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Here, back in print, is Jimmy Breslin's marvelous account of the
improbable saga of the New York Mets' first year, as Bill Veeck
notes in his Introduction, "preserving for all time a remarkable
tale of ineptitude, mediocrity, and abject failure." Indeed the
1962 Mets were the worst major league baseball team ever to take
the field. (The title of the book is a quote from Casey Stengel,
their manager at the time.) Breslin casts the Mets, who lost 120
games out of a possible 162 that year, as a lovable bunch of
losers. And, he argues, they were good for baseball, coming as a
welcome antidote to "the era of the businessman in sports...as dry
and agonizing a time as you would want to see." Although they were
written forty years ago, many of Breslin's comments will strike a
chord with today's sports fan, fed up with the growing
commercialism of the games. Against this trend Breslin sets the
exploits of "Marvelous" Marv Throneberry, Stengel, and the rest of
the hapless Mets. "Wonderful."—Charles Salzberg, New York Times.
"A touching, enjoyable, and interesting addition to anybody's
sports reading list."—Patrick Conway
In between his romances with baseball, in early 1969 Bill Veeck
took up the challenge of managing Boston's semi-moribund Suffolk
Downs racetrack. "Being of sound mind and in reasonable possession
of my faculties," Veeck wrote, "I marshaled my forces, at the
tender age of fifty-four, and marched upon the city of Boston,
Massachusetts, like a latter-day Ben Franklin, to seek my fame and
fortune as the operator of a racetrack. Two years later, fortune
having taken one look at my weathered features and shaken its hoary
locks, I retreated, smiling gamely." When he took over the track,
Veeck had yet to learn that the normal daily output of some sixteen
hundred horses (including straw) would amount to so much, or be so
hard to dispose of. But that was the least of his problems. In the
tough-minded and Tabasco-tongued prose that is his trademark, Veeck
recalls the battles he won and lost, the fun he had, and what he
discovered about horse racing at "Sufferin' Downs." It's a zesty,
complicated story but a relentlessly fascinating one about the
inside workings of one of the most popular sports in America.
Bill Veeck was an inspired team builder, a consummate showman, and
one of the greatest baseball men ever involved in the game. His
classic autobiography, written with the talented sportswriter Ed
Linn, is an uproarious book packed with information about the
history of baseball and tales of players and owners, including some
of the most entertaining stories in all of sports literature.
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