This is a fantastic baseball memoir by one of the game's all-time great hitters. They don't really make pure hitters anymore (although, I just watched the Marlins play a few games and Luis Arraez is starting to look like the second coming of Carew or Gwynn with his level stroke that seems to result in a line drive in every at bat) and it's a shame because I love small ball with its audacious running, its stealing, its sneaky bunts, squeeze plays and constant probing of the defense. Carew stole home 17 times in his career, and there are few things more exciting in sports than watching someone steal home. Consider me a member of The Society for the Promotion of Rod Carew Style Baseball.
The book's title, "One Tough Out" refers not only to the way Carew played baseball, but also how he has lived his life. He grew up in a poor neighborhood in a poor nation (Panama). His father was an abusive alcoholic who hated Carew more than his other children and focused his violence on him. Carew was blessed with other father figures though, who taught him how to play baseball and pushed him towards better things. He was also blessed with good women in his life, such as his mother and Margaret Allen, the nurse who cared for his mother when he was born (on a moving train) and then helped him and his mother emigrate to the United States.
The first half of the book deals with his early life and his baseball career. He was an absolutely dominant hitter who won the batting title seven times and went to the all star game 18 times. I didn't know much about him before reading this book. I knew that he was a Twins/Angels legend, a high batting average/low home run guy and a hall of famer, but not much more than that. Nowadays he seems like a kindly and wise elder statesman of baseball and I was surprised to learn that he was a hot head when he was younger, and that he continued to carry around the bitter effects of his abusive childhood for many years. He credits Tony Oliva and Harmon Killebrew with helping to level him out.
The second half of the book deals with some of the trials he has faced since retirement. The chapters dealing with the leukemia diagnosis, cancer battle and death of his teenage daughter, Michelle, were absolutely heartrending. I know it shouldn't matter, but whenever I read about something bad happening to a child who is the same age/sex as one of my own, it really gets to me. I could so easily see my own 18 year old in the place of Carew's daughter, and it made a wreck of me. I listened to those chapters while jogging this morning and I must have looked like an absolutely insane person running around with tears pouring down my stupid face.
Ultimately this is an inspiring book about overcoming trials and continuing to grow as a person well into your old age.
Also, shockingly, it turns out that Adam Sandler lied to us about Carew being Jewish in his Chanukah Song (he married a Jewish woman, and raised his daughters in the faith, but never converted himself).