At the Old Ballgame: Stories From Baseball's Golden Era

At the Old Ballgame: Stories From Baseball's Golden Era

Language: English

Pages: 256

ISBN: 0762796499

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub

Before multimillion-dollar salaries, luxury boxes, and player strikes became synonymous with professional sports, there existed the belief in playing simply "for the love of the game." Nothing captures that spirit better than these twenty classic pieces about America's favorite pastime.
Collected here are the writings of Ring Lardner, Zane Grey, the Giants' immortal Christy Mathewson, Grover Cleveland Alexander, Finley Peter Dunne (who for a time was America's most popular humorist after Mark Twain), Burt Standish (creator of that all-American hero, Frank Merriwell), and many more. Baseball's golden era may have long since passed, but in the pages of At the Old Ballgame, you can still sit in the bleachers for a nickel.

Relive the golden era of baseball with timeless classics from:
Albert G. Spalding
Henry Chadwick
Ernest Lawrence Thayer
Grantland Rice
Sol White
Brig. Gen. Fredrick Funston
Zane Grey
Candy Cummings
Alfred H. Spink
Burt L. Standish
Lester Chadwick
Finley Peter Dunne
Christy Mathewson
Damon Runyon
Grover Cleveland Alexander
Gerald Beaumont
Ring Lardner
Hugh Fullerton
Ralph D. Blanpied
Charles E. Van Loan
P.G. Wodehouse

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deciding game. Blue and crimson were the prevailing colors. On the bleachers at one side of the grandstand sat hundreds upon hundreds of Harvard men, cheering all together and being answered by the hundreds of Yale men on the other side of the grand stand. There were plenty of ladies and citizens present and the scene was inspiring. A band of music served to quicken the blood in the veins which were already throbbing. There was short preliminary practice, and then at exactly three o’clock the

he at one time thought he would, for they have violated their contract. So we won’t be poor, after all, children. Aren’t you glad?” “You bet!” exploded Joe, throwing his arms around his mother’s neck. “And we won’t have to leave this nice house,” added Clara, looking around the comfortable abode. “Then I can go to boarding school—and pitch on the school nine; can’t I, Mother?” cried Joe, throwing his arms around her. “Oh, yes; I suppose so,” she answered, with half a sigh. “But I do wish

I have no desire to take anything away from the reputation of Duffy Lewis. He had a wonderful series. But regardless of the results, I still feel that I was right in pitching to him. It may have been the most disastrous decision of my career, but even in defeat my reason compels me to stick by it. After my loss in the third game, I know our team felt down and out. That depression may very well have made the difference in the score of the fourth game, which Boston won, 2–1. It was Ernie Shore who

of this afternoon. The two twirlers went the entire distance, each pitching practically the equivalent of three full games in this one contest, and, mirabile dictu, instead of showing any sign of weakening under the prolonged strain, each of them appeared to grow stronger. In the final six innings neither artist allowed even the shadow of a safe bingle. The Braves’ twirler had rather the better of the duel in some respects. Fewer hits were made from his delivery than from that of Cadore.

jolly bunch. They’ve got youth and health and vitality. They call us the Old Guard, but we’re really nothing but a lot of young fellows and we have the reputation of being the liveliest outfit in the league; but even so, we got sick of the sort of stunts that Tom O’Connor handed us at the training camp and in the early part of the season. We didn’t have much of a line on Tom when he joined the club. He’d been in the big league only part of the season previously, and he came to the Old Guard as

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