Giuseppe was a changed man. One day this week, his shoe-button eyes agleam and his squirrel teeth clamped, Giuseppe stepped up to bat. A pitched ball hit him, but he spurned the umpire's offer to take first base. Then he banged out homer No. 14 high over the centerfield fence, 402 ft. away. Everybody was beginning to talk, too, about his superb fielding, running, throwing. Such spring training carryings-on were usually reserved for rambunctious rookiesnot the great Giuseppe Paolo ("Joe") Di Maggio of the New York Yankees.
The Army must have done it. The Great Di Maggio, who once made news...
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