I am a ghost writer.In life, my relationship with the Boston community was damaged by a long-running feud between me and much of the Boston media. The newspapermen didn’t make my life any easier, but I didn’t help myself with my legendary stubbornness. The same mind that ensured I could remember a pitch that struck me out three months before was not going to forget any slights inflicted by a hostile press.I was a driven, obsessed young man. I thought the weight of the damn world was always on my neck, grinding on me. I wanted to be the greatest hitter who ever lived. Nobody ever worked harder at hitting. Hitting a baseball was at the core of my existence. My whole life was hitting.Hitting is a correction thing. Every swing you're changing. Every thought you're correcting. Every time up, you're thinking. If I was battling a slump, I stayed up all night thinking about what to change.Before he died, Charley Lau ranked me as the greatest hitter in baseball history. You could look it up.I have always thought of baseball as the best of all games: the most interesting, the most demanding, the most rewarding. I cannot begin to express the gratification I have felt in being part of the game of baseball with such a wonderful flavor and spirit. The game I love has produced such superb champions and attractive personalities as Merkle, Young, Stivetts, Arlington, Jackson, Wambsganss, Evers, Stengel, Piersall, Berra, Martin, Hobbs, McAvoy, and Al the Boss Angel. Wherever I traveled at home or abroad, I found baseball to be a universal language. I enjoyed every moment spent in baseball—above all the many wonderful friends I have made. I loved playing baseball more than anything else in my life. The prospect that there was going to be baseball in my day made me feel privileged and extremely happy. I could not wait for the sun to rise so I could get to the ballpark again.Open Access PolicyYou are free to share, copy, or redistribute the materials in this text in any medium or format. You are free to adapt, reuse, modify, transform, or build upon the materials in this text for any purpose whatsoever.
Genre: Humour, Parodies, Nonfiction, Sport, Other Team Sports
Size: 32 pages
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