There was so much to discover about the Negro Leaks and the role they played in the history of baseball in this country.

And I was, as a Canadian, I still felt that if I was going to be a true passionate person about baseball, I needed to know the

whole story.

Baseball was in my bones long before music started to seriously divert my attention.

As a kid in the 60s, I collected bubble gum cards with my school buddies,

watched the New York Yankees beamed across the border from Buffalo TV stations,

and took the streetcar downtown to watch the Maple leafs, Toronto's AAA International League team,

my first excursions independent of my parents. Then after a decade-long sojourn, during which I put

everything I had into a fledgling band called Rush.

I discovered my childhood passion while on the road at the dawn of cable television

when the only things on during the day were soaps, queer shows, infomercials, and courtesy of two super stations, WGN Chicago,

and WTBS in Atlanta, baseball.

And by the end of the 70s, I had the fever again.

Two years after the Blue Jays were founded, I had my own season tickets.

And if I was abroad on tour during the season, I'd do just about anything to keep on top of the game.

That is an excerpt from our dear friend, Getty Lee, the lead singer and bass guitarist for the legendary Canadian Hall of Fame rock group Rush.

And I had the opportunity to sit down for an epic conversation with this avid baseball fan and tremendous sports memorabilia collection.

That excerpt was taken from his brand new book entitled 72 stories from the baseball collection of

Getty Lee. In 2007, Rush was playing a concert here in Kansas City before the band officially

retired and of course they just announced a reunion tour.

And so Getty had a friend by the name of J.W. Jones, who lived here in Kansas City.

Sadly, he passed away.

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