when he looked over
at me, said, take a hike, son
has a ring to it …
Adapted from these lines:
I remember once leaning over the dugout trying to tell Alvin Dark how great he was and how much I was for him and, well, maybe get his autograph too, when he looked over at me and said, “Take a hike, son. Take a hike.”
Take a hike, son. Has a ring to it, doesn’t it? Anyway, it’s become a deflating putdown line around the Bouton family.
Take a hike, son.
From Ball four plus ball five by Jim Bouton (Stein and Day, New York, 1981
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