The Base Ball Life of Patrick O'Farrell

[Big Six]

I'm glad you're enjoying it, TWard. I don't want to see it end, either, so I think a managerial career just might be in order for Pat.

I've noticed myself paying attention to the arrival of well-known stars as they make their debuts, watching to see what kinds of careers they'll have. I'll anticipate their arrival, too; I'll think "Hmm...Grover Cleveland Alexander ought to be coming up here soon." And, of course, from the very beginning, I wondered if Pat's career would work out well enough for him to be in Boston when the Babe arrived.

Soon, it'll be players like Rogers Hornsby and Frank Frisch, and then Lou Gehrig and Lefty Grove...so I can't see my attention wavering much.

[Big Six]

Boston Globe, October 4, 1913

DUBUC DOES IT AGAIN
Cincinnati Now One Game Away from Series Victory

CINCINNATI--We knew Jean Dubuc was capable of giving us a tough time before the game began, and it was not long after its commencement before we realized he would do just that. We managed to score once against him, but that tally was more the result of some unexpected fielding miscues by his mates than any weakness on his part. Ralph Glaze made a manly effort, and only allowed three runs himself. Again, had we played better afield, Ralph's fate would have been better. And, as impressive as Dubuc was today, three scores were more than enough for the Reds.

Cincinnati struck first, when with two gone in the second inning, Eddie Tiemeyer hit a hard smash at Walt Thomas. The sphere deflected off the shortstop's glove into short left field. Bob Bescher scampered home before Walt could track the ball down. The scorer gave Walt an error, but the chance was tough enough that a base hit could just as easily have been the right call. Promptly, Mike Mitchell hit a mighty triple that hit the center field fence on the fly, while Tiemeyer raced around to score. Glaze induced Oakes to hit an easy grounder to me, and the inning ended with two Cincinnati runs on the board.

The score remained 2-0 until the seventh inning. I led off the inning with a base on balls, my first trip to the basepaths after popping up to shortstop and grounding out to first. I got the signal from Jimmy Collins to steal, and while Konetchy waved his bat at a curveball from Dubuc to distract the catcher, I took off for second. Kinnock's peg hit me in the side as I slid in safely.

Konetchy was given an infield hit when his ground ball collared Terry Turner at shortstop, while I held the bag at second. Then, Bill Peterson lifted a fly to center, which Oakes unexpectedly muffed. Collins waved me on to the plate, and I slid across without a throw; Oakes had wisely thrown to third to keep Konetchy from advancing the tying run to that bag.

Dubuc demonstrated his pluck by retiring the next three batters, the inning ending without our baserunners moving a step. That would be our last threat, while the Reds scored another unearned run in the eighth.

We will be spending the night in Cincinnati, as the team has been invited to attend a performance at the Music Hall tonight. We have been treated very well by the rooters of Cincinnati, as we have been every time we have traveled there for the Series. Therefore, although most of us are not in a celebratory mood right now, we will be gentlemanly enough to make our appearance and will enjoy the show as much as a group of players can after a tough loss.

We will return to Boston tomorrow, knowing that one more victory by the Reds will give them the championship, determined to do our best to keep that from happening. It is painful to watch another team celebrate a World's Series victory on our grounds, and even more joyous to do so ourselves, in front of the fans who have loyally supported us, in many cases for a dozen years.

[Big Six]

Boston Globe, October 6, 1913


BOSTONS KEEP SERIES HOPES ALIVE!!
Red Sox Bats Boom Out 16 Hits, 10 Runs
Pruiett, Surprise Starter, Pitches Well

BOSTON--Those of us who have played for the Red Sox for several years have learned that when a game must be won, Jimmy Collins can cook up the strategy to do it as well as any man who has ever managed a ball team.

He did it again yesterday, surprising the Reds by giving the ball to Tex Pruiett to start the game on the mound. They had expected to face Chuck Rose. WhenTex, who had been warming up with Bill Peterson behind the grandstand while Chuck threw to Bill Carrigan in full sight of the Reds and the crowd, emerged, the big gathering of rooters at Fenway Park first gasped and then let loose a mighty roar.

Tex has a tremendous amount of experience in Series play, with a record of heroics in this setting that match that of any twirler. And, with Rose at the ready if Pruiett faltered, we took the field with renewed confidence and ginger.

