Democracy Dies in Darkness

Life was a ball with Roger Angell. How lucky we were to read about it.

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Roger Angell carried himself like a tweedy Ivy League professor, genial, but with authority in reserve. Friendly meets deeply formidable. (Mary Altaffer/AP)
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When Roger Angell was in his 80s, I was proud to be his human shield in a spitball assault in which Roger pummeled a pompous pundit with paper wads in a Yankee Stadium press box.

“Lean forward just a little so I can throw behind you. I think I can hit him in the head,” said Angell, the best baseball essayist ever, who died Friday at 101.