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What did Clemente do to win respect?
At home that Christmas, Roberto went back to the same muddy field he’d played on as a boy. In his pocket was a bag full of bottle caps that he emptied into the hands of some kids. They threw him the caps, and he hit each one again and again.
When he returned to Pittsburgh come spring, baseballs looked HUGE, and he clobbered them as never before. That season, he hit .351, the highest batting average in the National League. And still he did not get the credit he deserved for being so great.
“It’s because I’m black, isn’t it?” he asked the sneering reporters. “It’s because I am Puerto Rican. It’s because I am proud.”