Baseball: Thanks, Bill

The Baltimore Orioles had just beaten the Kansas City Athletics 6-1 to clinch the American League pennant—Baltimore's first in 69 years—and the Birds were flying. The delirious Orioles poured magnums of champagne over each other's heads; beer cans, pickles, jars of mustard and cartons of milk sailed through the dressing room. Club Owner Jerry Hoffberger was heaved bodily into the shower. He staggered out soaking wet, grabbed a telephone, and placed a person-to-person call to a Mr. William O. DeWitt in Cincinnati. "Mr. DeWitt?" crooned Hoffberger. "I just want to tell you how much I appreciate everything you have...

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