A Quote by Jeff Pearlman
When I was covering baseball the Reds had a first baseman, Sean Casey. His nickname was "The Mayor" because he knew and connected with absolutely everyone. Incredibly lovely ... even invited Red writers to his wedding. And that never happens.
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Alexander the Great, who said on his wedding night, It's only a nickname. Never got a dinner!
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