Chapter 3Thehyper-lightspeed velocity of the ship didn’t bother the greatBoston Red Sox slugger Ted Williams as he stepped up to the plate.Ihad the game on a fifty-inch screen and settled back in my blackcushioned executive office chair. When you’re the commander you getone of those. Williams, thin as a toothpick, was nicknamed the‘Splendid Splinter’. His career in the major leagues wasshortened by two tours in the United States Army, the second comingin the Korean War when the army needed pilots. Williams was a goodone, but he was bitter about the two years spent in Korea. Hefiguredhis duty to his country had been done. I sympathized with him.Without losing those two years, his Hall of Fame numbers would havebeen even higher. He whisked his bat around. He was facing thealmostequally great
