You can't get through one episode of ESPN's Baseball Tonight without hearing an analyst invoke Showalter's anthem. A few years ago, when Deion Sanders was making all those who worshipped the Yankee pinstripes feel ill, he stepped into the batter's box one day in Chicago, jewelry jangling, doing an abbreviated end zone dance a few feet from Carlton Fisk's face mask. Carlton Fisk, above all else, played baseball the way it was meant to be played. He did not appreciate Sanders' interpretation of a New York Yankee. Within seconds, the two were engaged in a wrestling match, which concluded with Sanders getting a lesson of what it is to get your uniform dirty.
Sanders is now famous for being famous.
In the language of Generation X, he doesn't have game. Baseball is a chapter in my life that's unclosed. There's so much left for me to accomplish. Look at it this way. He only needs about 2,400 more hits to reach the Hall of Fame.