In the face of prejudice, let it spur you on to greater achievement, rather than accept and be licked by it. –Hank Greenberg

In 1934 young Hank Greenberg had his dream job–playing first base for the Detroit Tigers. Unlike some other Jewish baseball players of that time, Hank had not changed his name to disguise his Jewishness–he was not going to pretend he was something he wasn’t. But there were many people who did not want to see a Jewish baseball player on the field. They booed and jeered and called him names, and most of his teammates were just standing by and letting it happen.

But Hank knew what he liked–baseball. So he played his best, kept quiet, and let his batting average speak for him instead.

In 1934, however, when the Tigers were leading the league, both Rosh Hashana and Yom Kippur fell on game days. Hank consulted a local rabbi, and decided he could play on Rosh Hashanah, a day of celebration, but refused to play on Yom Kippur. He went to synagogue services instead.

The Tigers lost that game, and Hank was blamed by many fans. A poem in the newspaper, however, recognized Hank’s achievements and that, despite everything, more people were coming to accept him as a Jewish baseball player.

We shall miss him on the field and shall miss him at the bat. But he’s true to his religion, and I honor him for that!

An end note with historical photo explains more about Hank’s baseball career as the first Jewish superstar in American team sports.