He bats like a lightning rod.
1946, if my memory is correct. Harry "The Cat" Brecheen went against the Red Sox in Game 7. I stayed home to listen, practically had my head inside the radio.
Any game becomes important when you know and love the players.
[I] Played a little softball, but there was nowhere on the field it was safe for me to be.
Curt Flood, of course, was in a class by himself, a true hero.
Someone once described the pitching of a no-hit game as like catching lighting in a bottle.