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How I got to the World Series

How I got to the World Series

I was always one of the last kids picked when we chose up sides for kickball. I was tall and I could run very fast, but I couldn’t kick and I couldn’t throw.  My sisters played baseball at home, but I only know this because of the family jokes about when Ann broke Maggie’s nose … read more How I got to the World Series

Posted on November 3, 2016May 15, 2019Author LisaCategories RefractionTags 1982, athletics, baseball, Cleveland, sports
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