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Deep down in Louisiana close to New Orleans Way back up in the woods among the evergreens There stood a log cabin made of earth and wood Where lived a country boy named Johnny B. Goode Who never ever learned to read or write so well But he could play...
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So, the story I read once about that batting race between Shoeless Joe and Ty is that since they were both Southerners, Cobb was pretty friendly with Jackson early in the year, talking to him before the games, being rather un-Ty like. And then Cobb realized that Jackson was real competition for the batting title, so he stopped talking to Jackson for a month or so, Jackson was so upset his batting average dropped several points. Once Cobb thought Jackson couldn’t catch him anymore, he started talking to him again.
Joe:
Love your writing, but I’m starting to get really tired of the hinky performance of the website and the whole Patreon thing. Can’t log in, can’t read anything on your site. I don’t get it. Why would it suddenly go bad? It’s just irritating. Your writing is worth more to me than I’m paying, but I’m not sure it’s worth the frustration the technical glitches are costing me.
Sigh… All better. Thank you.
Kershaw might be filibustering Kenesaw’s appointment to Shadowball.