Word: pitcher
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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...most accounts, Bauer was actually the one who broke Jones' nose. But the outfielder's alibi was compelling. "Hit him?" shrugged Bauer, batting .203 at the time. "Why, I haven't hit anybody all year." Only the humble pitcher Kucks was impressed by the $1,000 fines handed down a few days later in Cleveland. "Do you know if there is a good nightclub in this town?" Berra asked the writers. But only Martin was truly blamed. He was traded to Kansas City...
...Martin socked Cubs Pitcher Jim Brewer solidly enough to inspire a $1 million lawsuit. "How does he want it?" Billy asked, starting to get into the spirit of the thing. "Cash or green stamps?" By the end of the '60s, Martin was an itinerant manager batting out minor club officials and bespectacled traveling secretaries with either hand. Outside a Detroit bar, he flattened one of his own players, Dave Boswell, and began moving up through the ranks of bantamweight sportswriters and marshmallow salesmen to unidentified phantoms...
With a bloody loss at the hands and feet of Pitcher Ed Whitson in 1985, Martin was plainly on his way to Palookaville. But the beating or bouncing he took two weeks ago at a Texas topless bar came close enough to his 60th birthday, and near enough to the Copa, to seem to make a full circle. Mantle was even there a little earlier, still leering at 56. The funniest line was Martin's: "I guess I can't go anywhere anymore," as if he had been at midnight Mass. The saddest was Yankee First Baseman Don Mattingly...
...train for the ball park," relates Pete Rose, as if Rose were not only alive then but could still smell the yeast, "he would remind the porter to have the bathtub full of beer by the time he returned." Rose got the story straight from Waite Hoyt, the late pitcher and alcoholic, who along with Third Baseman Joe Dugan was a pallbearer at Ruth's funeral in August 1948. "I'd give $100 for a cold beer," Dugan whispered to Hoyt, who murmured, "So would the Babe...
...this frenzy might be a harmless diversion, except that it badly exaggerates the importance of a job that John Nance Garner ridiculed as "not worth a pitcher of warm spit." There are five stages in the downward slide of a Vice President: 1) Euphoria, which rarely outlasts the convention; 2) Examination, as the press rummages through back closets searching for another Ferraro furor; 3) Ennui, which sets in when the nominee learns that he is not permitted to make news as he barnstorms in backwaters like Biloxi and Butte; 4) Ephemeral Elevation, a honeymoon that lasts until the new Veep...