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How To Defeat Summer Heat- Take this mini AC anywhere you go to keep cool

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Tue Jul 20 15:13:14 2021

Date: Tue, 20 Jul 2021 15:04:18 -0400
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of the first inning, and Steve Barber, a young pitcher who was not yet born=
 when Williams began playing for the Red Sox, offered him four pitches, at =
all of which he disdained to swing, since none of them were within the stri=
ke zone. This demonstrated simultaneously that Williams? eyes were razor-sh=
arp and that Barber?s control wasn?t. Shortly, the bases were full, with Wi=
lliams on second. ?Oh, I hope he gets held up at third! That would be wonde=
rful,? the girl beside me moaned, and, sure enough, the man at bat walked a=
nd Williams was delivered into our foreground. He struck the pose of Donate=
llo?s David, the third-base bag being Goliath?s head. Fiddling with his cap=
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o have him drop in), swinging his arms with a sort of prancing nervousness,=
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e middle. The long neck, the small head, the knickers whose cuffs were worn=
 down near his ankles?all these points, often observed by caricaturists, we=
re visible in the flesh.     One of the collegiate voices behind me said, ?=
He looks old, doesn?t he, old; big deep wrinkles in his face . . .?
    ?Yeah,? the other voice said, ?but he looks like an old hawk, doesn?t h=
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    With each pitch, Williams danced down the baseline, waving his arms and=
 stirring dust, ponderous but menacing, like an attacking goose. It occurre=
d to about a dozen humorists at once to shout ?Steal home! Go, go!? William=
s? speed afoot was never legendary. Lou Clinton, a young Sox outfielder, hi=
t a fairly deep fly to center field. Williams tagged up and ran home. As he=
 slid across the plate, the ball, thrown with unusual heft by Jackie Brandt=
, the Oriole center fielder, hit him on the back.     ?Boy, he was really l=
oafing, wasn?t he?? one of the boys behind me said.     ?It?s cold,? the ot=
her explained. ?He doesn?t play well when it?s cold. He likes heat. He?s a =
hedonist.?
    The run that Williams scored was the second and last of the inning. Gus=
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over the handy left-field wall. Williams, who had had this wall at his back=
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od there, in the center of the little patch of grass that his patient foots=
teps had worn brown, and, limp with lack of interest, watched the ball pass=
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nager, with nothing to lose, had restricted his major-league players to the=
 left-field line?along with Williams, Frank Malzone, a first-rate third bas=
eman, played the game?and had peopled the rest of the terrain with unpredic=
table youngsters fresh, or not so fresh, off the farms. Other than Williams=
? recurrent appearances at the plate, the maladresse of the Sox infield was=
 the sole focus of suspense; the second baseman turned every grounder into =
a juggling act, while the shortstop did a breathtaking impersonation of an =
open window. With this sort of assistance, the Orioles wheedled their way i=
nto a 4?2 lead. They had early replaced Barber with another young pitcher, =
Jack Fisher. Fortunately (as it turned out), Fisher is no cutie; he is will=
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ally intended to hit the ball. In the third inning, he hoisted a high fly t=
o deep center. In the fifth, we thought he had it; he smacked the ball hard=
 and high into the heart of his power zone, but the deep right field in Fen=
way and the heavy air and a casual east wind defeated him. The ball died. A=
l Pilarcik leaned his back against the big ?380? painted on the right-field=
 wall and caught it. On another day, in another park, it would have been go=
ne. (After the game, Williams said, ?I didn?t think I could hit one any har=
der than that. The conditions weren?t good.?)
The afternoon grew so glowering that in the sixth inning the arc lights wer=
e turned on?always a wan sight in the daytime, like the burning headlights =
of a funeral procession. Aided by the gloom, Fisher was slicing through the=
 Sox rookies, and Williams did not come to bat in the seventh. He was secon=
d up in the eighth. This was almost certainly his last time to come to the =
plate in Fenway Park, and instead of merely cheering, as we had at his thre=
e previous appearances, we stood, all of us?stood and applauded. Have you e=
ver heard applause in a ballpark? Just applause?no calling, no whistling, j=
ust an ocean of handclaps, minute after minute, burst after burst, crowding=
 and running together in continuous succession like the pushes of surf at t=
he edge of the sand. It was a sombre and considered tumult. There was not a=
 boo in it. It seemed to renew itself out of a shifting set of memories as =
the kid, the Marine, the veteran of feuds and failures and injuries, the fr=
iend of children, and the enduring old pro evolved down the bright tunnel o=
f twenty-one summers toward this moment. At last, the umpire signalled for =
Fisher to pitch; with the other players, he had been frozen in position. On=
ly Williams had moved during the ovation, switching his hat impatiently, ig=
noring everything except his cherished task. Fisher wound up, and the appla=
use sank into a hush. Understand that we were a crowd of rational people. W=
e knew that a home run cannot be produced at will; the right pitch must be =
perfectly met and luck must ride with the ball. Three innings before, we ha=
d seen a brave effort fail. The air was soggy; the season was exhausted. Ne=
vertheless, there will always lurk, around a corner in a pocket of our know=
ledge of the odds, an indefensible hope, and this was one of the times, whi=
ch you now and then find in sports, when a density of expectation hangs in =
the air and plucks an event out of the future. Fisher, after his unsettling=
 wait, was wide with the first pitch. He put the second one over, and Willi=
ams swung mightily and missed. The crowd grunted, seeing that classic swing=
, so long and smooth and quick, exposed, naked in its failure. Fisher threw=
 the third time, Williams swung again, and there it was. The ball climbed o=
n a diagonal line into the vast volume of air over center field. From my an=
gle, behind third base, the ball seemed less an object in flight than the t=
ip of a towering, motionless construct, like the Eiffel Tower or the Tappan=
 Zee Bridge. It was in the books while it was still in the sky. Brandt ran =
back to the deepest corner of the outfield grass; the ball descended beyond=
 his reach and struck in the crotch where the bullpen met the wall, bounced=
 chunkily, and, as far as I could see, vanished.--->=20
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