Paul Blair

What I remember most is a sound. It’s a familiar sound now, but I was probably 7 or 8 then. The batter hit the ball deep into the outfield and my eyes followed the ball. That’s the natural move, to follow the ball, and when you do even the most routine outfield fly ball looks at first like a home run. Everyone in Cleveland Municipal Stadium all jumped to their feet, all at once, and made that great sound, the one that at first sounds like “WHAHHHHH!” but soon fades into this wonderful rushing sound, like a high wind.

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