The peaceable-looking third-base rookie for the Valdosta (Ga.) Tigers was puzzled. Every time he came to bat, opposing pitchers seemed anxious to hit him in the head. He wondered if his manager had noticed. "Sure," said that helpful gentleman. "If I played against you I'd do the same thing. You just look like a guy who ought to be knocked down."
Last week, in the sleeveless flannels of a Cincinnati Redleg, Donald Albert Hoak, 29, was the man whom opposing National League pitchers wished most they could knock down. He was near the top of the National League with a .358 batting...
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