The sad news about Tom Brady, aptly lamented by SF below, reminds us just how difficult the feat of endurance is in professional sports. Just today, the Mets announced closer Billy Wagner is done for the season. That knowledge makes all the more impressive the accomplishments of Derek Jeter, who continues to field baseball’s toughtest position (besides catcher) nearly every day, without fail, and at an exceptional level of performance. Nevermind the intangibles. Or Intangibles. Yesterday our captain recorded his 1,000th career rbi and passed Babe Ruth on the all-time Yankee hit leaderboard. After a lousy, injury plagued first few months, he has quietly put together a more than respectable season, now clocking in at .297/.360/.407. Those stats make him, arguably, the best player at his position in the American League, and inarguably among the elite. It’s become fashionable even among Yankee fans to dismiss Jeter: he’s aging, he’s got no range; he’s got no power; his baserunning genius seems to have mysterious vanished. Perhaps he isn’t what he once was. (Who is?) But what he is is still pretty special. We’re thankful to have it, especially in such a lousy year.