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Title: The Redheaded Outfield and Other Baseball Stories

Author: Zane Grey

Posting Date: September 27, 2008 [EBook #385]
Release Date: January, 1996

Language: English

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THE REDHEADED OUTFIELD AND OTHER BASEBALL STORIES

by

ZANE GREY

CONTENTS

THE REDHEADED OUTFIELD
THE RUBE
THE RUBE'S PENNANT
THE RUBE'S HONEYMOON
THE RUBE'S WATERLOO
BREAKING INTO FAST COMPANY
THE KNOCKER
THE WINNING BALL
FALSE COLORS
THE MANAGER OF MADDEN'S HILL
OLD WELL-WELL

THE REDHEADED OUTFIELD AND OTHER BASEBALL STORIES

There was Delaney's red-haired trio--Red Gilbat, left fielder; Reddy
Clammer, right fielder, and Reddie Ray, center fielder, composing the
most remarkable outfield ever developed in minor league baseball. It
was Delaney's pride, as it was also his trouble.

Red Gilbat was nutty--and his batting average was .371. Any student of
baseball could weigh these two facts against each other and understand
something of Delaney's trouble. It was not possible to camp on Red
Gilbat's trail. The man was a jack-o'-lantern, a will-o'-the-wisp, a
weird, long-legged, long-armed, red-haired illusive phantom. When the
gong rang at the ball grounds there were ten chances to one that Red
would not be present. He had been discovered with small boys peeping
through knotholes at the vacant left field he was supposed to inhabit
during play.

Of course what Red did off the ball grounds was not so important as
what he did on. And there was absolutely no telling what under the sun
he might do then except once out of every three times at bat he could
be counted on to knock the cover off the ball.

Reddy Clammer was a grand-stand player--the kind all managers
hated--and he was hitting .305. He made circus catches, circus stops,
circus throws, circus steals--but particularly circus catches. That is
to say, he made easy plays appear difficult. He was alwa