Myself, I grabbed
life by the ears and took it dancing. I stayed up late and got up early and was
nice to dogs and children and young ladies. Especially young ladies. Forget the
home runs, I'd like to see Barry try to follow that pace. Baseball and
everything around it were a joy and a wonder for me and I just kept swinging
and some of those balls I hit are still traveling, kept in the air by
conversation and lore, myth and romance. Will Barry be able to say that?
Lucky Lindy," Gehrig said to me as he settled into the big chair to get his
ears lowered. "These other guys, especially Barry, they're Steve Fossett or
that Richard Branson character, spending money to buy records that don't really
I don't know much
about those two fellas, Fossett and Branson, but I have to agree. No one can
take away what I did. I forever am the Sultan of Swat. I also am the Caliph of
Clout, the Wizard of Whack, the Wazir of Wham, the Mammoth of Maul, the
Maharajah of Mash, the Prince of Pounders, the Behemoth of Bash. I am the
Colossus. I am the Bambino, the Bam, the Big Bam. I am the Babe.
Barry Bonds is,
well, Barry Bonds. Enough said.
Montville is the author of The Big Bam: The Life and Times of Babe Ruth,
published this week by Doubleday.
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