That at the Lord's house, ev'n on Sunday, Thou drank wi' Kirkton Jean till Monday, -from Tam O’Shanter by Robert Burns Base Ball in the Scottish Rain My mentor and friend James McManus published “Uncle Sam’s Gain,” a brilliant piece in Baseball Prospectus, about a swath of notebooks made amidst the first World War by his grandfather, a mine-layer and baseball-lover. McManus the elder filled his notebooks with coverage of a mine barrage and a Scottish-American baseball season. McManus the younger gives us a winning treatment of that odd wartime stew of leisure and peril, all with the underlying flavor of a deadly pandemic. One is enriched by baseball's capacity to alleviate misery while suffering a stomach cramp from the knowledge that baseball shouldn't be the only salve. "There were many ways to die in this war," writes the younger, as he gazes back in time, all too aware that “base ball” abided even as it did little to reduce the toll.
In the subject line, “Violent” should be “Violet”. Not a mistake, of course, but a desperate attempt for extra opens.
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