I never understood the argument that a great player should retire while he's still at least a very good player. Oh, sure, it can get ugly at the end. We didn't have a television while I was growing up in central Vermont, so the first postseason I saw on the tube was the 1973 World Series at Uncle Ruby's house. I was 9 and Willie Mays was 42. He staggered and fell in center field while trying to run down fly balls against Oakland, and I couldn't figure out why everyone thought he was so great. A ...

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