human
That fellow won't be in the minors long, commented Brennan.
gpt
I wonder some of my scouts haven't gone after him before this. Who is he, anyway?
human
I'll tell you who he is, broke in Robbie, suddenly.
gpt
I knew I'd seen him before somewhere, and I've been puzzling all this time to place him. Now I've tumbled. It's Alvarez, the crack pitcher of Cuba.
human
Do you mean the fellow that stood the Athletics on their heads when they made that winter trip to Cuba a couple of years ago?
gpt
The same one, affirmed Robbie.
human
I happened to be there at one of the games, and he showed them up--hundred thousand dollar infield and all. Connie was fairly dancing as he saw his pets slaughtered. I tell you, that fellow's a wonder--he'd have been in a major league long ago if it hadn't been for his color. He may be only a Cuban, and he says he is, but he's so dark-skinned that there'd be some prejudice against him and that's barred him out.
gpt
That's what made Thorpe so confident, growled Brennan.
human
He's worked in a 'ringer' on us. We ought to make a kick.
gpt
That would put us in a nice light, wouldn't it? replied McRae, stormily.
human
We'd like to see it in the papers, that the major leagues played the baby act because they couldn't bat a bush pitcher. Not on your life! Thorpe would be tickled to death to have us make a squeal. We'll simply have to lick him.