It was Matt Cadd's birthday and he'd ordered a new suit. But the jacket didn't fit, his haberdasher was crestfallen, and his tailor was closed.
Back home, trenchcoat on a hanger, fedora on a shelf, he smoked, drank, and brooded to Sinatra.
"I like it 'My Way,' too, Frankie boy."
50 Long--right off the rack
Another new pitcher
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"Stockpile starters" is a winning strategy in my book and the Giants have
made another step in that direction. It isn't sexy or flashy, but it's
solid, a...
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