For me, Williams is the classic ballplayer of the game on a hot August weekday, before a small crowd, when the only thing at stake is the tissue-thin difference between a thing done well and a thing done ill.

HUB FANS BID KID ADIEU - John Updike, The New Yorker, 1960

Updike might have become a  misogynist, phallocentrist & generally a crappy fiction writer, but that's just a great turn of phrase, right?