{"id":11165,"date":"2008-03-14T13:42:32","date_gmt":"2008-03-14T18:42:32","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.baseball1.com\/notes\/?p=74"},"modified":"2008-03-14T13:42:32","modified_gmt":"2008-03-14T18:42:32","slug":"notes-438-farewell-to-winter","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/seamheads.com\/blog\/2008\/03\/14\/notes-438-farewell-to-winter\/","title":{"rendered":"Notes #438 — Farewell to Winter"},"content":{"rendered":"

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\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0 Snow is still piled up in my neighborhood, but we have turned the corner on winter, I think. Most of the ground is not covered with the white stuff, so it will absorb the warmth of those still-too-rare sunny days, and future snows will not hang around very long. Baseball games are back in the newspapers and on TV, and while March Madness is a different sport, it still sets off something in our brains: opening day is coming<\/em>.
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\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0 This is not a Spring Training or an Opening Day issue, however. It’s a plain old mix of history and commentary.
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\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0 Yesterday, my Pirates beat the Yankees, 5-3. Never mind that it was ST. Never mind that Billy Crystal batted leadoff for NY. The main things is, the Pirates beat the Yanks, and I helped. How?\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0 By tuning in at the crucial moment (tie score, 8th inning, bases F.O.B. — full of Bucs). As “The Accomplice Theory” goes, my rooting tipped the scale, a hit followed, Pirates win.
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\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0 The sobering part is, that this could well be the highlight of 2008 for Pirate fans.
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\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0 I missed Crystal’s leadoff whiff by Pat Maholm, but I was glad Billy got that at bat — otherwise, I probably would not have noticed that the Yanks played the Pirates, and I would not have tuned in at all. So Yankee fans who accept The Accomplice Theory can blame Crystal for the loss, or give me credit. As I said to a Yankee fan later, it’s a good thing that Crystal didn’t get a hit, or we would never stop hearing about it. Somewhere along the line, I got very tired of listening to him talk about Mickey Mantle. However, if Billy Crystal showed some interest in staging or filming my play\/musical Mornings After<\/em>, I’ll be glad to hear him discuss The Mick at length.
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\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0 I will also be delighted to indulge Kevin Costner, if he agrees to peek at my ideas for making a movie based on Burying the Black Sox<\/em>.\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0 Twenty years after Eight Men Out<\/em>, we need to tell not just “the rest of the story” — but the real story. And I can publish ten books, without reaching nearly as many fans as a Costner movie would. If you film it, he will … have a better shot at Cooperstown, someday, maybe.<\/em>
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\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0 OK, it’s early, but I say farewell to winter<\/em> anyway. Here’s an image from my childhood that captures this feeling:
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HOME OPENER<\/strong>
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Never mind the patches of snow
\n<\/font>Out in right field
\n<\/font>So what if the ground’s still frozen?
\n<\/font>It’ll thaw and green soon enough
\n<\/font>We can see our breath
\n<\/font>Rise ’round the peaks of our caps
\n<\/font>But it’s spring
\n<\/font>And we can’t wait any longer
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All winter our gloves hung
\n<\/font>Our best balls strapped inside
\n<\/font>After rubdowns with neat’s foot oil
\n<\/font>Hung like Christmas stockings
\n<\/font>Hung like bats asleep in a cave
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Now they’re open again
\n<\/font>And let’s toss one HERE, Jack
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We’re bulky with sweaters
\n<\/font>That make for protection
\n<\/font>From the bad hops
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We’re chilled to the bone
\n<\/font>But having too much fun to quit
\n<\/font>The first swings of spring
\n<\/font>Stretch muscles somehow bypassed
\n<\/font>In our touch football games
\n<\/font>Played on this same field
\n<\/font>When it was white and deep
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No calisthenics in our camp
\n<\/font>Some pepper and fungoes
\n<\/font>Decent number of warm-up tosses
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School will be over in June
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It’s April in Pennsylvania
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A NOTE FROM\/ON COOPERSTOWN\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0 <\/u><\/strong>
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\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0 I reported here earlier this year that 2008’s “Hall of Fame Game” in Cooperstown, two major league teams on display at little Doubleday Field, will be the last. Thus ends a tradition going back to 1940. Once “MLB’s only in-season exhibition game” (so says a HOF Yearbook) was separated from Induction Weekend, the handwriting was on the wall. And it spelled “doomed.”
