Tampabefore a sunburnt clump of ball fans, Mr. George Lee Anderson of Bridgewater, S. Dak., Thousand Oaks, Calif., and Cincinnati was running a workout at Redsland under a gloriously cerulean sky. Simultaneously, Anderson studied his athletes, alerted fans to fouls, signed autographs, smiled at children and interviewed himself. The night before I'd mentioned that I wanted to ask about managing the Reds. "Sparky" Anderson, a professional, anticipated my questions so well that he stayed two notebook pages ahead of me most of the day.
"This year I'm smart; in a few seasons...
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