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Of the players of the Snorkey Club of Philadelphia (named for the one-armed hero of the drama Under the Gaslight), one had an arm off at the shoulder, another had a paralyzed arm, the rest were minus a hand; their opponents in a game of May 23, 1883, were the Hoppers, who were all one-legged or on crutches. In a reminder to modern readers of the brutality of the industrial age in America, both sides were said to consist wholly of former employees of the Pennsylvania Railroad.

John Thorn, Baseball in the Garden of Eden

Some points in this essay require modification in view of later work. These are indicated in footnotes. Its tone is partly explained by the fact that the editor begged me to make the article “as romantic as possible.”

Russell, Bertrand (2011-03-24). Mysticism and Logic and Other Essays (Kindle Locations 48-50). Kindle Edition.

If the reader has concluded that there is something “wrong” in sport, one further conclusion is inescapable: from its racial problems to drug abuse, from its economic crisis to female segregation, what is “wrong” with sport in America reflects America itself—particularly the relationships between contemporary social, political, and economic realities and this nation’s value priorities, its attitudes and its perspectives.

Harry Edwards, Sociology of Sport, p. 361.

We have endeavored successfully to define distinctions regarding the use of drugs when horses compete against one another. I optimistically believe horse racing policies protect both the nature of competition and the health of the horse. I feel it is incumbent upon us, at this hearing today, to attempt to do no less for human competitors.
We’ve a better world with a bit of the proper kind of Fear in advertising — fear in women of being frumps, fear in men of being duds.

Mark O’Dea, A Preface To Advertising, pp. 92-93, a 1937 book on marketing practices of the day

In striving for victory and new records, it should never be forgotten that it was a national programme of this kind for all countries that was the main objective of the Baron de Coubertin when he initiated the campaign to revive the Olympic Games. The Games were not to be an end in themselves — they were to be the means of stimulating a broad programme of physical training and competitive sport for all youth. The aim was participation by the masses and not merely the creation of a few champions. With the expansion of industry in every country, the increased use of machinery, and the removal of workers from the fields to the factories, the need for such a programme was obvious. The more playing fields, the fewer jails, asylums and hospitals, the more self reliance, and the less necessity of public expense for social security.

Police said the body of Gardner, 32, was found about 15 feet from the pitcher’s mound at Bovard Field, where he had starred from 1958 through 1960.

He held a diploma he received from USC in 1960 in his right hand and a pistol in his left, officers said, and his All-American certificate lay a few feet away.

"Gardner found shot to death," AP, June 8 1971.

As printed in The Free Lance-Star 

In September of 1969, during the height of a heated mayo0ral election race in New York City which had attracted international publicity due to the failure of the Republican party to support its own incumbent mayoral candidate (John Lindsay), I carried out a simple survey in an attempt to discover the relative impact of sports as opposed to politics in America’s largest city. Standing in front of my hotel at Fifty-fourth and Lexington in the heart of downtown Manhatttan, I asked one question, without prompting or further explanation, to 150 people (men and women) who happened by, and then recorded their responses. The question was, “Who is going to win?” The results were as follows: thirteen, no relevant response; twenty-seven, Lindsay (for mayor); six, Proccacino (for mayor); one, Marchi (for mayor); 103, the Mets (for the world championship of professional baseball).

Sociology of Sport, Harry Edwards, 1973

My friend Curley used to open for acts on the Strip with a lobster joke that’s relevant to poker. “So I’m standing in front of this giant lobster tank,” Curley would say, “and you’re supposed to pick the lobster you want them to kill, but I don’t know dick about lobsters. So what do I do? I just stand there until one of those lobsters really pisses me off.”

Dave Hickey, “The Suicide King” http://www.bookforum.com/inprint/2101/12977

Dodgers 9, Twins 4, May 1, 2014. 

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