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\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0 In a sense, the game was a casualty of old-fashioned greed: Cooperstown suddenly had two weekends of surging crowds, filling up the motels and stores and the HOF itself. But separated from the Induction hoopla, the HOF Game was just another exhibition, with no more reason to be in Cooperstown, than in Anytown, USA.
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\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0 In the aftermath, HOF President Dale Petroskey spoke with the local media, and held out hope that the game may someday return. But he admitted that was unlikely. He credited MLB with keeping the game going, suggesting that the Players Association was not thrilled with this speed bump in the summer of two teams.
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\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0 “Some people would like things to go back to the way they were 50 years ago in baseball,” Petroskey continued. “But anyone who thinks baseball is not better today than it was decades ago is fooling themselves.”
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\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0 Really? It’s better that the top players now make obscene amounts of money, and that MLB fans pay many times more for a ticket than they did just twenty years ago, let alone fifty? Forget the money — I don’t think the fans today are nearly as close to the players as they were in the fifties. It is not better that fans in the East miss the end of October’s games. Or (in my opinion) that we have Wild Card teams in the post-season.
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\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0 Of course<\/em> it is better than the players are better paid, but are the owners and players real partners in the business?\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0 Of course<\/em> it is better that the game is truly integrated, racially at least. But for anyone who was following baseball fifty years ago, the argument that today’s MLB is better is hard to swallow. And I don’t say that just because my Pirates were winning games back then!
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\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0 In most ways, we cannot turn the clock back fifty years. But we can<\/em> start October games earlier, any Commish with guts would have done this long ago. And we can probably make the playing fields a bit more level, any Commish with leadership skills could be prodding the owners in that direction, for their own good.
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\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0 But there is a distance today between the Commish and the fans, between the players and fans. Who can you trust?<\/em> is the residue of Roger Clemens and Barry Bonds. I think it is healthy that we elevate no player to Hero status, to impossibly high pedestals, from which they can only tumble, as humans will. I think fans will be content with real-life heroes, small H. And they will not always find them on the diamond, hitting .350 or winning 20, but in the community, giving back the way heroes give back, in time and concern and maybe some money, too.
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\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0 Then perhaps the players at the top will themselves sit down and figure out ways to take the game to Anytown, USA. Maybe the season will be shorter, and every team can barnstorm a little, with kids from the minors tagging along and showing off. Maybe they can play spring training games throughout the south, not just in a few cities. Maybe the players will insist that every ML club play one game each season as visitors in the cities of their farm teams, even short-season A-ball (have two captains flip a bat and choose up sides, to make it more fair). All of these things are possible, and there will be a way, when there is a will to make them happen.
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FOR YOUR B-SOX LIBRARY\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0 <\/u><\/strong>
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\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0 I’m not sure how Creating the National Pastime<\/em>, with the subtitle Baseball Transforms Itself, 1903-1953<\/em>, slipped past me in my B-Sox research, started in September 2002. The book by G. Edward White (Princeton University Press) has been out there since 1996. It’s a bit out of the mainstream, so maybe that’s why it’s gone unnoticed, at least in “B-Sox literature” (had I seen references to it in other B-Sox books and articles, I surely would have tracked it down — it’s not that<\/em> hard to find).
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\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0 Unlike my own history of baseball in these pages, started last issue, White’s book takes a theme approach. On the whole, I think that it easier on the reader, than my year-by-year plodding. I think we learn more by stepping back a few paces, and looking at subjects, such as ballparks, the Negro Leagues, night baseball, journalism, radio, ethnicity, and so on.
