Few names in St. Louis Cardinals history elicit a wider range of emotions and opinions than that of Rick Ankiel. To be fair, few players in Major League Baseball history have had the kind of career Ankiel has had.

It seems impossible that Ankiel will only turn 32 this July. He made his Major League debut back in 1999…less than a week after the Cards inked a new draft pick named Albert Pujols to his first professional deal. Ankiel the pitcher was young, left-handed, and threw hard. On a pitching staff decimated by injuries, Ankiel saw action in nine games (five starts), throwing 33 innings with an eye-popping 10.6 K/9. His potential was intoxicating.

Ankiel’s 2000 regular season proved to be the coming out party Cardinals fans were hoping for. He made 30 starts, going 11-7 with a 3.50 ERA (tops in the Cards’ rotation) and 194 strikeouts in 175 innings. Ankiel even batted .250 with 2 home runs to boot. He finished second to Rafael Furcal for NL Rookie of the Year and helped his team win the division title. It really was a storybook year.

Unfortunately, the final chapter was a disaster. Again decimated by injuries, the Cards’ rotation was thin going into the 2000 Division Series against the Atlanta Braves. Tony LaRussa decided to pitch rookie Ankiel in Game 1 and ace Daryl Kile in Game 2. It was a move LaRussa would ultimately regret. After two easy innings, Ankiel spiraled into one of the most epic meltdowns in baseball history in the third inning of Game 1. He allowed four runs on two hits, four walks, and five wild pitches…and we’re not talking overthrown offspeed pitches that hit the dirt and skip by the catcher; these were back-to-the-screen, out-of-this-world wild pitches. Lost the ability to pitch wild pitches. The Cardinals eventually on the game and Ankiel laughed his performance off afterward, but the event was but a precursor of what was to come for the 20 year old. The Cards swept the Braves in that series, and faced the New York Mets in the NLCS. Ankiel started Game 2, but this time couldn’t even make it through the first inning. Again, pitches were thrown to the backstop. Ankiel’s control was gone. He would appear in relief later in the series, throwing wild pitches and walking batters again. The Cards would lose the series to the Mets, but they also lost their phenom pitcher who, just a couple of weeks earlier, looked like the best young hurler in the game.

Ankiel’s control problems followed him into the 2001 season, eventually earning him a demotion to AAA. It was the first step of what would become a long descent to rookie-league ball. After somewhat of a bounceback by the end of 2001, Ankiel would miss all of 2002 due to injury and eventually would have Tommy John surgery in 2003. In 2004 he would return to the Cardinals, pitching in five games in relief but showing none of the control issues that derailed him earlier in the decade.

It wouldn’t be long before his demons returned, though, and Ankiel announced in 2005 that he was giving up pitching to become an outfielder. After all the promise, disappointment, speculation, hope, and confusion, Ankiel’s career as a pitcher was apparently over.

Ankiel had to again visit the lowest levels of the minor leagues, but he would not be deterred. He battled injury and learned familiarity with a new role and made it back to the St. Louis Cardinals, this time as an outfielder, in 2007. Cardinal fans delivered standing ovations for Ankiel in his first game back; he thanked them by hitting a home run. A couple days later, Ankiel hit two home runs in a game (aside: I happened to be in the right field bleachers, in the first row overlooking the bullpen, that day…the homers were close enough that I could pick myself out in the TV replays I saw later that night). He hit .285 in 2007 and mashied 25 home runs in 2008. As an outfielder, the arm that was responsible for ridiculous curveballs and mid-90s heat as a pitcher proved to be an asset at gunning down runners trying to take an extra base. Ankiel had good speed and good instincts. He made catches the team hadn’t seen since Jim Edmonds’ heyday, even crashing head-first into the wall on one play and having to be carted off on a stretcher.

Perhaps it was his late start, or perhaps it was beginner’s luck run out…but Ankiel would regress to become an average hitter who struck out too much. The Cardinals had good players like Colby Rasmus pushing toward the big leagues, and 2009 was Ankiel’s last year with the Cards. His career with the Redbirds ended as a cruel irony in the ’09 Division Series against the Los Angeles Dodgers: in Game 2, Ankiel—mainly known for his defense by that point—sat on the bench and watched while Matt Holliday muffed the line drive that ultimately cost the Cards the game, and Ankiel’s only two at bats in the series both resulted in strikeouts—what he was most known for as a pitcher.

Since leaving the Cardinals, Ankiel signed a one year deal with the Kansas City Royals in 2010, eventually got traded to the Braves mid-season, and signed a one year deal for 2011 with the Washington Nationals. He still has some pop, but he still strikes out too much. His defense is above average, however, and he is a threat to throw runners out at any base from anywhere in the outfield. Ankiel will never be an elite position player, and he may not have much of a career as a starter if he cannot learn better plate discipline. But he is one of those natural athletes who can meet any challenge put before him. Every once in a while, the idea of Ankiel taking the mound again one day is floated by fans or writers, and though the answers given by his managers vary, Ankiel has never publicly said he’d like to try pitching again.

Ankiel is the ultimate enigma. How he lost his pitching control remains a mystery to this day. How he could come back years later and have a successful run as an outfielder is almost as impressive as his rookie campaign. It’s doubtless Cardinal fans would love seeing Ankiel succeed. As a visiting player, he will probably always get just a little more applause at Busch Stadium than his teammates. But no matter what he does, Ankiel will always be most remembered as the flame-throwing southpaw pitcher with the ankle-breaking curve…and what might have been.

