Attack Of (And Farewell To) The Purple

Slate's Robert Weintraub, like many of us, loves the old purple prose of early 1900s sportswriting, the Grantland Rices, the men who painted epic tales of warriors, grizzled combatants and lardywarks too manly to wear gloves. In an occasional series, Weintraub writes about the week's best baseball game in the style of

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The Big Ball Orchard In The South Bronx

Slate's Robert Weintraub, like many of us, loves the old purple prose of early 1900s sportswriting, the Grantland Rices, the men who painted epic tales of warriors, grizzled combatants and lardywarks too manly to wear gloves. In an occasional series, Weintraub writes about the week's best baseball game in the style of

Learn The Lesson Of Henri Cochet

Slate's Robert Weintraub, like many of us, loves the old purple prose of early 1900s sportswriting, the Grantland Rices, the men who painted epic tales of warriors, grizzled combatants and lardywarks too manly to wear gloves. In an occasional series, Weintraub writes about the week's best baseball game in the style of

For some reason, we think this might the most beautifully written game recap we've ever read. "Playing one last time as Southwest Conference rivals, the Carthage Tigers and the Neosho Wildcats battled in a contest that will not merely be talked about, but will forever be etched in the memories of the combatants and…

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