Well, you know, you know when you go into the batting cage, and you practice hitting for two, say three hours a day, seven days a week, well, you know, you just hit better.
No, Jack. I don’t know. I have never played baseball.
OK Jack. What was your happiest moment while wearing a San Francisco Giant’s uniform?
You know you are happy being a Giant when the stadium is full. You have a warm feeling in your gut, even though the cold wind is swirling down on the infield, making Candlestick Park as cold as an igloo. You are warm because the fans are there, you know?
Yes, Jack. I do know because as a reporter, I am warm; in fact, I am toasty sitting up there in the press box with warm peanuts and cold beer writing my crisp lead, using my best verbs and chronicling the game in a Vin Scully play-by-play manner.
Tell me, what is it like to hold the Runs-Batted-In record for the entire National League?
You are a small kid with a big glove and all your life your goal is to be a star, in every sense of the word. So when you achieve a record, any record, in Major League Baseball, you know your dream has come true, in every sense of the word, you know?
No, Jack, I don’t know. I wasn’t a small kid; in fact, I was a chubby kid, but I had a big mouth, a gift of gab and a voluminous vocabulary. And no, Jack, I have never played baseball, remember?
Well, Jack. I am not sure whom I have interviewed here, but I do want to thank you for making yourself available to the press, which is more than I can say for Barry Bonds.
You are welcome.
I am welcome, you are right.
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