Chris Reed is a freelance writer who also writes for InsideSTL Mondays and at Bird Brained whenever he feels like it. Follow him on Twitter @birdbrained.

The following article, Living Legend, by Todd Fertig, was first printed in the Kansas State Collegian on Jan. 25, 1991. The subject of this article, Negro League star George Giles, passed away on March 3, 1992. You can read the precursor to this article by clicking here.

Take a lesson on life from someone who knows. Forgive and forget. Don’t worry about things you have no control over. Enjoy life, rather than trying to interpret it.

It’s this kind of outlook that allows George Giles to laugh when he looks back on his 81 years. Scripture passages and adages about life, with an occasional “That ain’t no kinda thing” reaction, are Giles’ primary means of expression.

Giles’ gruff voice is nearly drowned by the constant banter of the card game at the only other table in the small tavern Giles operates.

“They are my regulars,” Giles said. “You treat other people right,” and they’ll treat you right.

“I didn’t even raise the price of beer when everyone else in town did,” he recalled with a smile.

Giles, like his tavern on the south side of Manhattan, is old, typical, one might almost say forgettable. But as one of Giles’ many quotations goes, “You don’t know me until you’ve walked a mile in my moccasins.”

Along one wall of the tavern are the reminders of where Giles has walked. They are the memoirs from 14 years of his life, which he says people today can not begin to imagine.

Giles is just one of a handful of men still living who played baseball in the Negro Leagues before blacks were allowed to play in the major leagues in 1947. From 1925 to 1939, beginning at the age of 15, Giles was a star first baseman in the Negro Leagues.

Giles has seen the best in baseball. He has seen the world. He has seen success. But most of all, he has seen hard living, and he has seen discrimination.

While the Babe Ruths and Dizzy Deans of his day became celebrities, the stars of the Negro Leagues lived the lives of barnstormers, playing in large stadiums one night and in cow pastures the next.

They made a meager living and traveled hard roads, but Giles said he treasures those memories and feels no bitterness over the discrimination.

“We never thought nothing of it,” Giles said. “That’s just the way it was then. Why go worryin’ about something you got no control over. You’d go crazy tryin’ to figure it out, so we just didn’t think nothing of it.”

Rather than feeling mistreated, Giles said he is thankful for the opportunities he received, and the lessons from baseball.

“If I’d had a different life, I might feel different, but there’s no use in cryin’ over spilled milk,” Giles said. “These guys play today for the money and the publicity, but in those days we played because we loved the game. You had to love it to put up with it all. But it was a better life than working out here on construction. It kept the home fires burning.”

Giles was raised in Manhattan by his grandmother and began playing baseball against grown men at a young age. By the age of 14, Giles was so talented he earned a spot with the Kansas City Monarchs in an amateur tryout.

It took the persuading of a white boyhood friend, Evan Griffith, to convince Giles’ grandmother to allow him to travel to Kansas City for the tryout.

“If it weren’t for Evan Griffith, I might never have gotten where I did. You know he must’ve done some talking, because I hadn’t ever been out of Manhattan,” Giles recalled with a laugh. “I took my own uniform and they thought I was pretty funny. I guess I looked like a hick or something.”

Giles’ knowledge of the game amounted to what he terms “country baseball,” but he impressed the Monarchs enough that they signed him on his 15^th birthday to a contract worth $140 a month.

(note: Giles actually played for the Kansas City Royal Giants and Gilkerson’s Union Giants, teams not in the Negro National League, until he turned 18)

Giles attained as much stardom as the Negro Leagues would offer while playing for several teams in the league and barnstorming throughout the country and Central America.

He helped the St. Louis Stars win league championships in 1930 and 1931, and served as player/manager of the Brooklyn Eagles in 1935.

Not until the 1970s had the accomplishments of Negro League stars begun to be recognized by the major leagues and the Baseball Hall of Fame. A recent push for more Negro Leaguers to be inducted into the Hall of Fame may help Giles gain the same honor given to such legends of the league as Satchel Paige, Josh Gibson, and “Cool Papa,” Bell.

“They tell me I’ll make it, but we’ll just have to see how they vote,” Giles said. “In New York they used to call me the black Bill Terry (after the Hall-of-Fame first baseman of the New York Giants in the 1930s). I never could figure out why they didn’t call him the white George Giles.”

The Negro Leagues provided a decent living for Giles’ family in Manhattan and the opportunity to play the game he loved. But finally, in 1939, Giles tired of the travel and conditions of the league. While barnstorming with a team of white all-stars in Nebraska, Giles decided to retire.

“We were playing Dizzy Dean’s All-Stars in Holdrege, Nebraska,” Giles said. “They stayed in the best hotel in town and we had to stay in another town a ways away. They didn’t have showers and we had to change in the jailhouse in town. I said ‘I don’t need this bullshit.’ I made up my mind then to quit.”

“People didn’t understand why I was quitting, but they didn’t know anything about what it was like,” Giles said. “You couldn’t stay in hotels or shop in stores. Playing every day and traveling on buses. You get tired of that kind of life. You just got to try something else.”

Giles and the other remaining stars from the Negro League have recently been the attraction of autograph and publicity sessions to draw more attention to the league. Giles said he is pleased that the league is finally receiving some respect and believes it is important that more by done.

“We’re the only ones left to tell about it,” Giles said. “You’ve got to experience something to know what it’s like and we’re the only ones left. These were great players, but nobody knows about them.

“When people realize what you used to be, they recognize you as different, and that makes you feel good. But I don’t think nothing of it,” Giles said. “That was a long time ago and there’s a lot more important things in life.”

We could all learn a lot from someone like George Giles.