It was only a training-camp game, but the big, rawboned rookie was understandably nervous. By acclamation, U.S. sport writers had made Clint Hartung the prize rookie of the year. Before his turn at bat last week in Phoenix, Ariz., he squatted down, twice picked up a handful of dirt to dry his sweating palms. Then Clint Hartung stepped to the plate for his first game in a New York Giant uniform.
His long legs spread far apart, Hartung waited menacingly. The first pitch was down the groove. With a huge stride and a loose-jointed...
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