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"Now then, Joe, send it over " "Show us what you can do " "Make the ball hum " "Split the ozone " These and a host of similar cries greeted Joe Matson as he carelessly caught the ball tossed to him by one of his friends and walked over to a corner of the gymnasium that was marked off as a pitcher's box. "All right, fellows," he answered, laughingly. "Anything to oblige my friends."
