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Maybe because his visitor was from Washington, Cool Papa acted especially proud of the Griffith Stadium photograph, although his collection included every big-league ballpark he ever occupied, always when the principal tenants were away. In the Griffith snapshot, no players were visible, just grass and dirt and an outfield fence plastered with advertisements for lumber and liniment.
May 2, 2006 | Lonnie White, Times Staff Writer
If you've been to Santa Anita racetrack but never met Eddie Logan, it's your loss. Today, Logan will turn 96, and he'll celebrate his birthday the way he lives every other day, with style, class and dignity, a heavy dose of common sense and some funny lines. "They call me the foot man," said Logan, who has run a shoeshine stand and sold Racing Forms and programs at Santa Anita since the track opened on Christmas Day 1934. "Give me leather and I get together."
Larry Doby can still picture it: Ruppert Stadium on a soft summer afternoon, a crowd dressed in its Sunday best, cheering on the 1946 Negro League champions--his Newark Eagles. "People in the stands in shirts, ties and hats, most of them right from church," Doby says, his voice wistful as his mind drifts back a half-century. "That brings pleasant memories." Doby envisions Monte Irvin crouched at shortstop, Leon Day going into his trademark no-windup delivery.
William (Sack) Morgan once threw fastballs that made batters fearful. But a few years ago, the former Negro League pitcher, suffering from diabetes, had to have his legs amputated and was paralyzed after a stroke. He later lost his ability to speak. The wheelchair-bound Morgan moved to a convalescent home in Atlanta. "He was almost totally helpless," says another former player. With such heavy medical needs, Morgan and his wife worried about bills.
April 21, 1996 | JOE GERGEN, NEWSDAY
Fifty years ago last week, a minor league team departed the McAlpin Hotel in Manhattan, boarded a train for Jersey City and rode into history. Among the passengers was Jackie Robinson, who had been signed to a contract six months earlier by Brooklyn Dodgers President Branch Rickey. On April 18, 1946, in a game between the Montreal Royals and the Jersey City Giants, he became the first African-American to participate in organized baseball in the 20th century.
August 12, 2005 | Fred Mitchell, Chicago Tribune
Ted "Double Duty" Radcliffe, a star in the Negro league and believed to be the oldest former professional baseball player, died of cancer Thursday in Chicago. He was 103. Radcliffe was an all-star catcher and pitcher in the Negro league for half a century, playing for more than 30 teams. Records were not always kept, but his biographer, Kyle P. McNary, estimated that Radcliffe had a .303 batting average, 4,000 hits and 400 homers in 36 years.
March 11, 2008 | T.J. SIMERS
You write Kobe, Britney or something about sex in the first sentence, and you'll get one of the most viewed stories on the newspaper's website. You write about Willie Forge, and well, Willie's got a ton of friends, but he's just a father, married, divorced and friendly with the same woman for 53 years, the two of them raising three children in Compton, two growing up to be dentists, the other a lawyer. Nothing sexy there, and none of the kids are named Kobe or Britney.
September 28, 2005 | Alan Abrahamson; Eric Stephens;, From Times Staff and Wire Reports
The California Infrastructure and Economic Development Bank, meeting Tuesday in Sacramento, approved by a 4-0 vote a key financial plank in a plan to lure an NFL team to the Coliseum. The bank approved the wording of a city ordinance needed to implement a law signed last year by Gov. Arnold Schwarzenegger to help finance various infrastructure improvements around the Coliseum.
May 18, 2002 | Mike Penner
Satchel Paige wasn't kidding when he laid down his sixth and final rule for staying young: "Don't look back. Something might be gaining on you." It's a sage piece of advice that baseball loves to celebrate, loves to wink at, loves to bundle up together with the best of Yogi Berra, Casey Stengel and Jerry Coleman for a few laughs around the hot stove. But it's also a piece of advice baseball, for decades now, has steadfastly and resolutely chosen to ignore.
December 21, 1994 | MIKE PENNER
And now, the end is near. One more Ram game in Orange County and that is all, according to the whistling winds blowing west to east toward St. Louis. One more game, between the 4-11 Rams and the 2-13 Washington Redskins--on Christmas Eve, yet--and that's it. See you later. Happy holidays. Hate to lose and run, but, well, you know how it goes. If this is really goodby, if the Rams are 90%-going-on-100% Missouri-bound, why should anyone bother to attend the send-off? The season's gone.
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