What if the Ken Phelpses hadn’t stood in line behind the Henry Cottos?

The late ’70s prove to be a period of remarkable stability in the usage patterns of minor league aces.

Free agency starts eating the farm crop

Hemingway put it so: “All stories, if continued far enough, end in death, and he is no true-story teller who would keep that from you.”

The U-turns have been straightened, the potholes filled. It’s time to hit Saberhagen Road!

Does it sometimes seem to you that batters are getting hit by pitches more often than they did 15 or 20 years ago? Guess what: They are. A lot more often.

Into the 1970s, we encounter the largest value production difference yet seen between National and American League organizations.

Steve’s been busy with the spackle and the putty knife again …

Steve has patched the holes in the Redbirds’ wings. It’s time to see how they fly!

How might the late-1940s Redbirds have maintained their early-decade dynastic ways? Cue the Jackson 5: it’s easy as one-two-three …