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January 8, 2010
Strange as it may seem, they give ball players nowadays very peculiar names.
Nicknames, nicknames. Now, on the St. Louis team we have Who’s on first, What’s on second, I Don’t Know is on third–
I’m telling you. Who’s on first, What’s on second, I Don’t Know is on third–
Yes.
Yes.
Who.
Who.
Who is on first.
I’m not asking you–I’m telling you. Who is on first.
That’s the man’s name.
Yes.
Every dollar of it. And why not, the man’s entitled to it.
Yes.
Why shouldn’t he? Sometimes his wife comes down and collects it.
Yes. After all, the man earns it.
Absolutely.
Oh, no, no. What is on second base.
Who’s on first!
Oh, absolutely.
Why.
Well, I just thought I’d tell you.
Who’s playing first.
Why.
Oh, he’s center field.
Wouldn’t this be a fine team without a pitcher?
Tomorrow.
Now, that’s he first thing you’ve said right.
Don’t get excited. Take it easy.
Yeah, it could be.
Because.
What was that?
Oh, that’s our shortstop!