I don't write about baseball much, but I'm a great admirer of 43-year-old Mariner pitcher Jamie Moyer. His ability to make hitters barely half his age look silly with the slowest average fastball in all of baseball is an athletic achievement so unusual that it provokes astonished laughter. His 21-win season in 2003 was beautifully automatic -- I'd make time to watch his games with a serene confidence that he'd figure out a way to prevail, serene confidence being a wholly foreign concept in baseball. His local philanthropy and total lack of observable assholery are just icing on the cake.
I bring this up because, though Moyer is widely acknowledged to be an unusually old man for an active pitcher, it wasn't until I saw the 1933 King Kong last month that I realized just how old he really is. In the first scene after returning from Skull Island, Ann Darrow and Driscoll are being peppered with questions. You can't tell me the reporter standing between them isn't Jamie Moyer. Conservatively estimating that he was 35 when the movie was made, he is inescapably not 43 today, but 108 years old.
IMDB does list a Ray Moyer for uncredited set design on King Kong, but he has no actor credits across his whole long career, while King Kong's entry is already stuffed with uncredited appearances. So, I'm sticking with my theory that Jamie is the oldest professional athlete in the history of the world. He'll still be pitching for the Mariners when the great Felix Hernandez starts leaving his teeth in a glass of water at night. 12:16PM «
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