Watching Dave Kingman was worth the price of
admission. Tom Seaver was a great pitcher and a great ballplayer.
His Mets were a great team that won the World Series.
Young Doc Gooden was brilliant. Keith Hernandez was
the cleverest infielder I've ever seen. Their Mets
also won...
Kingman was not a good fielder and was a lousy all-
around hitter. His Mets never won much. (Shea was one
of the worst parks for home runs- you won with
pitching and defense.) His relationship with the sports press was always ice cold. Often, the same with management.
Seemingly, the only thing Kingman cared about was hitting a baseball as far as humanly possible, and he was willing to wildly over-swing and lunge at bad pitches to do so.
He probably could have recorded even more homers as a more disciplined hitter (Hank Aaron almost never over-swung). He certainly would have hit for a better average and arguably been more valuable to his team.
But what made Kingman so exciting- and heroic in his way- was that every time at bat you absolutely had to watch every pitch, and hold your breath. There was a tiny, but distinct, possibility that you were about to witness the longest shot you would ever see in your lifetime.
The fact that swinging so hard makes the hitter more likely to fan and look foolish made the spectacle all the more heroic. To hit the ball far you have to hit it high: a Dave Winfield's (or Miguel Cabrera's) line drive homers may be hit as hard or harder, but inevitably land shorter. Thus you risk more popups and fly ball outs when 'aiming high'.
Accurately measuring the longest HR's in history is impossible. This much can be said:
Yes, Kingman hit home run(s) on a check-swing.
Yes, Kingman hit home run(s) with one hand getting fooled on a low outside pitch.
Yes, Kingman hit mythical popups and fly balls through, or bouncing off, domes. And he hit many ridiculously long home runs.
Vince Carter has not won any NBA titles. Julius Erving only won one, late. Michael Jordan eventually won 6... but I happened to be at his first game against the Knicks at the Garden, when the Bulls were not very good. I have no memory of who won the game, how many points Jordan had, or whether he showed any of the great defense that would set him and the Bulls apart.
But I can still picture that backhand dunk. It was on a breakaway and a plain vanilla dunk would have been higher percentage. Had he botched it he would have looked really foolish.
But it was worth the price of admission.