FIRST, A LITTLE HISTORY
A while back, my wife gave me a book titled Turning the Black Sox White. Nice idea, but it’s so excruciatingly boringly written it’s a slog to get through unless you’re desperate to know who all of Charles Comiskey’s team members were on any outfit he had anything to do with in the 19th Century, and how many hits they had on a given day. Basically a paean to Comiskey verging on idolatry, it reads like a master’s thesis, intended only to send a couple of teaching assistants into a permanent coma, not to be foisted on an innocent public.