A great story about a man who felt himself lucky in circumstances many of us would have felt unfortunate if not cursed: the story of Hugh Mulcahy , who played in the majors for a terrible team and lost twice as many games as he won, and then spent five years fighting in World War II, and never really got a chance to pitch for a good team. And yet, as I say, felt himself a lucky man.
Thanks to Mark Barrett for the link.
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