Now batting ... pinch hitting for Saucier
Number one eighth
Eddie ... GAEDEL!!!!
"What? Where'd you get this guy?"
"Has Veeck lost his mind?"
"Browns are terrible but ..."
"Three feet 'n' eight inches tall?"
Umpire says "is this a joke?"
"No" says Skip, "Papers are signed"
'Alight, PLAY BALL!!!' the ump says
The Detroit nine recoil in laughter
The St. Louis nine do just the same
On the mound good ol' Bobby Cain
Get his sign 'n' winds 'er up
The pitch ...
BALL ONNNEE!!!
Gaedel ahead in the count
Cain gets set and deals again
BALL TWWWOOOO!!!!
"Dammit Cain! Quit laughin' 'n' throw a strike"
Cain breathes in 'n' tries again
BALL THREEEEE!!!!
"He's a patient little runt"
"Take all the way Eddie!"
Cain's rollin' over 'n' can't even breathe
But it's heaveho, gotta get one in there
Theeee piiitch...
BALL FOUURRR!!!! Take yer base!
Eddie walks to first
He's done his deed
Veeck'll be a happy man indeed
Let's go Browns and ...
Aaawww, they're running for the little guy
Exit stage right then Eddie
You're now immortal
Little American hero take yer bow
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