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Willie Mays was standing at the batting cage. I stuck my hand out. "I'm Jim Bouton."
“Oh sure,” he said. “Jim Bouton. I know you.
“You’ve always been one of my heroes,” he said. “When I was a kid, my brother and I always used to go up to the Polo Grounds to watch you play.”
"Now, why'd you have to go and say you came to see me when you were a kid?" Willie Mays said, his voice squeaky with mock anger.
"And you know something, Willie?" Tommy Davis said. "He's only thirty-five years old."
Mays groaned. "Why couldn't you just come over and say 'Hi'?" he said. "Now I feel like an old man."
Funny, he doesn’t look like an old man. Especially when he plays baseball.
― clemenza, Tuesday, 7 May 2024 02:53 (three weeks ago) link