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PHILADELPHIA _ When he was 13, he was unable to speak even his own name.
The words would catch and tumble on top of themselves, and the more he tried to force them the more they would resist, and then what finally did come out did so in painful stops and starts, stutters and stammers, hiccups of frustration and shame.
He was consumed with embarrassment, of course, and we all know how cruel and relentless the teasing can be when the target is unable to defend himself.
So Ken Venturi sought refuge in sports. And he chose the game of isolation, the game that requires no teammates, the one where most of the talking is barely whisper level, and where you can wrap yourself in a cocoon of ...