there are scores of guys with far less talent, but who make up the backbone of the game. Think about it: even if your favorite team is lucky to have, let’s say, seven or eight all-stars, that still leaves 18 regular Joes.
Norm Miller was such a player. He managed to stick around for 10 season with the Astros and Braves from the mid 60s to mid 70s. Now he’s come out with a book of his own, which I’m in the midst of reading. He has no delusions of grandeur, offers no purple prose about the grander meaning of the game in American and world culture. He was just a young guy having a good time as a professional athlete.
I would not attest as to the veracity of what he’s saying (damn you, Rob Neyer and Matt McCarthy), but judging from the little I’ve read so far, Miller’s a good — if sometimes profane — story-teller.
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