Word: honus
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...baseball's pantheon, John Peter ("Honus") Wagner, the bowlegged shortstop of the Pittsburgh Pirates (1900-17), is a superstar's superstar. He was eight times National League batting champion, and among the first to be elected to the Hall of Fame. As a shortstop, he was unparalleled; as a hitter, formidable; and as a coach, respected. Yet today a growing number of savvy professionals value Wagner for an entirely different reason-the rarity of the 1910 baseball cards bearing his phiz...
While the same number of cards is issued for each player, cards of superstars are naturally in greater demand. Moreover, many sets include one or two "stumpers"-cards that because of printing errors are rarer than the others. The Honus Wagner card is probably the greatest stumper of all tune, and along with two others forms "the Big Three." The second is the 1910 Sweet Caporal card of Philadelphia Athletics Pitcher Eddie Plank, whose printing plate broke during production, making the card a rarity currently worth $1,900. The third, worth $1,500, is the card of Cleveland Second Baseman...
...season, Hoy led the league with 82 stolen bases and finished with 594 thefts by the time he retired after the 1902 season. That many stolen bases is enough in itself to entitle him to a posthumous spot in Cooperstown, as only Ty Cobb, Eddie Collins, Max Carey and Honus Wagner swiped more during Hoy's lifetime...
...Brock, whose daring has helped keep the Cards in first place in the National League's Eastern Division, the assault on Wills' record is only the latest feat in his 14 years of pilfering. He already ranks fifth (after Cobb, Eddie Col lins, Max Carey and Honus Wagner) in lifetime steals (685), and holds the major league record for the most seasons (ten) with 50 or more stolen bases. Cincinnati's Superstar Catcher Johnny Bench, who has the best throwing arm in baseball, admits, "There just isn't any way to stop Brock if he gets...
However wry Roth is, baseball is a religion in this novel. A ghostly past of Mel Ott, of Honus Wagner, the Folo Grounds, Kenesaw Mountain Landis -- it haunts this book. To Word Smith, it fled with America's innocence. In the bleachers at Fenway the other night, thinking of this, and badly shaken by the rendition of "Knock Three Times" that had just been piped to us at a deafening level, the kid in front of me with the baseball cap began loudly to taunt the center-fielder with the ageless imputation that he bit the dust. This convinced...