When I was a kid I was lucky enough to be introduced to Cliff Mapes. He left passes for me on a few occassions, and we exchanged a few letters. Because of the contact I would read everything I could find in regard to his accomplishments.

Mapes broke in with the Flint, Michigan ball club. He was very excited to be paid no matter how little to do something he loved. During that first season of pro ball he kept after the manager to pitch in a game -- after all, he had an arm the likes of which few had ever seen.

At the end of the season, due to his pestering, he was allowed to start a game. The first three batters hit home runs. When the fourth batter hit a home run, the manager went to the mound and asked, "do you think you can hold the next batter to a single?"

Presto the next batter hit a homer. I believe it is still a record in the minors. Five straight homers to start a ball game.

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