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\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0 For your B-Sox library, you can focus on chapter three, The Rise of the Commissioner: Gambling, the Black Sox and the Creation of Baseball Heroes<\/em>. For 43 pages, White covers a lot, and I found him to be mostly accurate on the B-Sox front.
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\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0 What surprised me was how White noticed and described the cover-up of the Fix. “The facts and the details of the fix were covered up by a variety of people, including Comiskey, for nearly a year after it occurred” (pg 92). You will not find that kind of sentence in too many places before 1996, trust me.
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\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0 White begins the chapter with a nice history of how baseball coped with gambling. He almost provides the documentation of the history of baseball’s tendency to cover-up its problems, too. A.G. Spalding wrote a baseball history in 1911 — it’s a classic that everyone should read, really — in which he proclaimed that baseball had taken on the Evil and won the battle, emerging “wholly free from ties to bind it to gambling.” But that declaration of victory was premature, and wishful thinking. White then sets the stage for the B-Sox, and for those not familiar with “the Hal Chase era,” this is a nicely detailed summary.
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\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0 White reports on the “leaked” statements of Cicotte and Jackson after their grand jury appearances in September 1920, without noting that their descriptions of exactly how they “played to lose” were not actually in their testimony. In Jackson’s case, he does note the discrepancy between those leaks, and Jackson’s actual Series performance.
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\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0 But White gets most things right and I recommend this source, for a good overview, and for a thorough treatment of the rise of Landis as the game’s first Commish. He arrived “after [the owners’] unsuccessful attempt to cover up the Black Sox scandal [the fix] failed,” and gave the magnates more than they had bargained for. He restored the game’s image<\/em>, giving it his own idealized image — a clean, wholesome sport, safe for kids and adults to believe in.
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<\/u><\/strong>BASEBALL HISTORY — AS SEEN FROM THE SHADOWS OF COOPERSTOWN\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0 <\/u><\/strong>
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PART TWO: 1911-1920<\/strong>
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\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0 The 1911 season kicked off what has become one of baseball’s most familiar decades to me. It wasn’t always that way. I think I started learning about this decade via my APBA addiction as a kid, when I “managed” the 1915 Phillies. This team still strikes me as the typical ML team of that era. It was a deadball team all right, with an offense built around singles and speed. But it also had a glimpse of the future, in Gavvy Cravath, a slugger who could hit the ball over<\/em> the distant fences, a feat that he performed 24 times that summer. I think I know how the fans of the day felt, with that kind of power<\/em> in the lineup; you started looking at your scorecard to see when he’d be up next. The team also featured some genuine ace pitchers. Grover Cleveland Alexander wasn’t simply his team’s ace, he was a league<\/em> ace, and his 31 wins and 1.22 ERA glowed in a career that earned him not only Cooperstown, but a movie starring a future US president as Old Pete, The Winning Team<\/em>.
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\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0 I also managed APBA’s 1911 World Series opponents, McGraw’s NY Giants and Connie Mack’s A’s. These teams could literally run circles around the teams I was following in MLB at the time — it was as if the game itself had aged 50 years, and nobody ran<\/em> anymore, except Luis Aparicio and then Maury Wills.
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\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0 If baseball’s first decade of the twentieth century was one of War and Peace — the upstart AL challenging the established NL and winning equal ranking — so was the second. I don’t know of any one good book on the Federal League to recommend — I hope one is in the works. The FL was a true major league, even though it is almost forgotten today. Most often it comes up when we talk about Wrigley Field, as if that ballpark stood today as a monument to the Feds. So be it, but the FL itself reminds us that the game was still filled with unrest in its teens, its players determined to throw off the shackles of the reserve clause.
