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W. P. Kinsella

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    1946, if my memory is correct. Harry "The Cat" Brecheen went against the Red Sox in Game 7. I stayed home to listen, practically had my head inside the radio.

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    After the strike, I lost interest. In reality, neither players nor owners care in the least about the fans. The greed of both factions has destroyed baseball's credibility, at least for the present.

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    America has been erased like a blackboard, only to be rebuilt and then erased again. But baseball has marked time while America has rolled by like a procession of steamrollers.

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    At one time I'd been to every park except Baltimore and Houston, but can't even keep track of who plays where these days.

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    Baseball games are like snowflakes and fingerprints, no two are ever alike.

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    Baseball is meant to be a contemplative game. They play music to draw young people to the game. If young people can't come to the game without music, then they should stay home.

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    Baseball is the most perfect of games, solid, true, pure and precious as diamonds. If only life were so simple. Within the baselines anything can happen. Tides can reverse; oceans can open. That's why they say, "the game is never over until the last man is out." Colors can change, lives can alter, anything is possible in this gentle, flawless, loving game.

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    Basketball is the worst sport. They need to raise the basket at least two feet.

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    Discovered W. Somerset Maugham in about 5th grade. Didn't understand the plots, but loved the descriptions.

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    Found a good voice and took advantage of it. Each of my specialties was like a prospector discovering a vein of gold. I worked each until the vein was exhausted.

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    Growing up is a ritual, more deadly than religion, more complicated than baseball, for there seem to be no rules. Everything is experienced for the first time.

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    Hardly anybody recognizes the most significant moments of their life at the time they happen.

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    He bats like a lightning rod.

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    I am an old-fashioned storyteller. I try to make people laugh and cry. A fiction writer's duty is to entertain. If you can sneak in something profound or symbolic, so much the better.

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    I became exclusively an American League fan when they instituted the DH rule, and will remain so until the National League moves out of the dark ages.

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    I can still put down some pretty nasty stuff on paper, which is what I enjoy doing.

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    I don't believe in the afterlife.

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    [I had ] uneventful, though isolated childhood. Good, kind, stable parents.

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    I have no interest in non-fiction. I don't read it and don't watch it and don't write it, other than a little journalistic column.

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    I knew how to read box scores and who the baseball heroes were before I had ever seen or even heard much of a game.

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    I lost my wife Barbara to cancer few years ago. I would give whatever time I have left to spend one more day with her.

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    I'm a big fan of curling, follow all the major world events. Watch all four Tennis majors.

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    [I] Played a little softball, but there was nowhere on the field it was safe for me to be.

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    I think it is worse [in 2015] for a mid-list author such as myself. You either have to sell like Stephen King or go with the small presses where there is no money. I was lucky to have been in the right place and time for many years.

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    It is hard to compare the eras, but Joe Jackson and Ty Cobb from the past, Sandy Koufax and Roger Clements from the present.

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    It is the same game that Moonlight Graham played in 1905. It is a living part of history, like calico dresses, stone crockery, and threshing crews eating at outdoor tables. It continually reminds us of what was, like an Indian-head penny in a handful of new coins.

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    I've played [Scrabble] tournaments for about 20 years. My daughter, Erin, who lives with me, also travels to tournaments. While I'm not a top division player, I've won a number of tournaments.

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    I was lucky to get one good adaptation. Field of Dreams the Musical is lurking in the wings. Hope it will provide my daughters with a ton of money someday.

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    [Mid-list writers are now] less greed on the part of both publishers and chain booksellers. It is easier for them to publish and sell only blockbusters and leave the real work to small presses.

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    Most people write a lot of autobiography, but when I came to write autobiography I discovered that nothing interesting had ever happened to me. So I had to take the situation and invent stories to go with it.

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    Most writers are unhappy with film adaptations of their work, and rightly so. 'Field of Dreams,' however, caught the spirit and essence of 'Shoeless Joe' while making the necessary changes to make the work more visual.

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    My dad talked a good game. [I'm as a] child got only the World Series on the radio.

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    My intuition told me that it was the grass that was important.Now it glows parrot-green, cool as mint, soft as moss, lying there like a cashmere blanket.

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    Other people get into occupations by accident or design; but writers are born. I could work at selling motels, or slopping hogs, for fifty years, but if someone asked my occupation, I'd say writer, even if I'd never sold a word. Writers write. Other people talk.

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    Praise the name of baseball. The word will set captives free. The word will open the eyes of the blind. The word will raise the dead. Have you the word of baseball living inside you? Has the word of baseball become part of you? Do you live it, play it, digest it, forever? Let an old man tell you to make the word of baseball your life. Walk into the world and speak of baseball. Let the word flow through you like water, so that it may quicken the thirst of your fellow man.

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    Someone once described the pitching of a no-hit game as like catching lighting in a bottle.

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    Syzygy, inexorable, pancreatic, phantasmagoria - anyone who can use those four words in one sentence will never have to do manual labor.

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    The crack of the bat, the sound of baseballs thumping into gloves, the infield chatter are like birdsong to the baseball starved.

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    The Great Gatsby, the finest novel ever written.

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    The law is like rope...useful, necessary, strong, but it can be bent and twisted into all kinds of shapes depending on the occasion.

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    Until Color TV came along, BW TV was too muddy to be enjoyable.

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    Use your imagination. Trust me, your lives are not interesting. Don't write them down.

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    Yogi Berra, Bill Lee, they were irreverent, poked fun at the stodgy owners and managers.

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    God what an outfield,' he says. 'What a left field.' He looks up at me, and I look down at him. 'This must be heaven,' he says. No. It's Iowa,' I reply automatically. But then I feel the night rubbing softly against my face like cherry blossoms; look at the sleeping girl-child in my arms, her small hand curled around one of my fingers; think of the fierce warmth of the woman waiting for me in the house; inhale the fresh-cut grass small that seems locked in the air like permanent incense; and listen to the drone of the crowd, as below me Shoelss Joe Jackson tenses, watching the angle of the distant bat for a clue as to where the ball will be hit. I think you're right, Joe,' I say, but softly enough not to disturb his concentration.

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    I am more than a little jealous that the wonder I am party to has been sprinkled over Salinger's gray head.

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    I have to absorb the new season like sunlight, letting it turn my winter skin pink and then brown. I must stuff myself with lore and statistics until my fingers ooze balm.

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    I'm not trying to bleed you. I want to renew you.

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    I wonder if there are soft-spoken voices who deliver assignments to all of us in various times ... It is nice to think I have company-that others dance to the muted music I hear.

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    Serenity is a very elusive quality. I've been trying all my life to find it.

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    She had fouled off of the curves that life had thrown at her.