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October 30, 2006

Walter O'Malley

Omalley_home The official web site of Walter O'Malley is extraordinary in it's depth and scope. It's more than just a monument to the man who brought the Dodgers to L.A.; it's also a history of the team, with all kinds of nifty multimedia. It includes a flash presentation on the 1950s Brooklyn Dodgers, a thorough history of the construction of Dodger Stadium in Chavez Ravine, a six-minute biographical film narrated by Vin Scully, lots of primary documents (things like letters from Ty  Cobb and Richard Nixon to O'Malley), a section on the Beatles playing Dodger Stadium in August 1966, and on and on. Terrific stuff. 

October 27, 2006

Perfect, Once Removed: An excerpt and interview with author Phillip Hoose

Perfectl Perfect, Once Removed is a wonderful little gem of a baseball memoir. Phillip Hoose, Don Larsen's second cousin, recalls what it was like to be a third grader -- a new arrival in Speedway, Indiana who loved baseball but struggled with the basics of the game. A boy who seized on his blood relationship with a New York Yankee to gain a sense of belonging, who thrilled that his cousin took notice of him and invited him and his family to see the Yankees play in Chicago and to meet the Yankees.

That Hoose's first baseball memories coincided with Larsen's tremendous feat, the perfect game in the 1956 World Series, make them that much stronger, and more meaningful. Though Perfect, Once Removed has many universal themes relating to baseball, and childhood, and the feeling of being an outsider, that specific connection to Larsen makes the book more than just a paean to the game. It's also history, experienced from a unique viewpoint.

I spoke to Hoose by phone earlier this week. An excerpt from the book follows the interview.

Jeff Merron: What inspired you to write this book. Was it the 50th anniversary of your cousin's perfect game?

Phillip Hoose: Part of it was the 50th anniversary, because I saw it as a chance to shine a bigger, brighter light on Larsen’s game, which I think is the greatest pitching performance in the history of baseball. And it didn’t seem to me that the Yankees were really doing much with it. Certainly the 40th anniversary had not occasioned a lot of fanfare, and I wanted to help make the case.

Another thing was that this was my 50th year in baseball as well. I never stopped playing either baseball or softball. So I wanted to write a valentine to baseball. It was a combination of those things.

JM: The connection to Don that you have is crucial, but that experience, your childhood experience of struggling to just field grounders and popups and become a decent player really struck a chord with me.

Hoose: Even great natural baseball players worry about those ground balls and those popups. The ball's hard and comes at you very fast. It’s a game where being big and strong are assets, but more than football and basketball you can overcome size deficiencies through work and discipline.

Baseball stops at the end of every play – you have a pause, and it’s more a set piece, and you can practice motions and events over and over and over. I’ve taken tens of thousands of ground balls and fly balls in my life, just practicing these things, to the point where they've become part of my muscle memory. So often what happens in a play is determined in the first fraction of a second – it depends on how quickly you recognize what’s going on, how quickly your muscles remember having seen the same pattern before.

JM: You had that one connection – Don is your first cousin once removed – and to me it seems that having some kind of connection makes a huge difference in a fan’s experience of the game. I’m thinking about the kids who come down on the field before the game and get to have their picture taken with a player, or getting to run the bases after a minor league game.

Hoose: I think you’re right. I attended a fair number of baseball games in Cuba, and played with the kids down there. In the Cuban National League, kids run the bases after the game. They think that the best players in the world are the local team’s players. They know them. They get to watch them lift weights between games of a doubleheader. They roll out these barbell sets on wheels and they actually work out, lifting weights between games.

My special connection through having a relative on the New York Yankees meant a huge amount to me. That he would take any interest in me at all, and of course when I actually got to meet the New York Yankees it was just so inspiring to me. And of course later on, when lightning struck with this immortal game, it had coattails for me, too, in my school. I got a popularity bump. People were willing to teach me how to play ball and to hang out with me in a way that they had not been before.

I didn’t have to do anything. He becomes world famous, and I get a little bump. Fine with me! I’ll take it.

JM: After 1956 you saw less of Don.

Hoose: I probably saw him four times after that, before I went to visit him last year for this book. I think we went to see him a couple more times in Chicago when he was with the Yankees. I remember we saw him play in Indianapolis. He got sent down to Triple A, and he was in Indianapolis to play the Indians. It was terrible – there weren’t many people there, and there were some really abrasive, abusive hecklers.

I remember we were sitting in front of them and my dad was getting madder and madder. They were just saying all kinds of garbage. I also remember we went to Cincinnati, when he was with the Giants, and it was a great game. I’ll never forget it. Mays hit two homers to left field. Low, hooking line drives that just clanged against the seats. And then they nursed a slim lead into the ninth inning and Don came out. He was basically their closer, (He pitched in the ’62 Series and actually won a game.) He must have thrown five or six pitches and he retired each batter on long fly balls – warning track fly balls to each field. And that was it.

We waited for him outside the players’ entrance and Mays got into a cab. I had an autograph book and I went running after the cab and I actually got in the cab with him. I was half-in, half-out, and he was startled. He scribbled his name in my autograph book and he kind of tossed it out to me, in the street.

