We present this award in a most solemn manner for it is our only posthumous presentation. It goes to the 600-pound pig who sacrificed himself at the height of the meat shortage by getting on Interstate 71 and running headlong into an automobile driven by Harry J. Vandevelde. “It was like hitting a submarine,” Mr. Vandevelde told reporters. His car was demolished. But the pig was D.O.A.
Blowin’ in the Wind Award to the hard-workin’ people at Republic Steel who torched 7,800 pounds of marijuana in Open Hearth No. 1. The dope had been abandoned in an overturned truck on I-90.
The Tribe was so exciting (yawn) last season it’s hard to single out a favorite moment. But if backed into a corner, we’d have to say it was when pitcher Dennis Eckersley commented on Minnesota’s Rod Carew, with whom he has feuded through two seasons. “I hate his guts,” opined Eck. “But in a professional way.”