The world has gone to pot. There was a time when the very least that a baseball fan could count on was that New York or Brooklyn, anyway would win the National League pennant, and the Philadelphia Phillies would wind up shoveling coal in the cellar. The Polo Grounds is a gutted steel skeleton now; Ebbets Field is apartment houses. And last week the Phillies were leading the league.
It was only by a few percentage points to be sure: Phils .605, San Francisco Giants .600. And strange things do happen in the...
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