Forget Honus Wagner, I would have been feverishly looking for a Babe Adams on many cool and breezy fall days in 1909.
“he established himself as the marvel of the baseball age”
“Adams alone has won for Pittsburgh the baseball championship of the universe”
“never in all the history of the greatest outdoor sport has there been anything to equal the marvelous accomplishment of the “kid” pitcher”
“a pitching prodigy compared to whom all the Matthewsons and the Browns fade into insignificance”
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