Tom . . . you seem an intelligent, reasonable fellow. How, then, can you cling to the myth
that the eminent Dr. Wheat had a name change at birth? That discarded allegation ranks
with the blatherings of the Flat Earth Society types and those who slavishly comb
Nostradamus’s every utterance for millennial portents!
Now, to Dex’s take on the subject at hand. I would suggest that if we are looking for
Freudian symbolism in the Summer Game it would be far more apt to keep our eye on the
on-deck hitter as he slips his long, hickory-hard lumber into the doughnut ring, grasps it
firmly in both fists and swings it vigorously.
You may paraphrase the Lecher of Vienna by claiming, “sometimes a Louisville Slugger is
just a Louisville Slugger.”
I think not.