“I NEVER WANT TO TAKE
ANOTHER TRIP LIKE THIS ONE”
Before sportswriters left en masse for spring training, the New York chapter of the Baseball Writers’ Association held its twenty-third annual meeting at the Waldorf-Astoria Hotel on February 3. The all-white crowd included twelve hundred journalists, owners, managers, players, politicians, and other dignitaries. Speeches were made and awards were handed out. But, as always, the evening was judged by the entertainment. Harold Burr of the Brooklyn Eagle wrote, “The fast-moving program was one of the best in the chapter’s history.” The Sporting News called the songs and skits “the best yet.” New York Times columnist Arthur Daley agreed. “The burlesque was so broad that the scribes were able to risk bringing into the cast of characters as delicate a subject as Jackie Robinson,” Daley said. “But it was all such lampoonery that no one’s feelings really were hurt.”1 To make his point, Daley included the dialogue of a skit that opened at a mansion with a butler — or, as the columnist described him, “a darky” in satin knee breeches, wearing a Montreal uniform.