"Rough" Carrigan, too, was a surprise starter, and he commenced the proceedings offensively by tripling past Oakes in center field to lead off the second inning. Jansen then clubbed a long two-bagger, followed by Thomas with another, and the Fenway fans tossed their hats into the air. It is unusual for any team to treat a great pitcher like the Reds' Del Mason so roughly, and the rooters celebrated this turn of events with much glee.

Before the smoke cleared, we had put five runs across the plate. I contributed to the tally by singling home Harry Hooper, my second hit in two innings; I had skipped a grounder between second and shortstop in the first inning as well, and stolen second base ahead of a fine throw by Larry McLean.

We scored single runs in the fourth and fifth frames, and then burst out in the seventh for three more. I enjoyed the most thrilling moment of the Series in a personal sense in that inning, too. With one out, and Hooper, Chadbourne, and Speaker filling the bases, I hit a fast ball from Mason right on the nose. All three baserunners scored, and I lowered my head and ran as hard as I could until I pulled in at third standing up.

To this point, I had enjoyed very little success at bat in the Series, and to be able to stand at the third base bag and remove my hat to the wild cheers of the Boston rooters was a very gratifying thing indeed.

The Reds, to their credit, did not bow their heads, but came back in their half of the eighth inning to score twice against Pruiett. The Reds are a very game club, filled with men who know well what kind of effort a World Series victory takes. No doubt, they will return to the park tomorrow having put the pain of today's loss behind them, knowing once again that one win will give them the Series. Roy Hitt will almost certainly be given the task of pitching this decisive game.

Of course, we know the same thing now, and we will have the advantage of playing at home, before a supportive crowd. Furthermore, Collins announced at the conclusion of the game that Joe Wood will be on the mound for us. While Chuck Rose would naturally like the opportunity to pitch such an important contest, he smiled when he was asked about the situation.

"Joe has the Reds' number," he said with a wink. "I'd give him the start if I were Collins, too. I'll be ready if Joe needs any relief."

Hopefully, this time tomorrow I will be able to describe for you a grand celebration on the field as we bring the World Series flag back to Boston, where it belongs.

[Henry]

What the right term for a 1913 "Yahoo!" ??? This story gets better with each installment - and looking forward (win or lose) to game 7 !!

Henry

[Big Six]

Thanks, Henry!

I'll be completing the story of the seventh game either a little later tonight, or tomorrow. I've just finished playing it, in fact.

And I'm not sure what people said for "Yahoo" in 1913. It's a little too late for "Huzzah," I think!

[Big Six]

Boston Globe,, October 7, 1913


THE RED SOX ARE THE CHAMPIONS!!!!
Bostons Win Decisive Game Over Reds, 4-2
Joe Wood Claims His Third Victory of the Series
Rose Works Splendidly in Relief

It is difficult to find words to express the excitement I feel about the fact that for the third time in five seasons, the Red Sox are the base ball champions of the world!. I had wondered if anything related to the game could compare to the thrill I felt when we won the Series in 1909. After having won two more, I can say with no hesitation that victory has never felt sweeter.

Perhaps it is the way we won this championship that makes it so satisfying. Both during the regular season and in the Series, we had to come from behind and overtake an outstanding club: Detroit in the pennant race and, now, Cincinnati. The fans of Boston never lost their confidence in us, and I can speak for the entire club when I say that their support was a large factor in our eventual success.

I don’t know if Joe Wood has any political aspirations, but today, he could be elected Mayor of Boston and Governor of Massachusetts at the same time!. The composure with which Joe faced the task of pitching, and winning, three World Series games would do credit to the most experienced veteran twirler. The ovation he received when he finally tired and left the game in the seventh inning yesterday was a fitting tribute to a gallant pitching warrior.

Then, Chuck Rose extinguished not one, but two Reds rallies; the one that Joe left to him, and another in the next inning. Chuck is a proud man, and when his turn in the rotation was skipped to allow Wood to start another ballgame, he would have been excused had he done a little grumbling. Instead, he nodded his head in agreement, and when Manager Collins called on him, he responded with some of the best work he has done all year. For a man who won twenty-four regular season games, that is saying something indeed.

