Did he really say that?

The kind of humor I like is the thing that makes me laugh for five seconds and think for ten minutes = GEORGE CARLIN...Stained glass, engraved glass, frosted glass–give me plain glass = JOHN FOWLES...Music is the mathematics of the gods = PYTHAGORAS...Nothing is more fluid than language = R.L.SWIHART

Monday, July 16, 2012

Once Upon A Time




During the Nineteen Fifties, there were many boys in New York–all good Christians or devout Jews–who defined God as He who sits at Willie Mays' right hand.


At that time, not all New York boys defined God that way. They thought it blasphemy to associate the Deity with Willie Mays!


According to their religious beliefs, they associated the Deity with either Mickey Mantle or Duke Snider. According to our collective religion, we had a Holy Trinity and they hit a lot more home runs than anyone who ever appeared in the Bible.

But only one member of this Holy Trinity–hint: his name is the middle syllable of AMAZING–could ever make a catch this good in so important a game. It was the first game of the 1954 WORLD SERIES at the Polo Grounds on the northern tip of Manhattan.


The Cleveland Indians were tied with the Giants in the bottom of the eighth inning. The score was 2-2 and the Indians had a runner on second base with only one out. Vic Wertz was the batter. He hits the ball approximately 425 feet. Willie Mays had to run about 100 feet to catch up to the ball...
He sure did!!!!!


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