for the dining room. Kid Gleason
who is a kind of asst. manager to Callahan come in and sat down with
me. He says Leave something for the rest of the boys because they will
be just as hungry as you. He says Ain't you afraid you will cut your
throat with that knife. He says There ain't no extra charge for using the
forks. He says You shouldn't ought to eat so much because you're
overweight now. I says You may think I am fat, but it's all solid bone
and muscle. He says Yes I suppose it's all solid bone from the neck up.
I guess he thought I would get sore but I will let them kid me now
because they will take off their hats to me when they see me work.
Manager Callahan called us all to his room after breakfast and give us a
lecture. He says there would be no work for us the first day but that we
must all take a long walk over the hills. He also says we must not take
the training trip as a joke. Then the colored trainer give us our suits and
I went to my room and tried mine on. I ain't a bad looking guy in the
White Sox uniform Al. I will have my picture taken and send you boys
some.
My roommate is Allen a lefthander from the Coast League. He don't
look nothing like a pitcher but you can't never tell about them dam left
handers. Well I didn't go on the long walk because I was tired out.
Walsh stayed at the hotel too and when he seen me he says Why didn't
you go with the bunch? I says I was too tired. He says Well when
Callahan comes back you better keep out of sight or tell him you are
sick. I says I don't care nothing for Callahan. He says No but Callahan
is crazy about you. He says You better obey orders and you will git
along better. I guess Walsh thinks I am some rube.
When the bunch come back Callahan never said a word to me but
Gleason come up and says Where was you? I told him I was too tired to
go walking. He says Well I will borrow a wheelbarrow some place and
push you round. He says Do you sit down when you pitch? I let him kid
me because he has not saw my stuff yet.
Next morning half the bunch mostly vetrans went to the ball park
which isn't no better than the one we got at home. Most of them was
vetrans as I say but I was in the bunch. That makes things look pretty
good for me don't it Al? We tossed the ball round and hit fungos and
run round and then Callahan asks Scott and Russell and Ito warm up
easy and pitch a few to the batters. It was warm and I felt pretty good
so I warmed up pretty good. Scott pitched to them first and kept laying
them right over with nothing on them. I don't believe a man gets any
batting practice that way. So I went in and after I lobbed a few over I
cut loose my fast one. Lord was to bat and he ducked out of the way
and then throwed his bat to the bench. Callahan says What's the matter
Harry? Lord says I forgot to pay up my life insurance. He says I ain't
ready for Walter Johnson's July stuff.
Well Al I will make them think I am Walter Johnson before I get
through with them. But Callahan come out to me and says What are
you trying to do kill somebody? He says Save your smoke because
you're going to need it later on. He says Go easy with the boys at first
or I won't have no batters. But he was laughing and I guess he was
pleased to see the stuff I had.
There is a dance in the hotel to-night and I am up in my room writing
this in my underwear while I get my suit pressed. I got it all mussed up
coming out here. I don't know what shoes to wear. I asked Gleason and
he says Wear your baseball shoes and if any of the girls gets fresh with
you spike them. I guess he was kidding me.
Write and tell me all the news about home.
Yours truly, JACK.
Paso Robles, California, March 7.
FRIEND AL: I showed them something out there to-day Al. We had a
game between two teams. One team was made up of most of the
regulars and the other was made up of recruts. I pitched three innings
for
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