I got two strikes on the batter. He fouled them off and the catcher gave me a third pitch-out sign. He thought he'd go after a bad ball for the third strike. He didn't go for that. So the catcher came out and he says, "I'll give you the curveball sign this time." And I gave him the best curveball he ever seen and he just looked at it. And the umpire says, "Three strikes, and you're out." And I didn't know who the batter was. So the next morning I picked up a New York Journal and in the sporting page it had in big red letters, HOFF STRIKES OUT COBB. And that started me off in baseball.