Word: batters
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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During the confusion, one of the non-Harvard customers attempted to batter two policemen with a coffee-pot, successfully sending one of the officers to the hospital...
...What may prove to be one of the most expensive fouls in baseball history was a long fly by a Milwaukee batter one day in 1955. In the scramble to catch it, a fan knocked down Mrs. May Lee, 69, and broke a couple of her ribs. The Braves refused to pay May Lee's $100 hospital bill on the ground that fans assume certain risks when they buy their tickets. Last week the Wisconsin Supreme Court upheld an award of $3,675 to Mrs. Lee on the ground that the Braves' County Stadium ushers were negligent...
...this point, cleanup batter Kent Hathaway stepped into one of Quirk's fastballs and belted a high drive over the center fielder's head. Two runs scored as the hit went for a stand-up triple, and Hathaway came home himself with the fifth run a few moments later
...Secret. The ease with which Stan does his slugging makes him the envy of every batter in the league. No "guess hitter" who tries to anticipate a pitcher's plans and prepare his swing in advance, Stan boasts a set of split-second reflexes that allow him to wait until a ball is halfway to the plate before he commits himself. Though reflexes and muscles are both 37 years old, they are still good enough to enable Stan to belt baseballs at the remarkable early-season clip of .509-good enough to lead both leagues. He has already broken...
...mitt-a fat target. The pitcher frowned moodily and began his windup-a reluctant marksman. All evening, Cincinnati's big righthander, Brooks Lawrence, had been firing successfully past the St. Louis Cardinals. Now he seemed ready to throw and duck. And he had reason. Coiled in the batter's box was Stan ("The Man") Musial, the indestructible old pro whose potent bat has been tormenting National League pitchers ever since his rookie season with St. Louis 18 summers...