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National League. The batter dug his spikes into the dust beside the plate, pulled down his cap, swung back to wait for the first pitch. It was Woody English, wiry Chicago third-baseman, coming up in the tenth with one out and the score tied. At the crack of his clean single the record crowd, spreading down over the grandstand terraces into roped-off areas along the sidelines, began to stir and shout. Kiki Cuyler lined out to Hendrick but then Hack Wilson hit safely and Taylor...
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