We needed every bit of the stalwart work Wood and Rose provided us, for Roy Hitt was the genuine goods again. Hopefully, when the story of this Series is examined years from now, Hitt will not simply be remembered as the man who lost all three of the games Joe Wood won. There is no more game competitor in all of base ball than Roy Hitt, and the two safe hits I made against him represent the most success I have had against him, over the course of two World Series.

Although neither one of my hits figured in the scoring, I did manage to draw a base on balls from him to lead off the second inning, and after Ed Konetchy sacrificed me to second, I scored on Bill Peterson’s single to right. Roy Jansen then doubled to chase Peterson across, and we had a lead we never relinquished.

The long home run Speaker hit in the fifth inning was one of the longest blows I have ever seen struck, coming to ground well past the right field fence. The talk is that it traveled as much as 450 feet in the air, and was recovered by a small boy in a lot across the street. (The “official” distance of Speaker’s homer was 447 feet.)

The fielding play of the game was turned in by my keystone partner, Walter Thomas, who leaped high in the air to snag a blue darter by Rebel Oakes with one out in the seventh inning and the bases loaded. It was the first pitch Chuck Rose delivered in relief of Joe Wood, and it might have been the one that cost us the lead if not for Walt’s fine play. When he came back to earth, all he had to do was reach out and tag Mike Mitchell, who had lit out from second base, believing Oakes’ shot would never be caught.

The scene following the final out of the game will forever remain in my memory. When the toss from Thomas safely landed in Konetchy’s big mitt with his foot planted on the bag, he reached up and threw his cap into the air. I met him, Thomas, and Rose at the pitcher’s mound, and Peterson soon joined us from his spot behind the plate. Next, Ray Jansen arrived from third, throwing his arms around my shoulders and hooting like an Indian. By the time the outfielders and players from the dugout joined the celebration, the grounds were filled with rooters. I lost my cap in the wild, happy throng, and nearly had my uniform shirt pulled from my body, but those are small prices to pay for the thrill of participating in such a joyful scene.

Today we will take part in the city’s official celebration at Faneuil Hall, and I am sure that many fetes will be scheduled in the weeks to come, as they were when we won in ’09 and ’10. My wife Sarah, my daughter Elizabeth, and I will spend the off-season in Boston as we usually do, with at least one visit to our home town, Stockbridge, for Christmas with our families.

Again, I wish to express my gratitude to the rooters of Boston, the best in all of base ball. To you, my teammates and I dedicate our victory, with the hopes that you will support us just as wholeheartedly as we win another Series next year.

Sincerely,
Patrick J. O’Farrell
Boston American League Base Ball Club
World Champions for 1913

[Big Six]

Here's the line for O'Farrell in the 1913 World Series:

G: 7
AB: 23
R: 4
H: 8
2b: 1
3b: 1
HR: 0
RBI: 4

BB: 5
K: 3
SB: 2
CS: 0

BA: .308
OBP: .419
SLG: .423

Pat committed one error in the Series, which didn't figure in the scoring at all.

The Series MVP would have to be Smoky Joe Wood, with his three wins. Wood struck out 29 batters in 25.1 innings of work, and allowed only four earned runs (1.42 ERA).

[Big Six]

Pat's 1913 season fits well into the career pattern he's established so far.

Totals in bold represent new career highs, or categories in which he's tied his career best mark. His rank among American League leaders appears in parentheses after some of the stats.

G: 147
AB: 529
R: 122 (T-1)
H: 178 (9)
2b: 34 (2)
3b: 15 (3)
HR: 7 (T-5)
RBI: 103 (3)

BB: 106 (1)
K: 95
SB: 55 (5)
CS: 9

BA: .336 (5)
OBP: .446 (2)
SLG: .497 (1)
OPS: .944 (2)

This was Pat's third consecutive slugging title, and his fourth in the past five years. Since 1909, he has never finished lower than second in that category, or in BB, OBP, or OPS, either.

[Big Six]

Here are O'Farrell's career totals, through the 1913 season:


Seasons: 7 (6 complete)
G: 849
AB: 3151
R: 585
2b: 195
3b: 106
HR: 31
RBI: 487

BB: 512
K: 527
SB: 303
CS: 62

BA: .324
OBP: .419
SLG: .483
OPS: .901


Pat has made his first appearance on the Career Leaders board, as he has enough at-bats for his .324 lifetime average to make the list. He currently ranks 8th in this category.

