Charlie Waitt
Charles C. "Charlie" Waitt (October 14, 1853 – October 21, 1912), born in Hallowell, Maine, was a professional baseball player who played a total of four professional baseball seasons. Waitt played in an era when baseball had many differences from modern baseball. He was 5 feet 11 inches (1.80 m) in height, and 165 pounds (75 kg) in weight. He threw right-handed, but it is unknown whether he batted right or left-handed.
Career
Charlie Waitt made his major league baseball debut on May 25, 1875 at age 22 with professional baseball club St. Louis Brown Stockings. While playing for the St. Louis Brown Stockings, Waitt had 113 at-bats, 23 runs, 2 base on balls, and 7 strikeouts.
Waitt is probably best known for being one of the first baseball players to wear a glove. He began wearing it around the 1875 baseball season, and was teased, taunted, laughed at by fans and his teammates, and called a "sissy" for doing so. The glove, which he wore to protect his hand, was very different from the gloves used today. He attempted to disguise them by using flesh-coloured gloves to make them as inconspicuous as possible.
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by: Charlie DeeShe sits and waits
Staring at her reflection
In the darkness of her window
she sees his shade sometimes
illusions come and go
is he finally coming home
but he walks over bridges
crossing empty streets
passing whores and taxidrivers
in his mind he runs the hills
running bare feet
drowned in his illusions
and how she wants to know why they
just keep on repeating why she just can face to leave
and he, he follows all the signs
but all his words they fail her to show
what he already knows
He's a long way gone
A long way gone a long way gone
Now there are no more lies to be done
She sits and waits
The sun is almost rising
A new day has began
And she stumbles into the room
Wakes her little children to tell that father went away
He walks over bridges crossing empty streets
Passing whores and taxidrivers
In his mind he runs the hills
Running barefeet
Drowned in his conclusions
He' a long way gone…
credits from Where Do Girls Come From, released 01
January 2006
Vocals: Charlie Dée
Drums: Joeri Rook
Guitars: Martijn van Agt
Bass: Chris Grem