OK, but I don't think the reference is to DiMaggio personally but rather to a time...a myth...an ideal even.
Perhaps that time never existed...the myth fanciful...and the ideal unreachable.
But there's something to be said for holding onto the memories, hopes, and dreams anyway.
I mean, look around at the new grubby reality with all the ugliness and unhappiness. Is that really preferable?
Yes, dealing in reality is always preferable to playing pretend and lying to one’s self and others in order to criticize what’s real.