There is no denying Daniel Murphy of the New York Mets is a hot hitter. Everyone in the baseball world knows that this 30-year old second baseman has homered in six consecutive post-season games and gone yard seven times since the start of their division series versus the Los Angeles Dodgers.
One of the major story lines for Game One of the World Series, which begins Tuesday, concerns whether he can knock it out of the park for a seventh consecutive game. To some, the winner of the game is secondary.
Perhaps the story wouldn’t seem so unbelievable if this was someone who was one of the best players in baseball this past season. Murphy is a career .288 hitter who has never exceeded 14 home runs in the regular season and only has 62 round-trippers during his seven year career.
It’s not like Murphy has the regular season pedigree of his “D-Murph” namesake in former Atlanta Braves superstar, Dale Murphy. That “D-Murph” was arguably the best player of the 1980s, and definitely the best player in baseball between 1982-1987. That Murphy was league MVP in both 1982-1983, led the league in homers the following two years, was voted the most feared hitter in the league by opposing pitchers in 1985, and set a single season career high in homers in 1987. He had no peers.
Dale Murphy’s greatness was so definite that we even wrote a song about him. If Daniel Murphy keeps it up and the Mets win the World Series, then a song should be recorded about him, too.
For now, we’ll simply offer a Daniel Murphy poem:
Daniel Murphy hits bombs each and every day,
Whenever the New York Mets have a post-season game to play,
He’s in a zone and nobody’s as hot as he,
It’s almost as if he’s hitting off a tee,
Can the Royals stop him? We’re about to find out.
If they can’t, their World Series chances are in doubt.
Which is better, our Dale Murphy song or Daniel Murphy poem?