The wise men of baseball like to say there are only two kinds of baseball players: those who have been humbled and those who are about to be. The baseball gods are very protective, even cruelly so, about who gets to master their game. To be imbued with elite physical skills is the common gift of youth. But just as you accumulate the wisdom from repetitions, age dulls the physical edge.
Body and mind. Rarely do the twain intersect at their peaks. When they do, the intersection creates generational greatness. Justin Verlander has found the sweetness of that intersection, and not just for one day, Sunday, when he threw the third no-hitter of his career.