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		<description><![CDATA[Originally published in Alabama Writers&#8217; Forum on Jan. 11, 2016 Capone, the Cobbs, and Me By Rex Burwell Livingston Press, 2015 $17.95, Paper; $30,Hardcover, Fiction Reviewed by Ed Reynolds With a title like Capone, the Cobbs, and Me, (and featuring photos of Al Capone, Ty Cobb, and Cobb’s drop-dead gorgeous wife Charlene on the cover), the reader [&#8230;]]]></description>
				<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p class="page_title" style="font-weight: bold; color: #343434;">Originally published in <a href="http://www.writersforum.org/news_and_reviews/review_archives.html/article/2016/01/11/capone-the-cobbs-and-me" target="_blank">Alabama Writers&#8217; Forum</a> on Jan. 11, 2016</p>
<h3 class="content_news_article_headline" style="font-weight: bold; color: #343434;">Capone, the Cobbs, and Me</h3>
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<p>By Rex Burwell<br />
<a style="color: #235383;" href="http://www.livingstonpress.uwa.edu/">Livingston Press</a>, 2015<br />
$17.95, Paper; $30,Hardcover,</p>
<p>Fiction</p>
<p>Reviewed by <a style="color: #235383;" href="http://www.edreynolds1995.com/">Ed Reynolds</a></p>
<p>With a title like <i>Capone, the Cobbs, and Me</i>, (and featuring photos of Al Capone, Ty Cobb, and Cobb’s drop-dead gorgeous wife Charlene on the cover), the reader is intrigued right off the bat. The story told within doesn’t disappoint, either. The “Me” hanging out with Capone, his thugs, and the Cobbs is a Chicago White Sox catcher named Mort Hart who quickly falls in love with Cobb’s wife. Hart is second in hitting percentage in the Roaring ’20s when a knee injury places him on the disabled list. Hart also happens to be the only major leaguer with a law degree. The ballplayer’s life suddenly catapults into spellbinding adventure when Baseball Commissioner Kennesaw Mountain Landis needs someone special to investigate Capone’s fixing outcomes of ballgames using Cobb.</p>
<p>Author Rex Burwell spins a fictionalized tale based on a real-life major league catcher named Moe Berg, once described by baseball Hall of Famer Casey Stengel as “the strangest man ever to play baseball.” Berg was an average major leaguer who was a spy for the OSS (Office of Strategic Services) during World War II and later for the CIA. Over the next 200 pages, the author takes readers on a surreal journey through baseball, gambling, organized crime, murder, and mayhem—with enough subtle descriptions of sex and violence to spice things up. Burwell also tosses in a few musical elements to make for a fascinatingly quick read.</p>
<p>Among the characters is Milton Mezzrow, a jazz clarinet player. Better known as “Mezz,” the musician is a bookkeeper at the Arrowhead Inn in Burnham, Illinois, a hotel owned by Capone where Mezz not only keeps two ledger accounts but also leads a house band called the Mezzophonics that features guest trumpeters Louis Armstrong and Bix Beiderbek. In one memorable passage, Burwell shares Mezz’s description of the Mezzophonics as a “zebra band,” the first mixed-race band in history. “Black and white cats, Matts. And some hot guests with good chops too. You never seen a mixed-race band before, did you? And nobody else did either. This is history.”</p>
<p>Mezz is actually a white Jew who had decided years earlier to pass himself off as an African American, with the author referencing Mezz’s “perfect Negro hipster accent.” Burwell lets Mezz do the talking: “We got a real tight band,” says Mezz. “historic, like I told you, the dark and the light and the lightly toasted playing together so hot, Jack. You’ll hear it tonight. You can’t hear it anywhere else in the universe, nowhere but here, tonight.” Our hero Mort Hart elaborates on Mezz: “His metamorphosis from Jew to Negro with no change in complexion was a bold strike, not undertaken foolishly, but knowingly. Only white people thought Mezz a fool. Negroes took him as a brother who talked their language. I thought him crazy at first. Then I thought him courageous. One changes one’s mind.”</p>
<p>Dig it. Especially the Mob violence. Hart wanders into an icehouse loaded with meat while exercising his baseball-playing damaged knee, only to discover the dead husband of a woman who was sleeping with a Capone thug named Jimmy. “I walked in a few steps on the soft, wet sawdust, and lit and held up the cigarette lighter I always carried,” says Hart.” Behind hams and a side of beef hung a dead man wearing a hat, suspended by a noose and a hook. I got a good look at the waxy face. I never forgot the face.”</p>
