The legendary Red Sox outfielder is remembered through dozens of anecdotes, stories, and insights from former teammates, friends, associates, baseball officials, and fishing buddies.
In a new foreword to this edition, the author discusses the odd events surrounding the ballplayer?s death and their significance to the legend of Ted Williams.
Remembering the Splendid Splinter Boston Herald. TED WILLIAMS ' PROJECTED CAREER STATS PROJECTED RANK WASN'T A FIRST GLOVE LOVE David Cataneo a Ted Williams. CAREER TOTAL CAREER RANK PROJECTED TOTAL 2,292 63rd 7,706 100th 3,017 10,149 ...
88 leagues in the rst place, and then against Ted Williams, was kind of a unique thing for our friendship. Well, anyway, I don't recall what inning I got in, but I know we were [laughs], well, behind in the game. I can remember standing ...
... Muhammad 143 , 194 Ambrose , Clifford 171 Amory , Cleveland 56 Anderson , Brady 122 Anderson , Sparky 247 Andrews ... Tony 138 , 147 Hampton , Mike 251 Haney , Fred 125 Harris , Bucky 212 Harrison , Robert L. 82 Harshman , Jack 119 ...
I Remember Ted Williams: Anecdotes and Memories of Baseball's Splendid Splinter by the Players and People Who Knew Him. Nashville: Cumberland House Publishing, 2002. Corcoran, Fred, and Bud Harvey. Unplayable Lies.
I Remember Ted Williams : Anecdotes and Memories of Baseball's Splendid Splinter by the Players and People Who Knew Him . Nashville , TN : Cumberland House , 2002 . Rainbolt , Richard . Baseball's Home - Run Hitters .
Another time-travel trip for Sammy Baker. Once again, he uses the magic typewriter, and he is whisked back to 1960, sitting in the Red Sox dugout next to the greatest hitter of yesteryear, Ted Williams. And he is the team's batboy!
A biography of the outstanding Boston Red Sox slugger.
He didn't seem to swing up , the way some power hitters do , and the first Williams homer I remember , seen from the stands of old Shibe Park in Philadelphia , was a line drive that was still rising as it cleared the rightfield fence .
“I love Christmas cookies, and the decoration looks just fine to me, sweetie.” She reached for it, but Ted shooed her away. “Get your own damned autographed cookie. Okay, son, I remember you. Sort of.” He took a bite off the end of the ...