He does everything wrong. He stands so far back in the batter's box that he cannot possibly reach a curve before it breaks. He holds the bat at the very end, actually gripping the knob on the handle with the fingers of his right hand. He hardly ever gets a base on balls because he swings at practically everything; and he does not bother to study opposing pitchers, or even learn their names. "You never hit the pitcher," he shrugs, "just the pitch." Batting is all a matter of luck anyway. "You no lucky, you get no hits," he...
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