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\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0 The decade ended with the game stronger than ever, having survived not just the Federal League, but a World War, and the worst scandal to date, which went down in history as “the Black Sox scandal.” Before the B-Sox scandal broke, along came Ruth<\/em>, and when he followed his 29 HRs in 1919 for Boston, with 54 more in 1920 as a Yankee, the game would never be the same. America was hooked on Ruth<\/em>, before the B-Sox scandal broke, and I think that was a very good thing for baseball. Bribing gamblers might fix a game here and there and cause fans to doubt the efforts of certain players. But when the Bambino swung and lofted a ball not just over a fence, but over a grandstand<\/em>, there was no room for doubt — he converted fans into true believers<\/em>, becoming a folk hero without any more media than the newspapers — and the daily conversations of Americans, including those just learning English. The war was over, the Spanish flu was gone, America had apparently returned to normal (except for that Prohibition thing) and did you hear what the Babe did today?<\/em>\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0
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\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0 After finishing well back of the Cubs in 1910, the Giants took the NL pennant handily in 1911, Mathewson teaming up with Rube Marquard for 50 of the teams’ 99 wins. Mack’s Athletics won the AL flag again, well ahead of Detroit. And when they knocked off the Giants in October, they became the first AL team to repeat as champs (the Cubs were first, in 1907-08). Chief Bender, Gettysburg’s Eddie Plank and Colby Jack Coombs had a combined 1.29 ERA in the six-game Series. 3B Frank Baker made a name for himself — or rather, a nickname — by swatting two clutch HRs in Games 2 and 3, one off Marquard and the other off Matty. The A’s $100,000 Infield (Baker-Barry-Collins-Davis) made nine errors, but the Giants mis-played the A’s, 16 errors to 11. As I said up top, I managed these teams against each other in many APBA simulations, and they are both great fun, and evenly matched.
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\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0 Matty had Game Eight in hand, and no doubt some Giant fans had started celebrating, ahead 2-1 in the bottom of the 10th, when Tris Speaker’s foul pop fly fell safely between Matty, Merkle and Meyer. That followed a Snodgrass muff. Spoke followed with a hit, tying the game, and a minute later, Gardner’s sac fly ended it. The best description of this Series might be found in Tim Gay’s Speaker<\/em> biography. Worth noting is one of the great catches of all time, or at least up to 1912, made bare-handed by Boston OF Harry Hooper in the 6th inning of Game Eight, on a long smash by Larry Doyle, that ended with Hooper landing in a crowd.
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\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0 Now here is a season that gets no respect. While the 1911 and 1912 Series are both memorable, as is 1914 (the “Miracle Braves”), the Philadelphia A’s sound defeat (4-1) of McGraw’s Giants in October 1913 is not. If you have a time machine, I recommend going back for Games 2 and 5 (if your fuel is limited), two duels between Eddie Plank and Christy Mathewson. Matty won the first one, 3-0 (his first WS shutout since his 1905 hat trick), Plank the second, 3-1 in the clincher. Chief Bender won two games that Fall and Baker homered again in Game One.
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\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0 The season itself saw the Giants win handily in the NL, the A’s comfortably in the AL, with a cloud on the horizon. The Federal League was born that summer, just six teams and they did not call themselves Major League, but that was coming right up.
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\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0 And it happened the next summer, as the Feds expanded to eight teams, and challenged the AL & NL in Chicago, Brooklyn, Pittsburgh and St Louis (the other franchises were in Indianapolis, Baltimore, Buffalo and Kansas City). The FL scooped up some stars, Three Finger Brown and Joe Tinker, and almost<\/em> had Walter Johnson, until the AL pitched in to pay him what he was worth, and kept him in the AL.
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\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0 The Federal League of 1914 and 1915 is today recognized as a Major League, by those who remember it at all. It was the last “Third League.” Its championships were won by Indianapolis (by a game and a half over Chicago, 4.5 over Baltimore) and by Chicago (by one percentage point<\/em> over St Louis, and a half game over Pittsburgh). That’s right — the Chicago Whales finished 86-66 and .566, the St Louis Terriers 87-67 and .565; Pittsburgh’s Rebels were 86-67. I can find no record of a post-season for the FL in 1915. Their teams in St Louis and Chicago were not invited into a round-robin City Series, either.
