A quintessential Cub moment. Tell me more. Perhaps the last thing I thought I would be talking to him about was baseball, not to mention hearing him say, on the eve of Opening Day, that the game was un-American. There's a swiftness of life here that calls for quick results and immediate success. There's a lot of nodding and scratching and quizzical looks.
Many times there's no progression at all, it just meanders.
That sort of thing. Well, we play all kinds of games, I said . . . In football, there is carnage, all these elephantine bodies crashing into each other. The crack of the bat is what you hear in baseball. The crack of broken legs is what you hear in football.