The Waterbury Democrat., 1931-08-25
By JEROME H. (DIZZY) DEAN Copyright, 1881, NEA Service,
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 After Scout Don Curtis signed me to a Houston contract, I re- mained in San Antonio and pitched the Public Service team to a state championship. Then things began to lag.
 was not due ot report to Hous- ton until the next spring. Some how or other the months of Oc- passed by. Then Fred Ankenmap, president of the Houston Bluffs. wrote me and said to report March 1. But handed him six weeks back. Along about January 15, I wrapped by extra suit in news- paper and set out for Houston.
 Here I Am, Fred
 Upon reaching the city, I hunted up Fred and informed him l was ready to pitch. This gave him a big laugh because he was used to ball players yelling for more dough and reporting late and all that. But 1t was a smart move made. for the newspapermep hopped on the story right now and told folks how willing and anx- ious I was to get going.
 Finally the rest of the players reported. Joe Schultz was man. ager. The first day in camp Joe came to me and told me to quit throwing that high hard one.
 "You'll ruin that arm," he yelled at me.
 That was a laugh, since I wasn't even throwing the ball medium fast. But Joe couldn't b econvinced and I spent the next couple of days just sort of loafing around until practice started in earnest.
 The big league clubs started to drift into Houston for exhibition games and I asked Joe for a chance. but he said no. That sure griped me because I was anxious to see just how good these major leaguers were.
 I was all set to have fine time in Houston. I had looked over the crop of rockies and they didn't look so hot. It looked like a cinch for me to stay. In fact, I had al- ready arranged for rooms and all that. The folks down there liked me and had even made dates to go on little trips and things like that when one day Joe comes to me and says:
 "Mr Ankenman wants to talk to you, Dizzy.''
 was sure glad, for I figured he thought was worth more money or something. beat 1t to the office right now.
 I no sooner got in than Fred says:
 Dizzy, we figure you need lots of work and experience and with the pitchin' staff we have we fig ure you can't get 1t here. We're sending you to St Joe. where you can work regular"
 Think l wasn't mad? But when I get mad it is different than with other folks. Some ball players sulk and get a big peece on, but not Dizzy. I didn't like the deal a bit. however.
 Well" l says to him, you are runnin' this club but you are mak- ing a h-l of a mistake" And as started out said to him, I'm going up there and stand that dc Ol ltS var dHu lueI GOHlS back here about July 1 and show you birds. up."
 That night I left for St Joe. ] found out that Oliver French, bus mess manager of the club, had seen to 1t that I was properly ad- vertised. No sooner did I hit the town than Paul Chilco, Ray Os- borne and other sports writers i'm mediately swamped me with re- quests for interviews and pictures
 Dizzy's BrOadcasts Ampliflcd
 It was then began to get smart to these guys. They wanted to help all right. but they also had different ideas of a story than did. Imagine my surprise when I pick up the papers and find my self quoted as saying I would win 25 games and that the league was just breeze and all that. There I was, before I even had a uni form, In a tough spot.
 I figured the best thing 10 do was to start pitching right away if I was to live up to the things my sport writin' friends had said.