I completely overlooked his 1000th career hit, which came late in the 1913 season. He was probably just a few days shy of his 26th birthday at the time. Therefore, it's not inconceivable that Pat might pick up his 3000th hit sometime in the mid-1920s, when he's in his late thirties.

Pat has led the league in an offensive category 16 times:
OBP: 1911, 1912
SLG: 1909, 1911, 1912, 1913
OPS: 1909, 1911, 1912
Doubles: 1909
Triples: 1912
Runs: 1910
Bases on balls: 1913
Stolen bases: 1910, 1911, 1912

Those OPS stats would have made him a sabermetrician's delight, had such a thing existed then. I think Theo Epstein would like him.

[Henry]

Fantastic Big Six. I'll be you never would have thought Pat would be this much of a Star - but it makes for a fantastic story

Henry

[Big Six]

Thanks, Henry!

I really didn't think Pat would be this good. I envisioned him as a solid ballplayer who would hopefully make the majors and stick around for a while...not as one of the most productive offensive players in the American League. All the successes the Red Sox have enjoyed with him in the lineup have been a lot of fun, too.

Pat should be entering his prime now, since he turns 27 in September of 1914. It's interesting to see how the careers of some of his Red Sox teammates have turned out.

Tris Speaker is as big a star as the "real" Speaker turned out to be, and if Joe Wood can avoid injury, he looks like he'll have a much more productive career. Chet Chadbourne and Bob Peterson, neither one of whom did much in the "real" majors, are among the best players at their positions in the league.

On the other hand, Duffy Lewis was traded to the Browns for Ray Jansen, and hit .242 in his first season as a regular in 1913. Larry Gardner, who had one good year in Boston in 1909, drifted back to the minors, and looks like he'll be out of baseball as 1914 begins.


If any of you are curious about how a favorite player of yours is doing in my alternate baseball universe, please let me know here, and I'll fill you in

[Big Six]

84 Westland Avenue
Boston, Massachusetts

Miss Emily O’Farrell
227 Elm Street
Stockbridge, Massachusetts

April 3, 1914


Dear Emily,

I promised you I would write to you again when we returned to Boston after training. I enjoy our trips to the South, but now that I am a family man, I find myself more and more eager to return home once again as well. Sarah is fine, and little Elizabeth had grown so much that it was difficult for me to believe that I had been gone for only a few weeks. As for me, I feel better going into the beginning of this season as I ever have. Hopefully this is an indication of a fine, and healthy, season to come.

The most interesting story of the spring was a young pitcher by the name of George Ruth. He is a big, rawboned fellow from Baltimore, nineteen years of age, who can both throw and hit the ball hard. There was even some talk of converting him to an outfielder or a first baseman, but Collins decided to leave him on the mound. He made the trip North with us, but he will be staying behind in Providence to gain some seasoning. If anything, Ruth needs to grow up some, and learn some discipline. To say George enjoys life is an understatement. He has been nicknamed “Babe,” as young players occasionally are, and in Ruth’s case, the name still fits very well.

And, of course, I would never write to you without some mention of our common friend, Mr. Joseph Wood. Joe’s arm feels fine, and the warm weather we enjoyed in the South has helped him round into championship form. On a more personal note, he asked me to send along his greetings to you. I could not resist the temptation to tell him to write his greetings to you himself. I trust you would not mind that.

I need to walk down to the ball park now, as we have a game this afternoon against St. Louis, as you doubtless are aware. So I must cut this letter short. Give my love to Mom and Dad, and ask them to write to me as soon as they can.

Your loving brother,
Pat

[Big Six]

From the player files of the Chicago White Sox:

Pat O'Farrell
Second Base
Boston

Bats: Switch
Throws: Right
Height: 5'10"
Weight: 168
Age: 27 on 9/16/14


Ratings on 10-Point Scale
Contact Hitting: 8
Power Hitting: 4
Eye and Discipline: 9

Ratings on A-F Scale
Fielding Range: B
Running Speed: A
Stealing Ability: A
Sacrifice Bunt: A
Bunting For Hit: A

Character notes
* Seems to be loyal to team
* Shows some leadership qualities
* Good in the clutch
* Consistent

Notes: If we have a chance to obtain this player, do it. Boston is not likely to trade him, as he is a local boy and is popular with the rooters there.

