Paddy had just arrived in New York from Ireland and was invited by one of his American cousins to go to his first baseball game.
Seated in the Yankee Stadium bleachers, he watched as a man swung a stick, hit a ball and started toward a white bag down the line.
Everyone stood up and yelled, “Run, run!”
Then a second guy came up to the plate, whacked the ball and started down toward the white bag.
Everyone stood up again and yelled, “Run, run!”
A third batter came up, but this one didn’t hit the ball. He didn’t even swing. Four times the pitcher pitched. Four times the catcher caught.
Paddy was completely confused when the batter dropped the stick and started strolling toward the white bag.
“Run, run!” Paddy shouted.
“No, he doesn’t have to run’ his cousin in- formed him. “He’s got four balls.”
Paddy’s eyes widened as he stood.
“Walk with pride, man!'” he shouted. “Walk with pride!”