<p>Burwell uses several references to indicate that Hart is telling his story in today’s world. Hence, the introduction of a pitcher named Dutch used by Detroit Tigers manager Ty Cobb to throw a ballgame for Capone. Hart notes, “My complete baseball record is available on the internet. I batted against Dutch eight times in the 1926 season and got only one hit—that after he’d hurt his arm and had nothing.” The fix was in because Dutch was forced to pitch though “Dutch’s arm was so sore that he couldn’t comb his hair, but Cobb started him anyway&#8230;. In the first inning, with two runners already on base, I batted against him for the eighth and last time that 1926 season. The first pitch Dutch threw was a nothing spitball—he had nothing. He was through as soon as he started. Even as I swung and knocked the ball on an arc to the wall, I felt a drop of his saliva fly up and hit my eye.”</p>
<p>In a strange twist, Hart becomes a spy for Kennesaw Mountain Landis as he also serves as legal advisor for Cobb and lusts after Cobb’s wife. Burwell writes in sexually flirtatious descriptions of our hero’s first introduction to Mrs. Ty Cobb during a blizzard: “At the hotel I met Charlene for the first time. She was outside in a bulky coat that could not hide her good figure. Without vanity, she was aware of her beauty&#8230;. She took off a glove and shook my hand. Women, ladies, did not offer a hand in those days, much less take off a glove&#8230;. She unbuttoned her fur. One does not often see such a beautiful figure. A man must take advantage of rare occasions. I could feel Cobb watching me look at her.”</p>
<p>Hart continues: “Charlene and I had been corresponding for months, exchanging typed, unsigned letters. I fell in love by mail&#8230;. Tucked in one of those letters had been a picture of her that I still have today. She wears a cloche with wings, like Liberty on the dime. In profile her upper lip pushes out&#8230;. Cobb made his first wife his ‘trophy wife,’ as they call it nowadays, and kept her thereafter above his mantelpiece with the boars’ heads.”</p>
<p>The musical passages are among the most memorable, historically speaking, especially when Capone is present. Referencing Louis Armstrong and Bix Beiderbecke, Burwell writes: “Both musicians were Mezz’s friends. Beiderbecke happened to be living and drinking himself to death in a farmhouse somewhere in the area. This was not the first time he’d played with the Mezzophonics. He was the acknowledged best white jazz cornet player in the nation. Armstrong, of course, was simply the best, white or Negro&#8230;. After the show, the band members all ate where the Negroes ate, in the kitchen. Beiderbecke had five shots of free whiskey in three minutes, fell off his chair and had to be helped outside to puke. From here he was poured into the back seat of a car&#8230;. Mr. Capone joined us, stepping through the swinging doors, a Heavy on either side of him&#8230;. Vain Capone was adept at keeping people, especially photographers, from seeing his left profile with its two long, vivid scars. His wide-brimmed fedora was canted left. He carried his head toward his left shoulder. He wore high collars and often carried a handkerchief to hold his left cheek&#8230;. ‘Good music,’ he said to the musicians. ‘Good music, everybody.’”</p>
<p>As long as Mr. Capone is happy, I’m happy. <i>Capone, the Cobbs, and Me</i> is a hell of a novel. <b>Jan. 2016</b></p>
<p><i>Ed Reynolds is a writer in Birmingham</i>.</p>
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		<description><![CDATA[Pitching Paige By Ed Reynolds write the author &#160; (click for larger version) &#160; May 13, 2010 Leroy &#8220;Satchel&#8221; Paige pitched his final baseball game in 1965 at age 60, throwing three scoreless innings for the Kansas City Athletics. His professional baseball legacy began with the Birmingham Black Barons in 1927, where he established himself [&#8230;]]]></description>
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<p><span style="font-size: small;">Leroy &#8220;Satchel&#8221; Paige pitched his final baseball game in 1965 at age 60, throwing three scoreless innings for the Kansas City Athletics. His professional baseball legacy began with the Birmingham Black Barons in 1927, where he established himself as the greatest pitcher in the history of the Negro Leagues. Born in Mobile, Paige was locked up at age 12 for six years at the Industrial School for Negro Children, a reform school in Mt. Meigs, Alabama. (He had numerous theft and truancy incidents on his record prior to incarceration.) </span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: small;">In 1971, Paige was inducted into the Baseball Hall of Fame. The pitcher was among the pioneers who crossed Major League Baseball&#8217;s color barrier in 1948 when he signed a contract with the Cleveland Indians. His tryout included throwing four of five fastballs directly above a cigarette representing home plate. Joe DiMaggio referred to Paige as &#8220;the best and fastest pitcher I&#8217;ve ever faced.&#8221;</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: small;">On May 18, from 6 to 7 p.m., author Larry Tye will appear at Vulcan Park and Museum to discuss his book <i>Satchel: The Life and Times of an American Legend</i>. Tye&#8217;s appearance coincides with the exhibit <i>From Factory to Field: The Dream of Baseball in Birmingham</i>. For details, call 933-1409 or go to <a href="http://www.visitvulcan.com">www.visitvulcan.com</a>.</span></p>