(Note: At the beginning of the 1914 season, the White Sox offered to trade pitcher Frank Smith to the Red Sox for O'Farrell. I assumed the Red Sox would not be interested in trading a perennial All-Star for a 35-year-old pitcher who had an ERA of 5.03 in 1913, and refused the trade.)

[Carlton]

Pat's career looks very comparable to my often plea for a HOF plaque...Sherry Magee, which BTW, how is he doing?

and THAT trade would have been interesting, imagine Pat on a 1919 WS Chicago White Sox team...tell The Old Roman to badger off

[Big Six]

I thought about that, Carlton. It would take a reprise of Connie Mack's fire sale to assemble the Black Sox in Chicago, however.

Joe Jackson is a fixture in the City of Brotherly Love; he's won the past two Outstanding Batter Awards. "Clean Sox" leader Eddie Collins is regarded as the American League's finest shortstop, and has started the last two All-Star games as Pat's double play partner. And, the A's picked up Chick Gandil in a trade FROM the White Sox midway through the 1912 season.

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Sherry Magee has played for the Phillies since 1904. Through 1909, he appeared to be on his way to an outstanding career. He was coming off a three-year stretch in which he batted .296, .291, and .284, stole a total of 126 bases, and won three consecutive Slick Fielder Awards in left field.

In July 1910, he was in the midst of another fine season, hitting .285 with 41 RBI. However, things grew dark for him on the 12th, as he ruptured a disc in his back and was shelved for the season.

He returned to action in 1911, but once again, the injury bug bit him hard. This time, he tore a rib cage muscle in May, after appearing in only 41 games.

His replacement, Wally Clement, went on to hit .316-5-73, and when Sherry returned to the field in 1912, he found himself the righthanded member of a platoon with Clement.

Magee currently has a .288 lifetime average, with 30 HR, 519 RBI, 648 runs scored, and 338 stolen bases in 1154 games. Still only 29, Magee has good years ahead of him, and perhaps a trade to a team where he can play every day might revitalize his stalled career.

[Big Six]

Sporting Life, May 30, 1914


HOME RUN SURGE IN AMERICAN LEAGUE

DETROIT--Rooters who enjoy the thrill of watching a batted ball flying into the stands and a batsman circle the bags at a trot have enjoyed the first two months of the American League season.

Never before have so many home runs been hit, causing some observers of the game to wonder what the cause of the phenomenon might be.

"Some umpires have been putting new balls in play rather quickly," commented Detroit rookie twirler Harry Moran. "The new balls are slick, and hitters can see them easily." Moran, a promising youngster, has been treated especially roughly. He has allowed eight home runs this season, most in the major leagues.

Ome of his teammates have been clouting the pill with just as much authority, however. Perennial star Sam Crawford has already connected for nine homers, exceeding the total he has accumulated in all but two of his full seasons. "I think the ball has more life this season," Crawford opined. "When I hit the ball hard, it's flying off the bat like never before."

Teammate Tex Irwin agrees. "I have been surprised at least three times when balls I hit went over the fence. I ran hard out of the box, thinking I'd put one off the fence, only to find I'd cleared it." Erwin, who reached his career high with nine circuit clouts last season, already has notched seven through two months, and has driven home 56 runs in 57 games.

Not all batsmen are enjoying the power surge, however. Tigers star Ty Cobb has yet to hit one out of the ballpark. "They are saving the dirty, lifeless balls for me, I guess," he said with a sparkle in his eye. Ty can afford to grin, however, as he leads the major leagues with a .390 percentage.

The Red Sox, in town to play the Tigers, have 21 home runs as a team, second highest in the league behind the Cleveland Naps. While no Sox batter has more than four home runs, every member of their regular lineup except outfielder Chet Chadbourne has hit at least one.

Tris Speaker has 28 extra-base knocks this season, best in base ball. "I've never seen so many balls end up at, or over, the fence. I've hit my share, but I've also chased a few out there," he said.

Teammate Pat O'Farrell, who has never hit more than seven home runs in the major leagues, has three this season. "I'm not a home run hitter, and I have to discipline myself to keep from overswinging and going for homers. We all enjoy the thrill of hitting one over the wall, but I'd rather drive in a run with a well-placed single than strand a baserunner by striking out, because I tried to hit a home run."

