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Tuesday, February 12, 2013

Sprung

Baseball on the radio and the joys of summer can't be far behind.

People ask me what I do in the winter when there's no baseball. I'll tell you what I do. I stare out the window and wait for spring.

— Rogers Hornsby
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February 12, 2013 in Baseball, Culture, Current Affairs, New York, Sports | Permalink

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