Here’s a great post from Gary Trujillo over at Coco Crisp’s Afro. Keep up the great writing, Gary, and thanks for stopping by Wax Cracker!

Coco Crisp's Afro

henderson-money Oakland’s finest.

Poised between going on and back, pulled Both ways taut like a tight-rope walker, Fingertips pointing the opposites, Now bouncing tiptoe like a dropped ball, Or a kid skipping rope, come on, come on! Running a scattering of steps sidewise, How he teeters, skitters, tingles, teases, Taunts them, hovers like an ecstatic bird, He’s only flirting, crowd him, crowd him, Delicate, delicate, delicate, delicate – Now! – 

Robert Francis

People wax nostalgic about Ty Cobb and the other dead beat- dead ball honkies….but make no mistake, if my man Rickey was around, and even ALLOWED to play with those bigots, he would have stolen 2000 more bases.  Now before anyone gets crazy about an era they’ve only READ about, let me explain. In the dead ball era, it was damn near prerequisite for someone to steal. If you had less than 50 in a season, you just weren’t…

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