“It was just Henry Aaron being Henry Aaron,” House said. “I remember in Cincinnati when he opened up there, kind of being this pushing him, ‘What if you hit the tying home run Friday? Are you going to play Saturday or Sunday? What happens this? What happens that?’ And he was like, ‘Look, I’m here to play baseball. I’m going to play baseball, and what happens, happens.’ Unflappable. He may have been really nervous inside or frustrated, or whatever. He never showed us as teammates.” House had met Aaron years before after signing with Atlanta as a minor leaguer in 1967.