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<h2>Baseball legend Jimmy Piersall, who will throw out the first pitch at the Rickwood Classic on May 28, still calls &#8216;em as he sees &#8216;em.</h2>
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In his second autobiography, <i>The Truth Hurts</i>, former Major League baseball player Jimmy Piersall opined, &#8220;Probably the best thing that ever happened to me was going nuts. Whoever heard of Jimmy Piersall until that happened?&#8221;<i> </i>Though he had won two Golden Glove awards for his fielding prowess, Piersall was not well known until he had a nervous breakdown. He was noted for clowning around to entertain fans as well as for his quick temper, but after having a series of violent outbursts, the Boston Red Sox sent him to their Birmingham Barons farm team in 1952. In Birmingham, he once shot an umpire with a water pistol while at bat, then went to the dugout roof behind home plate to heckle the ump for ejecting him. After he was thrown out of several games, the Red Sox organization removed him from the Birmingham team and placed him in a Massachusetts mental hospital.</span><span style="font-size: small;">Piersall&#8217;s life was chronicled in the movie <i>Fear Strikes Out</i>, based on his book of the same title. Anthony Perkins starred as Piersall and Karl Malden played his father, a man who relentlessly pushed his son to Major League success. Diagnosed as bipolar, Piersall began using lithium to address his mood swings. He&#8217;s been taking it successfully for nearly four decades.</span></p>
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<p><span style="font-size: small;">Piersall will attend the Rickwood Classic on May 28 to throw out the first pitch and sign a few autographs. During a recent telephone conversation, he spoke of changes in baseball, the presidential election, and broadcasting with the legendary Harry Caray. At age 79, Piersall sounds as mischievous as ever. When I thanked him for his time, he replied, &#8220;Well, that will be $500 [laughs] . . . I hope I gave you enough bullsh**, because I&#8217;m getting so old I don&#8217;t always remember things like I used to.&#8221;</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: small;"><b>Black &amp; White: What memories do you have of Birmingham when you were playing here in the early 1950s?</b></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: small;"><b>Jimmy Piersall:</b> I was a kid when I was in Birmingham, I was about 20 years old. It was the turning point in my life in baseball. The fans were great. The African-American fans used to sit in right-center field and they&#8217;d really cheer me on. We had a great year there. </span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: small;"><b>Were you diagnosed as bipolar before you were sent down to Birmingham?</b></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: small;">There were no problems when I was in Birmingham, I was high-strung. I remember I shot a water pistol at the umpire at home plate. . . . Hey, there used to be this clothing store called Blach&#8217;s and if you hit a home run, you got a free suit!</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: small;"><b>You once said that you wound up being more successful than those who said you were crazy.</b> </span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: small;">I always said the best thing that happened to me was going nuts. I got recognition. Every writer said I&#8217;d never play again, except for one. I wrote the book <i>Fear Strikes Out</i>, then they did the movie. Karl Malden played my father. When I was playing for the Angels, I got to know him, he looked just like my dad. I got to know Edward G. Robinson. He told me, &#8220;Don&#8217;t change your ways,&#8221; and I guess that&#8217;s why I got in so much trouble, because I didn&#8217;t [laughs].</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: small;"><b>You eventually started taking medication for your unpredictable behavior.</b></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: small;">I&#8217;ve been taking lithium for about 35 years, and it sorta slowed me down. I don&#8217;t know if I could have played ball as well if I was taking it at the time, but I do know it&#8217;s helped me though my life. I take three a day, and I advise other people to take it if needed. There&#8217;s nothing to be ashamed of in taking that stuff.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: small;"><b>I&#8217;ve read conflicting accounts about your 100th home run. One is that you ran the bases in reverse, starting with third, and the other is that you ran the correct order but facing backward.</b></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: small;">[Laughs] I ran facing backward in the correct order. That was the only thing I really planned. Everybody used to write that I was &#8220;zany,&#8221; but I would say, &#8220;Yes, but I&#8217;m not an alcoholic like most of you writers.