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(So this isn't Arnold Harris writing this. It's his holy ghost. Which is pretty neat for a non-Catholic.)
So it actually looks like the W-Sox are going to win this World Series. The first in 88 years. And maybe even in four straigt games.
Wow! Eighty-eight years. That was 1917. Imperial Germany was the evil empire of the moment, and Kaiser Bill was the very personification of the "Prussian menace". The czar of all Russia was still on the throne, briefly. Lenin would soon be dictator of Russia. My father was in training and getting ready to be shipped to France and the western front, with a million or so other doughboys. (Where in hell did they get that name, "doughboy"?) Wilson was a living US president and not just a street on Chicago's north side. Prohibition was still three years away. The mostly unpaved roads of America were filled with model-T Fords. Arnold Harris himself wouldn't be born for another 17 years.
The very earth underneath where the old Comiskey Park was located, across the street from the new place, must be quaking from the memories of those 88 hollow years. I'm fearful the ground may shake so much, it will pull down the old "L" superstructure nearby.
Ah, Chicago, old girl. What would you be without two such baseball teams as the Cubs and W-Sox? On the other hand, what would you be if one of them took the pennant in either league every few years, and the World Series at least once each decade? I wonder what the ghosts of old Jack Brickhouse, Harry Caray and Mike Royko would say about all this?
Arnold Harris
Mount Horeb WI
A brief list of Yoga Berra sayings to relieve the boredom of actually having to watching a real baseball game:
All I ask is that you bust your heinie on that field.
Been in this game one-hundred years, but I see new ways to lose 'em I never knew existed before.
Don't cut my throat, I may want to do that later myself.
Good pitching will always stop good hitting and vice-versa.
I don't know if he throws a spitball but he sure spits on the ball.
I don't like them fellas who drive in two runs and let in three.
If we're going to win the pennant, we've got to start thinking we're not as good as we think we are.
Managing is getting paid for home runs someone else hits.
Most ball games are lost, not won.
Now there's three things that can happen in a ballgame: you can win, you can lose, or it can rain.
Son, we'd like to keep you around this season but we're going to try and win a pennant.
The secret of managing is to keep the guys who hate you away from the guys who are undecided.
The Yankees don't pay me to win every day, just two out of three.
Well, that's baseball. Rags to riches one day and riches to rags the next. But I've been in it thirty-six years and I'm used to it.
You got to get twenty-seven outs to win.
A nickel ain't worth a dime anymore.
Always go to other people's funerals, otherwise they won't come to yours.
Congratulations. I knew the record would stand until it was broken.
I never said most of the things I said.
How can you think and hit at the same time?
I wish I had an answer to that because I'm tired of answering that question.
If people don't want to come out to the ball park, nobody's gonna stop 'em.
If you ask me anything I don't know, I'm not going to answer.
In baseball, you don't know nothing.
In theory there is no difference between theory and practice. In practice there is.
Slump? I ain't in no slump... I just ain't hitting.
So I'm ugly. So what? I never saw anyone hit with his face.
The other team could make trouble for us if they win.
We made too many wrong mistakes.
You can observe a lot by just watching.
It ain't over till it's over.
C'mon, Cotts!