For every Babe Ruth or Ty Cobb, there are a thousand Moonlight Grahams — players who smelled a cup of coffee but never quite made it in the big leagues.

And then there are the players in between — those who were within shooting distance of greatness, but whose names have long since faded into the memories of bygone generations of fans.

This site is devoted to one such player.

Johnny Hodapp had a brilliant but short career from the sandlots of Cincinnati to Cleveland’s League Park. Many baseball historians have suggested that, had he stayed healthy, he might be in the Hall of Fame today.

This site is still in its infancy, and new material is added weekly. So far we have some rare photos and an ultra-rare film of Al Schacht, “The Clown Prince of Baseball,” at Comiskey Park circa 1932.

Also, feel free to visit my baseball blog, devoted to occasional observations about the Cincinnati Reds, Cleveland Indians and obscure American League players of the interbellum era.