Word: batting
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...More." Red Rolfe does not expect Johnny to hit any .340 "right away in this league." There are still flaws in his batting; he swishes his bat back & forth nervously before each pitch, frequently wastes his power by swinging late. His fielding, too, still lacks polish. "All I hope is that they won't expect miracles this first year," warns a Tiger coach. "I'll bet you right now he'll make half a dozen throws to the wrong base early in the season...
...life is what you make it' and it seems to me, by God, it's mostly environment you're coping with and you have mighty little chance to make it yourself. I don't see that many people are particularly captains of their fate. They bat it out, but do they really get what they want? I'm damned if I think...
John P. (Stuffy) McInnis was born in Gloucester on September 19, 1890. When he was big enough to shoulder a baseball bat, he started playing ball. "Just as soon as the snow was off the streets," Stuffy explains, "we'd be out playing under the lights with a yarn ball our mothers would knit for us. When we knocked the yarn apart, we'd pull it back together with black tape." Stuffy did his share of the knocking. In fact, his nickname resulted from it. Whenever the youngster would make a hit or come up with a hard grounder...
...shortstop for Gloucester High, Stuffy blocked enough grounders and broke up enough ball games with his bat to get himself taken on by Haverhill of the New England League. Billy Madden, who managed the Beverly team and also scouted for Connie Mack, was so impressed by young McInnis' hitting ability that he persuaded him to join with Beverly. "My association with Harvard started then," says Stuffy. "The 1907 Beverly club had Eddic Grant, Bill Matthews, and Eddic Loughlin, all students at Harvard Law School...
...pounds. Stuffy is the whole works around one of the greatest infields ever gotten together. He wears a uniform that has been through many a battle and his glove appears to the onlooker to be bigger than himself. He is always working. While his teammates are going to the bat he scampers around the coaching lines begging of them to connect with the ball. When his time arrives, he rushes to the bench, picks up a bat and without any ceremony, walks right up to the ball. He has a fancy way of meeting it-chopping it right...