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\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0 Meanwhile, the 1914 Boston Braves, after a slow start had them in last place (8th) in July, won 61 of their last 77 games to finish 10.5 in front, then knocked off the A’s in October, with a sweep, no less. Hank Gowdy, best known to fans of my generation as a longtime TV announcer and the first ML player to enlist for duty in WW I (seeing action in France), was Mr October for the Braves, with a .545 average and five extra-base hits.
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\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0 After the season, peace broke out again, as the Federal League folded. Its St Louis and Chicago owners were awarded NL franchises, however, the latter including what survives today as Wrigley Field (which, by any other name, will still be ivy green and easy on the eyes).
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\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0 See Notes #366<\/em> for a review of the Wilbert & Hageman book, The 1917 White Sox<\/em>. Charlie Comiskey had put together a dynasty team, essentially the same one that took the AL flag again in 1919 and came close in 1920. They were on top by 9 in 1917 and then defeated McGraw’s Giants in a wild World Series, 4-2. The image that lingers from this October is that of Eddie Collins racing home, chased by NY 3B Heinie Zimmerman when the plate was left unguarded. Red Faber won three games for the Sox.
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\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0 The war “over there” in Europe finally hit home in the country of baseball in 1918. It took a while to determine that the sport was not essential for the war effort, but the owners managed to keep it going through Labor Day (one last big gate). The pennant winners, Boston in the AL and Chicago in the NL, played just 126 and 129 games respectively. With a government OK to play the Series (it started Sept 5 and ended Sept 11), MLB limped home. Boston beat the Cubs 4-2 in a Series that was almost interrupted by a strike. A youngster named Babe Ruth won two games, 1-0 and 3-2.
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\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0 But the fans came back, more than doubling the 1918 turnout in the AL, and nearly breaking the MLB record, despite the short season. What better way to forget the war and all those deaths to the flu, than to take in a ball game?
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\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0 Of course, this is the season I’ve been living in since September 2002 (starting with Notes #268<\/em>), and I’ve written so much about it that I will just refer those interested to one of the indices in the Notes Archives<\/em>.
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\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0 It really was a terrific summer, 1919. Boxing made a comeback of sorts when Jack Dempsey KO’ed Jess Willard on the 4th of July, and Man o’War won America’s heart by tearing up the racetracks (see Notes #429<\/em>, and I’m going to recommend Dorothy Ours’ book Man o’War<\/em> here, for a close look at the parallel universes of horse racing and of the national pastime — gambling.) That Boston southpaw Ruth slugged 29 home runs, and what could that<\/em> mean? Baseball fans were sky-high when the Series rolled around, best of nine<\/em> (the coffers were still low, so maybe an extra payday would help the game survive). Cincinnati’s Reds outplayed and outpitched the dynastic White Sox, 5-3, as millions of dollars were bet all across the country. But there were ugly rumors. Baseball closed its eyes and ears, and covered up.
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\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0 The decade ended with baseball’s darkest days, but they were sandwiched in between a couple of highlights.
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\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0 Many, maybe most of the books and articles about the “Black Sox scandal” give the credit for baseball’s survival either to Judge Landis, hired by MLB as the first Commish at the end of 1920; or to George Herman “Babe” Ruth; or to both, which I think is more accurate. My research suggests that Landis truly did clean up baseball’s image<\/em>, even if the game itself continued to be influenced by fixers and bribers; his edict, banning the eight Sox implicated in the 1919 WS fix, while unfair (I think) was extremely effective, and sent the right message to ballplayers.
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\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0 The common understanding about Ruth is that he came along at just the right time, and distracted America from the scandal, then made them forget it entirely. But I now believe that Babe Ruth’s popularity rose sooner — he hit his fiftieth<\/em> HR in 1920 before the scandal broke. America was already hooked on Ruth, so the Black Sox <\/em>became the distraction, and fans were anxious to get it off<\/em> the sports pages.