&#8221; They were real drunks back then.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: small;"><b>Did the umpires allow players to get away with more back then?</b></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: small;">In those days, we would go to the mound [when batting, to confront a pitcher who hit them with the ball] and the umpires wouldn‘t throw you out. The game has gotten very dull because the umpires got too much control. The umpires don&#8217;t want you to breathe on them. Fans like to see umpires being argued with. When we played, I can remember umpires telling me, &#8220;Look, you&#8217;ve got two minutes for your act. Now get outta here!&#8221; </span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: small;"><b>Any thoughts on the presidential race?</b></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: small;">We&#8217;re in deep sh** no matter who gets in. They&#8217;re liars. They make up all this sh** and they never follow through with it. </span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: small;"><b>Hasn&#8217;t it always been that way, though?</b></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: small;">Yeah, it&#8217;s always been that way. JFK was a favorite of mine, I used to play golf with him when he was a senator. He didn&#8217;t have to worry about helping people that were giving him all that money. He had all the money he wanted from his dad. </span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: small;"><b>Did you know Joe DiMaggio? Because if you did, that makes two guys you knew who slept with Marilyn Monroe.</b></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: small;">I had an opportunity to work with Joe when we were both in Oakland. I was in sales and doing a little coaching. Joe was in public relations for Finley [legendary maverick Oakland A's owner Charlie Finley]. . . . Joe was a very quiet man. Very, very, very quiet man. You always wondered how he married Marilyn Monroe, he was so quiet. I used to say he must have the biggest dick in the town. [DiMaggio] was a great player. When I was a kid, I&#8217;d watch him when he&#8217;d hit against Bob Feller and go five-for-five in Yankee Stadium . . . In those days, I never worried about autographs. I used to walk down along the dugouts when they were hitting at batting practice just to be able to see their faces so that when I was listening to it on radio I could know how they looked. Today, they&#8217;ve got the television, which is a great help.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: small;"><b>You had an interesting broadcasting career working with Harry Caray, didn&#8217;t you?</b></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: small;">The [Chicago] White Sox general manager offered me an audition with Harry, so I worked three games with him, and boy, they liked it and they gave me a contract and I worked with Harry for seven years. It was really a great experience because Harry taught me an awful lot about radio. He said to me, &#8220;You know the game, say it.&#8221; Harry and I were working for the last place team for three years, and a great writer for the [Chicago] <i>Tribune</i>, Mike Royko, was putting together a show and he asked Harry and I to go on. All of a sudden, Royko says to me, &#8220;Why are these wives trying to get you fired?&#8221; The wives were going to the sponsors to try to get me fired because I was telling the truth. I said, &#8220;Well, they don&#8217;t know anything about that. They&#8217;re a bunch of horny broads.&#8221; If you ask people in Chicago now, they&#8217;ll say we&#8217;re the best announcers they ever had together, because we&#8217;d be needling each other. One time I said to Harry, &#8220;Did you pay your alimony, Harry?&#8221; And he said, &#8220;Yeah . . . Did you take your pills today?&#8221; because I was all excited about something. [laughs] He was a great baseball man. He knew the game. Some of these analysts today are right, but they talk too much. They go on and on. The game is on the field, not in your mouth . . . Baseball makes a life for a lot of people. Even though they are having trouble with the steroids, I can&#8217;t understand how the government can [get] involved in that stuff. . . They&#8217;ve already made new rules, and they&#8217;ve already set up situations where they would catch them. And it hasn&#8217;t hurt baseball attendance . . . baseball fans are great fans. It&#8217;s an easy game to understand. Soccer is so tough to understand. The only ones who understand it are the ones who play it. It&#8217;s great for kids. I think that&#8217;s why baseball is losing so much talent because they don&#8217;t have as many kids playing Little League and Pony League. </span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: small;"><b>Were there any chemical boosts similar to steroids when you were playing?