You Are Mike Carp

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By the time you read this, and perhaps even by the time I’m done writing it, Mike Carp will no longer be a Seattle Mariner. He won’t even be Mike Carp any more, by the way I measure the Mike Carp-ness of a thing. Unless you follow the Mariners, in fact, he was never really Mike Carp in the first place, any more than you are.

There was a time, not so long ago, when the fate of a man like Mike Carp would stand out to me from the general ebb and flow of the general human existence. That time will come again, when the loss of a Mike Carp can be felt, can carry significance. For the Mariners, Carp leaves his team much as he found it.

A couple of days ago on Twitter one Carson Cistulli compared me to the Greek philosopher Heraclitus, and to be honest, I wasn’t initially thrilled by the comparison. After all, Heraclitus isn’t the kind of guy you’d want to have a beer with; he hated almost everything and everybody. We’re talking about a guy who came down with dropsy, ignored the advice of his doctors, rubbed cow manure over himself and baked himself in the sun. He was dead the next day. We’re not talking about an ancient hero here.

It’s not like I’d ask for a Socrates comp, of course, but there are other guys out there I wouldn’t mind getting linked to: Democritus, perhaps, or Marcus Aurelius (minus the Christian-slaughtering). Hell, I’d be happy with Zeno, who’s about as NotGraphs a philosopher as one gets. But the only real reason history bothers to remember Heraclitus is because, beyond the general bastardry, he happened to be right about a lot of things. Among of those things was Mike Carp.

One of Heraclitus’s Greatest Hits was the Eternal River. The premise: we never step into the same river twice; the water we touched has left and been replaced. Change is constant and incessant. Glibly put, it’s not just those who ignore history who are doomed to repeat it.

Heraclitus conceived of the world as made of fire: everything burning up, everything eternal. Everyone and everything is Mike Carp, somewhere along the timeline. Russell Branyan was once Mike Carp. Dan Vogelbach will someday be Mike Carp. Articles about offseason conditioning, how numbers ruin baseball, Josh Beckett’s necklace: all Mike Carp. Spring is particularly Mike Carp.

You, too, will at some point have been Mike Carp, with the lives you’ve run tangent to for a time and fallen away. There are your eternal struggles, the battles you fight each day, each a little different but in essence the same. Baseball is like that itself, with its renewal and endless conflict.

Mike Carp enters your heart, and on a day like today, he leaves. You are not better for it, nor noticeably worse. But you are irrevocably changed.

Tomorrow, the same.




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Patrick Dubuque writes for NotGraphs and The Hardball Times, and he serves as Bill Spaceman Lee Visiting Professor for Baseball Exploration at Pitchers & Poets, which is now housed at The Classical. Follow him on Twitter @euqubud.

14 Responses to “You Are Mike Carp”

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  1. John says:

    Cistulli once said you were “coming into your own.” In retrospect: what an understatement.

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  2. Guy says:

    omg you were right! he’s been traded

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  3. Tommen says:

    Further evidence Notgraphs should be changed to Notfunny.

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    • Big Pun says:

      Look at paragraph 3 and if you still think that this article isn’t funny in the least then you may be a humourless robot. Not all Notgraphs articles are (to my understanding) meant to be gut busting laugh riots. They are all meant to be absurd articles about baseball that aren’t truly about baseball and this article does a great job.

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    • Bryz says:

      NotGraphs, literally translated, means “not graphs.” I see no graphs in this article. Therefore, this article has achieved what the blog’s namesake suggests. QED (Quite Easily Done).

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    • gnomez says:

      Notgraphs isn’t intended to be strictly a humor site. My understanding of its purpose is to be a catch-all blog for non-statistics-related sportswriting of a particularly esoteric nature.

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  4. Nav says:

    I am Mike Carp.

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  5. Røark says:

    Ever since Cistulli compared you to Eeyore, I’ve thought of you more as Diogenes – with a lantern, searching for an honest man.

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  6. SeanTronX says:

    What does Heraclitus say about herpes

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  7. Samson says:

    I think this is why people hate sabermetrics.

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  8. Mike Carp says:

    Very good. Clean up the typos and a few other spots (“the general ebb and flow of the general human existence”; forced) and it’s brilliant.

    I am Mike Carp; I am about to pick up Mike Carp.

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