…who was drunk as a rule.

While my hand is recovering from Brian Feeney’s handshake – ouch – here’s quick trivia: If you’ve been one of the 3,500 daily visitors to Slugger who were afraid to ask, Mick has reminded the audience about the nomenclature of Slugger O’Toole, from the lyrics of the Irish Rover.

Now you know.

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