five: Carlos Zambrano, Chicago Cubs
We learned, at a very young age, just how important it is to hold our tempers. Big Bird taught us; Barney taught us; Mr. Rogers taught us. We listened, and we tried to heed that advice.
Sometimes we follow through in keeping our cool, and sometimes we don’t. When we do lose our tempers, we hope that the steam we’ve blown off doesn’t impact anyone else: our spouses, children, parents, friends, colleagues. It’s quite rare that we lose our cool and feel good about it afterward.
It’s hard to imagine that Carlos Zambrano felt good about the explosion he unleashed in the Chicago Cubs’ dugout yesterday after giving up four runs in the first inning. He embarrassed himself, his teammates and an organization that has made him a very rich man. He looked like an individual with absolutely no self-control. His team suspended him indefinitely for this outburst.
At age 29, Zambrano has had more public temper tantrums than most professional athletes. He has not heeded Big Bird’s advice. And so the Big Z, as Zambrano is called, finds himself on the outside looking in as baseball is played today. It’s not a fun place to be, and I doubt Zambrano likes it. The question now is whether he’ll get another chance to redeem himself with those whom Mr. Rogers would call his “neighbors.”
As we graduated from preschool TV to literary characters, we learned a thing or two about the importance of reputation. “I have lost my reputation!” Cassio shouted in Othello. John Proctor, in The Crucible, bellowed similar words: “Because it is my name! Because I cannot have another in my life!” These characters lamented the loss of their honor in society, and felt the deep loneliness that comes with this.
Carlos Zambrano is real, not fictional, and his outbursts have surely soured his own reputation. The question now is whether or not he can save it. He’s got his work cut out for him.
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