This story is very boring compared to yours, but I've had an official Little League baseball on my desk for the past year. I just grab it when I get anxious. It's scuffed, and covered in blotches of caked dirt. I think it was once used in the bullpen that we call the street in front of our house. I'm sure many imaginary batters were struck out before school on weekdays when the boys said, "ONE MORE BATTER, dad."
I have been an Orioles fan since I was six years old when the Orioles came to Baltimore. My favorite player was Gus Triandos.
My father took my sister and me to a father - child event where, who else, but Gus Triandos was the featured guest. The highlight of the evening was a raffle drawing for an autographed baseball signed by Gus. How I wanted that ball. The winning ticket was drawn and to my disappointment I didn’t win. To add insult to injury my sister held the winning ticket.
After going up on stage, shaking hands with Gus and receiving the ball, that was the last time my sister saw the ball, which to this day is encased on my shelf.
This story is very boring compared to yours, but I've had an official Little League baseball on my desk for the past year. I just grab it when I get anxious. It's scuffed, and covered in blotches of caked dirt. I think it was once used in the bullpen that we call the street in front of our house. I'm sure many imaginary batters were struck out before school on weekdays when the boys said, "ONE MORE BATTER, dad."
June 24, 1956
Hollywood, Cal.
Dick Smith, at shortstop, is barely good enough for a
pennant winning club in the Pacific Coast League, - only barely.
He is a confirmed puny hitter, and it would be very easy to
over-estimate his running speed. He is not a slow runner,
neither is he a long strider. He may not really be as fast as he
is rated. The boy has no adventure as a base runner. He is
a nice person and the Hollywood club can possibly carry him for sometime to
come as an integral part of a good club. —BRANCH RICKEY http://tile.loc.gov/image-services/iiif/service:mss:mss37820:mss37820-053:08:0022/full/pct:100/0/default.jpg
I have been an Orioles fan since I was six years old when the Orioles came to Baltimore. My favorite player was Gus Triandos.
My father took my sister and me to a father - child event where, who else, but Gus Triandos was the featured guest. The highlight of the evening was a raffle drawing for an autographed baseball signed by Gus. How I wanted that ball. The winning ticket was drawn and to my disappointment I didn’t win. To add insult to injury my sister held the winning ticket.
After going up on stage, shaking hands with Gus and receiving the ball, that was the last time my sister saw the ball, which to this day is encased on my shelf.