|::| Monday, July 01, 2002
- |::| Is Truth Really That Much Stranger? 11:00:27 AM
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From MetaFilter:
"Babe Ruth and I were teammates on the Yankees—and lovers, too. It was no big deal back then. After Sunday games were over, lots of players and writers would come by our little flat in the Morrisania section of the Bronx for one of Babe's famous bean dinners. I also remember the evening when Babe, wearing his familiar pink housecoat, turned out a nice catfish stew for Commissioner Kenesaw Mountain Landis. Everyone in baseball knew how it was with me and Babe. After the company had gone home and we'd done the dishes, he would lie in my arms and I'd whisper, 'You are my bambino.'" [MeFi discussion]
Kids, I don't make 'em up, I just report 'em. Though nobody on the thread seems to take it too seriously.... Side note: someone was good enough to post a link to the Amazon "preview" of a similar (but much, much funnier) David Sedaris piece that I'd forgotten about....