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Category Archives: Babe Ruth

Babe Ruth Welcomes George Bush

Babe’s playing catch with a teammate on the sideline when a tall lean fellow, wearing a first baseman’s mitt, jogs onto the infield and says, “Hi, I’m George. Can I play today?” “Kid, I got first base because I was out pretty late last night and don’t feel like pitching or running in the outfield.” […]

Also posted in Baseball, George H. W. Bush, Richard Nixon, Ronald Reagan

Ruth and Gehrig

I like Lou Gehrig. He’s strong as hell and hits hard from the left side of the plate and soon becomes the second most feared hitter in baseball and forces pitchers to either give me good pitches to hit or walk me. What a future we have on the Yankees. “I feel as though I […]

Also posted in Amyotrophic Lateral Sclerosis, Baseball, Lou Gehrig

Babe and Billy

“Hey, Kid, get out here,” Babe says, inhaling cold air and exhaling hard. “This place is our Yankee Stadium.” A wiry man of medium height appears and says, “How about you quit calling me Kid.” “I’ll be happy to, soon as I learn your name.” “How long you need? I’ve been here thirty years.” “I’ve […]

Also posted in Alcohol, Baseball, Billy Martin, Cancer, Sex, Smoking, Tobacco, Ty Cobb

Babe Ruth v. King Tut

This story is from the collection “Death in the Ring”

Also posted in Al Capone, Boxing, Cloning, DNA, Egypt, Gene Tunney, Jack Dempsey, King Tut

Maris Prime Rib

In mid-sixties Sacramento a restaurateur, exhibiting either grand generosity or manifest ignorance of human hunger, offered eat all you want prime rib lunch on Sundays. Two fast-growing adolescents and I, salivating after a hot afternoon of schoolyard baseball, scurried into an establishment that, a few years earlier, had presented Roger Maris the baseball he hit […]

Also posted in Adolescents, Baseball, Food, George Thomas Clark, New York Yankees, Roger Maris, Sacramento, Short Pieces - GTC

Grave of Great Yankees

Who the hell ordered opening this quite deep grave we didn’t know existed in a cemetery near New York City? Turn off that caterpillar and crane and quit pulling out caskets stacked on each other. Why’re you changing the order? Just put ‘em back the right way: Lou Gehrig first, followed by Babe Ruth then […]

Also posted in Baseball, Cemeteries, Dreams, Joe DiMaggio, Lou Gehrig, Mickey Mantle, New York City, New York Yankees, Poetry - GTC, Roger Maris

Old Newscasters Never Die

The chronology unfolded about like this: I recently visited my hometown Sacramento, which I’d left in 1991, and was as ever moved by familiar places laden with ancient memories, and shortly after returning to Bakersfield I wondered what had become of several television newscasters from my youth. And in particular I was interested in Harry […]

Also posted in Calvin Coolidge, Comedians, Harry Martin, Jay Leno, John Wayne, Media, Paul, Paul Newman, Sacramento, Stu Nahan, Television

Willie Mays is Eighty

I can recall no adolescent experiences nearly as vivid and pleasurable as going to Candlestick Park, that cold and blustery point on San Francisco Bay, and watching Willie Mays play baseball. I first saw him live the last game of the 1962 season. As I note in another essay, “With but three games to play, […]

Also posted in Baseball, George Thomas Clark, Hank Aaron, Juan Marichal, Lon Simmons, Orlando Cepeda, Russ Hodges, San Francisco, Uncategorized, Warren Spahn, Willie Mays, Willie McCovey

Material Handler on the Road

I still wonder if my adult working career for many years progressed like a tortoise in sand because of apathy or a reflexive hatred of manual labor that began too soon, at age nine, when my mother remarried and her new husband, a drill sergeant masquerading as an electrical engineer and contractor, drafted my stepbrother […]

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Cruising in My First Car

I wish I’d been more on the ball and returned to somehow punish the scoundrel who sold me my first car. The deed occurred on an ominous weeknight when my stepfather drove me east of Sacramento to a fine suburban home where a slender dorky old man at least forty-five opened the door and said, […]

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Babe Ruth on Steroids

“Boys, it’s great to be back.  Too bad it’s off season.  I haven’t been anywhere since 1948, and I’m ready to play.” “Babe, have you had time to read Jose Canseco’s book ‘Juiced’ that says eighty percent of major league baseball players used steroids?” a reporter asked. “Just finished it.” “Do you consider the new […]

Also posted in Baseball, Steroids