We had a tight bunch in 1920. Everyone assumed Speaker was managing the club, but it was really me. All the dudes on the team thought Tris was an asshole. He was friends with Cobb, who we all hated, and never tried to befriend any of us. Me, Wambsganss and Coveleski were always beefing with him, and showing him up in front of the team.

The last straw was when he had his buddy "Sub" Mays from the Yanks pitch inside to our own Ray Chapman. He was pissed at Chapman for screwing his sister. Anyway, Ray froze as the ball approached and the fastball caught him square on the tater.

On his death bed the next day Chappie gave me his ClePunk T-shirt. Now I'm fucking Speaker's sister.