At Buffalo's airport, as he got off the plane from Chicago, a news photographer flashed a picture of him. The tired old man took a harried, halfhearted swing at his annoyer, and missed. After he got into his car, he let the photographer take another shot, with his pet terrier nuzzled up to him. "At least somebody loves me," he said plaintively. Ailing, 63-year-old Joe McCarthy, baseball's "winningest" manager, was heading into retirement.
He was not quite ready to admit it, however. The next day he told newsmen: "You can bet your last dollar I'll be back as soon as I'm...
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