The former baseball commissioner looks back at the players and controversies of the late 1980s and early 1990s, offering anecdotes and stories about players including Pete Rose, Henry Aaron, and Ernie Banks.
Francis Thomas "Fay" Vincent Jr. was an American entertainment lawyer, securities regulator, and sports executive who served as the eighth commissioner of baseball from September 13, 1989, to September 7, 1992.
Fay Vincent's, The Last Commisioner, is both an entertaining and informative read. Vincent recounts his life, with an emphasis on his time as commissioner, through a series of small anecdotes, some of which are funny, some of which are poignant. He tells the story of his life, of how he became commissioner and what he did while holding that title, through a series of interludes and conversations with famous men and women involved in the game in some respect. With chapters that cover such things as his formative years, the Pete Rose debacle, baseball greats from his beloved team and baseball greats from the negro leagues, Fay Vincent uses first hand accounts with players and baseball people to paint very real and intimate pictures of his heroes, his adversaries and those who shaped the game and shaped his own life. Vincent's love of the game is clear, as is the beauty and calmness he finds in it, but he doesn't shy away from the darker side of it, as he describes the pressures and disappointments of the Pete rose case, nor does he romanticize the game. Rather Vincent tries to keep the game in perspective and show that, though it is not life itself, he says, it is an important part of our lives.
Fay Vincent was not only commissioner of baseball from 1989 to 1992, he is also clearly a true fan of the game and shows it in his "baseball valentine". Vincent's book is jam-packed with fascinating anecdotes about players from DiMaggio and Williams to Vincent's close friends Ralph Branca (who famously gave up the "Shot Heard Round the World" to Bobby Thomson in 1951) and Slick Surratt of the Negro Leagues. Vincent makes no bones about his fannish joy in meeting baseball legends; he refers to a breakfast invitation from Ted Williams as "an invitation to the Church of Hitting...you can't -- or the twelve-year-old in you, anyhow, cannot -- pass it up", and it's endearing to see his enthusiasm.
I was less enthused about the whole half chapter on the Bush family, which seemed rather more about Vincent's political inclinations than about baseball, but the chapters on Vincent's predecessor, Bart Giamatti (subjective though it obviously is, the two having been the best of friends), and the Pete Rose betting scandal were as interesting as the player anecdotes. The Last Commissioner is a little self-indulgent at times, but Vincent's love for the game makes it a very appealing book.
Enjoyed this book. Given the times now when we’re stuck inside for hours due to the virus reading this brought back memories of baseball legends I knew and I learned about other older players I didn’t know that much about. Some interesting information on the Pete Rose scandal and the Dave Winfield scandal. As expected the owners don’t come off well
It was all right. Definitely not the greatest baseball book of all time. While there are some cool inside baseball stories, it comes across a bit as WASPy namedropping. And he REALLY did not like Selig (which may have proved a good observation). Interesting getting the background on the Pete Rose situation and how he handled the 89 World Series and the earthquake as a brand new commissioner.
Many years ago my grandmother gave me this book as a Christmas gift and I finally got around to reading it. Fay Vincent describes his time as a baseball commissioner from 1989 to 1992 here while also honoring the people who have inspired him across his lifelong fascination with the game. He grew up as a great athlete in Connecticut, and although his athletic career ended following an accident he suffered while in college in 1956, he went on to executive positions at Columbia Pictures, Coca Cola, and finally Major League Baseball. I have much respect for his stance on the issues that confronted the game during his time as commissioner. He took a strong stance against betting during the investigation of Pete Rose, for instance, and knew that more minorities and women needed to be hired in executive positions to make the game reflective of United States demographics. He also writes of his frustration that the players union and the owners have had such an adversarial relationship and offers his thoughts on what might be done to shore up that situation (he believes that the players union and owners would all benefit and develop a harmonious relationship if each of them owned a share of the profits in the game, like shareholders in a company). I am glad he included his thoughts on these issues, although I wish he had addressed the issue of performance enhancing drug use in baseball. I recommend the book for all who want to look behind the scenes at what a commissioner must confront during his time in office and reflect on the beauty of the game.
Fay Vincent's baseball memoir seemed to lose some steam about two thirds of the way through and suffered a bit from some material that felt like padding, along with some proselytizing and mildly excessive baseball hosannas. However there is enough great insight and inside baseball material here, delivered in a candid and brutally honest way that feels intuitively on target and trustworthy, for the book to merit 4 stars rather than 3. Especially incisive are the details shared of Fay Vincent Sr., Bart Giamatti, the Pete Rose scandal, Vincent's tumultuous times as Commissioner and Deputy Commissioner, and his struggles dealing with hard headed and wrong headed owners. Recommended for any baseball fan of that era.
Surprisingly good. Second-gen Yale man Fay Vincent was portrayed as a bumbling oaf during his MLB heyday, but he actually had a hell of a life, of which baseball constituted only a small part. This is a deeply fascinating book about his fall from power and what it portended about a big-bucks sport that may disintegrate once all the regional sports networks and those $$$ broadcast rights go away in the next 2-3 years.
The original Fay Vincent shows up in a variety of places, including a "Smoky" Joe Wood biography I read last year, because he played baseball (Wood managed the Yale team, well according to the bio and poorly according to Vincent Jr.) and football at Yale - to good effect in both cases. The son was on pace for a fine football career at Williams until he fell out a window and suffered debilitating, mobility-inhibiting injuries. In spite of that, he became a real big wheel, a "pro" lawyer and executive in every sense.