While Barry Bonds and his home-run hitting brethren have followed the “better living through science” route to fame, Babe Ruth did things the old-fashioned way: booze, babes and BAM! It seems every time a contemporary baseballist threatens to bypass Ruth’s 714 home runs, someone comes out with a new book in an attempt to a) reacquaint the public with the Bambino (for the historically-minded of us); or b) try to make a quick buck (for the cynical). When Henry Aaron hit #715 in 1974, for example, four such volumes hit the stores in the space of a year.
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There’s always one question any reviewer of a new Ruth bio MUST answer. Is the book as good as Robert Creamer’s?
Creamer’s was the first “adult” bio of Ruth and it was in the midst of a trend of authors who didn’t past Ruth’s mysterious ailments as “stomach aches from too many hot dogs.”
Montville’s covers the same material but in a different style. To qualify it as “better?” That’s an individual call, but I certainly rank it right up there next to Creamer’s work.
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