human
By the way, he continued, drawing a paper from his pocket,
gpt
Some class to the Giants, eh? grinned McRae.
human
There's sixty names in that list and no single team has as many in the first twelve as we have. That average of yours, Joe, of 1.53 earned runs per game is a hummer. Hughson is close on your heels with 1.56. The Rube, you see, is eighth in the list with 1.95, and Jim's eleventh with 2.09. I tell you, boys, that's class, and to cap it all we won the pennant.
gpt
Two pennants, you mean,
human
And neither one to be sneezed at,
gpt
We sure had a great season, observed McRae.
human
If we start next year with the same team we ought to go through the league like a prairie fire. I have every reason to think that Hughson will be in tip-top shape when the season opens, and if he is, there won't be any pitching staff that can hold a candle to ours. But----
gpt
I guess I'll go into the smoker and see what the rest of the fellows are doing, if you'll excuse me,
human
I'm glad to have a chance to talk to you alone, Joe, he said.
gpt
You're my right bower and I can talk to you more freely than to anyone else, except Hughson. I don't mind telling you that this new league is worrying me a lot.
human
What is it? asked Joe with quick interest.
gpt
Anything happened lately?