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My first fall year in the big leagues was 1994. I was so worried about just trying to stick that I didn't have time to worry about the labor situation. All I knew was we were headed for a strike on August 12.
We set that date so we could negotiate a new deal in time for the playoffs, and everything would be hunky-dory. I was playing for the Astros, and after the strike hit, we continued to work out at a high school field near the Astrodome. After a few weeks, we decided to go home and wait for the call...
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