When asked about the home run trend, Red Sox pitcher Joe Wood smiled. "I suppose I've been lucky. I haven't given one up yet. Hopefully those Detroit sluggers won't make that change this weekend."

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Standings of the Clubs, June 16, 1914


AMERICAN LEAGUE

Detroit 45-21 .682 --
Philadelphia 44-22 .667 1
Boston 42-24 .636 3
Cleveland 33-33 .500 12
Washington 31-35 .470 14
New York 28-38 .424 17
Chicago 23-43 .348 22
St. Louis 18-48 .273 27


NATIONAL LEAGUE

Chicago 40-26 .606 --
Cincinnati 39-27 .591 1
New York 39-27 1
St. Louis 35-31 .530 5
Boston 32-34 .485 8
Pittsburgh 32-34 .485 8
Philadelphia 26-40 .394 14
Brooklyn 21-45 .318 19

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Boston Herald, June 18, 1914

MATTY HAPPY IN BOSTON

BOSTON--Often, when an established star is traded from one club to another, he voices his displeasure at the fact.

Not so with Christy Mathewson, one of the finest pitchers to grace the mound in recent years, who was recently dealt from the Chicago Cubs to the Boston Red Sox for veteran pitcher Fred Burchell and hot pitching prospect "Zip" Zabel.

"I'm happy to be with the Red Sox," the 33-year-old Mathewson said with a smile. "The team has been in the pennant race every year for a while now, and it's always energizing to be with a club that knows how to win. I hope I can help us defend the World Championship this season."

Matty has fit in well with the Bostons, which have a mixture of veterans and young players. Fellow pitchers Tex Pruiett and Ralph Glaze have both passed their thirtieth birthdays, while Joe Wood, he of Series fame, is still only twenty-four. Wood, in particular, enjoys having Matty on the staff.

"From the time I arrived in Boston, I benefited greatly from having more experienced pitchers around. At first, it was Cy Young; then Pruiett and Glaze. Now, having Matty on the club gives me one more veteran to talk about pitching with. I can only come out ahead."

For Mathewson's part, he enjoys working with the young Boston pitchers. "I wish I had Joe Wood's fastball," he said with a chuckle. "I try to help him, and the other young pitchers, learn how best to work to various kinds of hitters."

Recently, when the Red Sox had a day off at home, Matty took the train down to Providence to share his wisdom with the twirlers of that club. Promising youngsters like Hugh Bedient, Hooks Dauss, "Dutch" Leonard, and George Ruth all spent time with Matty, learning the craft from the master.

"In one or two years, these fellows will be here after my job," Matty quipped. "They have all the talent in the world."

Don't bet on Matty yielding his position anytime soon, however. The past two seasons have proved he has plenty of life in his arm, as he won 23 games for the Cubs last season, and recently won his tenth against four defeats. His earned run average remains on the good side of three runs a game, and while he gives up his share of hits, he doesn't beat himself with bases on balls. Only eleven men have reached base on free passes against him this season, and he has struck out over seven times that many.

"I would enjoy looking back at the statistics and seeing I had more victories than bases on balls allowed," Mathewson confessed. "I find that if I throw strikes, even if batters put the ball in play, the men behind me can make the plays. That is a great advantage for any pitcher."

Having Mathewson aboard is just as great an advantage for the Red Sox, as they battle once again for the American League flag.

[Carlton]

Ahhh, was wondering when you'd get Mathewson on your team

Poor Sherry, but in real life if he wasn't traded from the Phillies I don't think his career would have been as productive.

[Big Six]

The Cubs computer manager would have traded Mathewson to me for Burchell alone. My gut told me that wasn't a fair trade, so I added a prospect to the deal.

I've promised myself that I'm not going to become a "base ball deity" who manipulates the outcome of the replay. I've played around with the trade function, seeing what kinds of deals the computer managers would accept. They seem to be willing to trade prospects in an attempt to patch holes, a la John Smoltz for Doyle Alexander. It's very tempting, for example, to trade Ralph Glaze to the Tigers for Harry Heilmann.

It will be even more tempting, when Pat's ratings begin to slip, to allow him to drink from the Fountain of Youth with the player editor. Already, I've had to stop myself from magically restoring him to health when he got hurt in the middle of a pennant race. I'm not going to do things like that, for the sake of the story. All players decline and then retire, and that will be part of Pat's tale as well.