An Artist Blessed With Deft Stroke
August 06, 1985|JIM MURRAy The pitch was right where it had to be–where, in fact, it always was. Not quite a strike, not quite a ball. Not quite fast, not […]
August 06, 1985|JIM MURRAy The pitch was right where it had to be–where, in fact, it always was. Not quite a strike, not quite a ball. Not quite fast, not […]