I'm the only one he called handsome. And have a wonderful day.
When I pitched in the minors, people feared me. Feared me I tell you. So feared.
Back in my day pitching was like a Western. We had scary pitchers, like Nolan Ryan, who was from Texas, like a Cowboy. He would throw the ball at the catcher, who squatted behind the plate. Sometimes the ball would go over the plate, and they would call them strikes. Sometimes the ball would miss, and they would call them balls.
Next week in the NYT Magazine: Things Other Than Baseball That Are Different Than They Used to Be.
Nobody is afraid of Cliff Lee. Nobody is afraid of anyone on the Phillies. I will tell you who people were afraid of. Me. Like for instance in 1980. I was on the mound at home. Raucous crowd. Top of the 8th. 3 run lead. Game 5 of the NLCS. 6 more outs to go. Winner goes to the World Series. And I was throwing darts. Batters feared me. What? Next question......
He called me the forgotten man and then he forgot about me...
"Back in the good old days, Phillies pitching gave me interviews so then I could turn around and make them look like loons and Nazis! Now they won't even talk to me so I can smear them! The NERVE!"
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