When I was a little kid, I had a Bob Feller baseball card and found his address in some magazine or something. I decided that I would send Mr. Feller the card, a nice letter requesting his autograph, and a self-addressed-stamped-envelope so that he could mail it back to me with no problem.
Bob Feller sent the card back in the SASE along with a handwritten letter telling me why he wouldn’t sign my card. The final indignity: he didn’t even sign the letter because it would have given me his autograph.
Bob Feller was an asshole. Hell of a pitcher, but a world-class asshole.
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