</b></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: small;">We had greenies. They called them &#8220;greenies,&#8221; they were uppers and downers. You can say one thing: I didn&#8217;t need &#8216;em, I&#8217;ll tell you that! [laughs] As soon as I got out of bed in the morning, I was hopped! I didn&#8217;t take nothin&#8217;. If I had taken lithium, I don&#8217;t think I would have been as good a player. Because I had my own way of playing and my own knowledge of the game and knowing how to play the game and knowing how to think the game. </span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: small;"><b>Did you really climb the backstop behind home plate one time, as Anthony Perkins did in </b><i><b>Fear Strikes Out</b></i><b>?</b></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: small;">No, no. That was in the movie, Hollywood did that stuff. If I had thought of it, I would have done it. [Laughs] That was a terrible movie. They rewrote the whole book. The book is very accurate and makes sense.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: small;"><b>I&#8217;m guessing you were not as nuts as Perkins portrayed you?</b></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: small;">Well, Anthony Perkins was a fag. He was a nice guy, a great actor, but he was a fag. I&#8217;m the only guy that ever had his part played by a fag. And I have nothing against fags, either [laughs]. <b>&amp;</b></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: small;"><i>The Rickwood Classic will be held Wednesday, May 28, 12:35 p.m., at Rickwood Field. Admission is $9. For details call 988-3200, or visit <a href="http://www.barons.com">www.barons.com</a>.</i></span></p>
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		<description><![CDATA[Vida Blue Winds Up at Rickwood By Ed Reynolds write the author Snap on your bow ties and call in sick to work, because former Oakland A&#8217;s pitcher Vida Blue will toss out the first pitch for this year&#8217;s Rickwood Classic on April 25. The annual game, played at Rickwood Field, features the Birmingham Barons, [&#8230;]]]></description>
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<div style="float: left; width: 50%;"><span class="author"><a title="click to see other articles by this author" href="http://www.bwcitypaper.com/1editorialtablebody.lasso?-token.searchtype=authorroutine&amp;-token.lpsearchstring=Ed%20Reynolds">By Ed Reynolds</a></span></div>
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<p><span class="body">Snap on your bow ties and call in sick to work, because former Oakland A&#8217;s pitcher Vida Blue will toss out the first pitch for this year&#8217;s Rickwood Classic on April 25. The annual game, played at Rickwood Field, features the Birmingham Barons, decked out in vintage 1928 uniforms, battling it out with the Chattanooga Lookouts.</span></p>
<p>Vida Blue compiled a 10-3 record during a 1969 tour of Double-A baseball duty in Birmingham. Two years later, he was in Oakland, striking out 301 batters as he chalked up an ERA of 1.82 to win the Cy Young award <i>and</i> MVP. (His salary that year was $14,700.)</p>
<p>With an unforgettable moniker and a blistering pitching delivery, Blue was the perfect fit for the Oakland A&#8217;s. Sporting white shoes, sunshine-yellow uniforms, and long-haired pitchers with names like Catfish Hunter and Rollie Fingers, the A&#8217;s of the early 1970s were a powerhouse club years ahead of other major leaguers in terms of style. Owner Charlie Finley&#8217;s insatiable addiction to garish flamboyance established a collection of personalities never before encountered on a baseball diamond. The A&#8217;s were poster boys for irreverence, bringing to baseball what Joe Namath had brought to the American Football League a few years earlier. Blue was one of the aces on the rotating wrecking crew that debilitated hitters&#8217; efforts during the Oakland A&#8217;s string of World Series titles from 1972 to 1974. A left-handed flame-thrower, Blue dazzled the baseball world in 1971 with his powerful wind-up as he pitched eight shut-outs en route to a 24-8 record. He threw a no-hitter against the Twins that year; a walk to Harmon Killebrew was the only blemish on an otherwise perfect game. Blue was also the first pitcher to start for each league in the All-Star Game.</p>
<p>Blue had an early run-in with Finley for refusing to comply with the owner&#8217;s request that he change his first name to &#8220;True.&#8221; Some of Finley&#8217;s affection for gaudy promotion must have rubbed off on Blue, however. The pitcher staged his wedding in Candlestick Park in 1989 (he spent the end of his career as a San Francisco Giant) before 50,000 spectators to celebrate Fan Appreciation Day. Former baseball great Orlando Cepeda gave away the bride and Giants&#8217; legend Willie McCovey was best man.</p>
<p><i>For more on Vida Blue see interview, link above</i></p>
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