If there's one competitor no athlete can defeat, it's Father Time. The old guy with the hourglass catches everyone eventually. He got Zebulon Banks, Allan Allen and now he was coming for Powell Slocum. Slocum's fielding skills had eroded to the point that even he (as the Brooklyn Kings' manager) had to admit that he couldn't really hack it as an everyday right fielder any longer. So he worked out at first base in spring training - and he also worked a deal to ship RF Huck Monahan to the Gothams (to be fair they did get 3B Hal Lucas back and the hot corner was a weakness for the Kings). But he discovered that not only was his foot speed largely gone, but so was his bat speed. Sure, he could get by on his incredible bat control skills, acumen and encyclopedic knowledge of the opposing pitchers. But his time as the best hitter in the world was done. Max Morris probably wore that crown now, but even he was now facing challenges from a new generation of highly-talented players.

By the end of the 1923 season Powell Slocum was generally acknowledged as the greatest hitter in the nearly 50-year history of professional baseball. He was 37 years old, a 15-time batting champion, three-time World champion and was also known as a good leader on and off the field (although he was known to have a bit of a temper at times). When longtime manager Walter Love retired at the end of the 1920 season, Slocum found himself playing for another manager for the first time since joining the Clippers in 1905. He didn't mesh well with Davey Kincaid who was much more of a tactical manager than Love had been. By the end of the '23 season, which saw him post his worst average ever (a still respectable .320) and with the team falling into seventh place, Slocum decided he wanted out - going directly to owner Oscar Jones with his demand for a trade. Jones refused but Slocum threatened to retire, so the owner acquiesced. Kincaid found a good deal with Brooklyn - who had just won the pennant and fit Slocum's desire to both remain in the Continental (where he knew all the pitchers) and go to a contending club. Baltimore received SS Jesse Moore and RF Dick Hand while Brooklyn received Slocum, P Phil Miller and SS Jack Van Landingham. Slocum was happy and things looked promising for the Ragland Ripper. But that wouldn't last.