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It’s All Here in “The Only Game”

June 30, 2010 by · Leave a Comment 

“An afternoon in mid-May, and we are waiting for the game to begin. We are in the shadow, and the sunlit field before us is a thick, springy green” an old diamond, beautifully kept up,” Roger Angell pens in the opening to his essay “The Web of the Game.” (3, Only) Angell’s piece sets the […]