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\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0 And then, just days after the scandal broke, the 1920 World Series capped the decade in fitting style. Cleveland won its first pennant — Tim Gay’s Tris Speaker<\/em> is again the book to read here — and so did Brooklyn, so there would be a new champion. And it was Cleveland, winning the Series 5-2, and giving fans lots to talk about all winter: Wambsganss’ unassisted triple play; the first Series grand slam, by Elmer Smith; and the first Series HR by a pitcher, 31-game winner Jim Bagby — all in the same game!\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0
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\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0 McGraw’s Giants were overtaken by Brooklyn, led by Uncle Wilbert Robinson, an old friend of Muggsy, who had become a bitter enemy. Their public feud rivaled Comiskey and Ban Johnson, adding spice to the NL races. Cleveland finished barely ahead of the ruined Sox, but had a terrific team, with a .303 batting average. (George Sisler’s .407 raised the Browns’ team to .308. For just the second time in 14 seasons, Ty Cobb did not<\/em> win the batting title.)
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\n<\/font><\/strong>In baseball’s first decades, the rivalry between the NL and AL was fierce. Ban Johnson, the AL Prez, was the czar when the three-man National Commission held sway, but the leagues were independent and had real differences. The sixteen teams battling it out in 1920 were the same sixteen in 1950. They were not equally successful or wealthy, but none of them collapsed. And no other cities joined them, or (after the Federal League) tried. Baseball weathered a war, a major scandal, the flu, and the challenge of a new league. It not only survived, but ballparks swelled with new fans when Babe Ruth came to town, and the Bambino kept on filling parks around the country, on his own, after the season ended for his Yankees. Many cities replaced their old parks with steel and concrete, larger-capacity new ones. America was ready to roar, and so was baseball.<\/strong>
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ST PATRICK INVENTED BASEBALL\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0 <\/u><\/strong>
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\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0 That’s the title of Notes #125<\/em>, and if you’re interested, you can look it up in the Notes Archive<\/em>. That issue is dated March 17, 1996, and was printed on green paper. I didn’t do very many “theme” issues in the first seasons of Notes<\/em>, so that one is an exception. So is #126<\/em>, AKA “the DiMaggio issue,” which is all about Opening Days.
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\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0 Neither issue is for the Politically Correct, by the way. But I continue to recommend them, especially to Notes<\/em> newcomers.
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A BASEBALL FAMILY ALBUM — RELEASED!<\/u><\/strong>
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\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0 I’ve just seen A Baseball Family Album<\/em>, my new collection of (mostly) old poems, just out from Pocol Press. You can google Pocol easily and order the paperback, and I recommend that, too. When I say “old” poems, I mean that most of them were written back before the Selig Strike of 1994-95, when I was writing a lot of short stuff for many publications, some of them casualties of that Strike. Album<\/em> has over 130 “portraits” of baseball people — mostly players, but also managers, umpires, a scout and a magnate or two, announcers, and even Father Chadwick.
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\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0 These little gems, each a combination of research and imagination, are arranged “chronologically” — according to the year each person was born — so Chadwick bats leadoff, and the youngest member is Jim Rice. I do believe that all of the teams of MLB’s first five decades are represented, and there are a few “expansion” teams covered, too — eg, Tom Seaver’s in there.
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GREENVILLE<\/u><\/strong>‘S GOING SHOELESS — JUNE 21\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0 <\/u><\/strong>
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\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0 I hope to be in this South Carolina city for the opening of the Shoeless Joe Jackson Museum on June 21. (A media event that was tentatively planned for May 13 will not happen.)\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0 I also hope to be in Indianapolis on June 14 for Extra Innings<\/em>, a celebration of the 20th Anniversary of Eight Men Out<\/em>; and in Cleveland June 26-29 for the national SABR convention.
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\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0\u00c3\u201a\u00c2\u00a0 I’ll be talking B-Sox at the first two events, but not at the convention. I’ve asked for an hour for discussion<\/em> of the B-Sox research that has emerged since last convention, and am waiting to hear about another proposal. More later on that.
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