Take a deep breath. Picture yourself with a hot dog in one hand, a glove in the other, cramped into a tiny green seat. Fenway Park is open and baseball is coming back to Boston for another season. #50 is even there in his old red, white, and blue uniform. So is #9, written about in this classic piece by John Updike for the New Yorker.
Updike on Williams.
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