I told Don about this last year and he said, before I told him the whole story,  “I’ll bet it was the worst looking signature you’ve ever seen.” I said, “Yes!” He said Mays’ signatures were always a mess.

JM: How did Don respond when he found out you were writing this book?

Hoose: At first he didn’t respond much at all. He’s probably seen a number of projects come his way over the years. But I think the main thing was when I asked if I could visit. I didn’t know if he would see me or not. He said yes, but then when I tried to nail him down on a date I thought he would slip off the hook, but he didn’t. I think this book really became a reality for him when it came out.

He’s been wonderful. He’s been to two events with me where he’s signed the book. He didn’t have to. He signed hundreds and hundreds of them. He read it, he liked it. He’s been great.

He did two signings, one in the Bronx and one in New Jersey,  and there may be more. He’s been tremendously generous. He’s just a great guy.

JM: What did he think of your story? The book is really about you.

Hoose: He didn’t know, and couldn’t have known, how much that meant to me. He remembered us going to Chicago to meet him and the players. It was something that he did for several of us in that family – he’d either leave tickets or send tickets to us. Sometimes he’d invite people to the Del Prado hotel, where the Yankees stayed.

We just got lucky in that the game got rained out. I was distraught, I thought the whole visit was blown, we weren’t going to get to see the Yankees play and so forth. But my dad called him and he agreed to meet us at the hotel. We spent the whole day with the Yankees. God, it was a great day. These gods were all around us.

JM: How much has Don kept up with his Yankee teammates?

Hoose: He’s close with Hank Bauer, and with Yogi because fantasy camps and autograph card shows bring them together. But you have to remember that a lot of those people have passed on. Don is gong to have a charity event in New York on Nov. 4, and I was asking him who’s going to be invited,  and in addition to everyone who’s pitched a perfect game, he’s gong to invite all the living members of the Yankees and Dodgers who played in his perfect game. There aren’t all that many.

JM: Have you had any response from the Yankees to your book?

Hoose: None whatsoever.

JM: Have you tried?

Hoose: Yes. My publisher has tried several times and not gotten anywhere. It’s been disappointing. They didn’t get behind the 50th anniversary of Don’s perfect game either. It strikes me – if I were the Yankees, and my employee had pitched the greatest game in the history of baseball against a lineup of immortals under such pressure, the fifth game of the 1956 World Series – I’d just think you’d have one heck of a party to celebrate something like that. But they didn’t.

Excerpt after the jump.

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If Aaron Sorkin wrote a show about baseball

Sportsnight_dvd Comedy writer Ken Levine's hilarious spoof of Aaron Sorkin's writing style.

Setting the World Series in Kansas City is a nice touch ...

EXT. KAUFFMAN STADIUM -- NIGHT THE MANAGER, LEO, TROTS OUT TO THE MOUND TO TALK TO BELEAGURED PITCHER, DANNY (THERE’S ALWAYS A DANNY). THE BASES ARE LOADED. THE CROWD IS GOING NUTS. IT’S GAME SEVEN OF THE WORLD SERIES.

LEO
You can’t get a good lobster in this town.

DANNY
Last I checked we were in Kansas City.

LEO
4.6 billion pork ribs sold every year and 18.9 tons of beef consumed annually since 1997 –

DANNY
They like their beef, what can I tell ya?

LEO
But you’d think just for variety’s sake.

There's more. And it gets better.

I dissected "Sports Night," Sorkin's show about a pseudo SportsCenter, for ESPN.com a while back.

October 25, 2006

Jesse Jackson: "We left crying, brokenhearted, trying to see Jackie Robinson"

The History Channel has a short video clip of Jesse Jackson remembering going to see the Dodgers play in Greenville, South Carolina, in 1949.

Jesse_jackson This is just part of what he has to say:

"The Dodgers were going to play at Meadowbrook Park ... To go and see Jackie Robinson, Don Newcombe, Campanella …Gil Hodges, Andy Pafko … the Dodgers … All the whites sat under the roof. The African-Americans sat on bleachers…

"Mom and Dad kept my brother and I out of school that day. It started to rain, ever so lightly… It rained a while and of course we got wet in our section. The umpires came out, touched home plate, first base, second .. The umpire touched third base, and it sunk. And daddy said, ‘They’re not gonna let them play today, because they cannot risk that caliber of ball player on this field.’ And then the umpire said, ‘game’s off.’” He just knew it. We never saw them. We left wet, crying, brokenhearted, trying to see Jackie Robinson."

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Jackie Robinson, Don Newcombe, and Roy Campanella

October 23, 2006

Tigers-Cardinals history: Mayo Smith's brilliant move

Mickey_stanley_1971 In talking to some folks who played or coached for him, I've heard that Mayo Smith, the manager of the great 1968 Tigers squad, wasn't the sharpest pencil in the drawer. (In fact, I've heard much worse from reliable sources, but we'll save that for another time.) In the 1968 Series, however, he made several brilliant moves, and a few years ago I ranked his coaching that October among the best in playoff history.

Getting ready for the World Series against the Cardinals, the Tigers had a problem: they had four outfielders who could hit, but a shortstop who hit .135. Smith's unconventional solution? He moved center fielder Mickey Stanley to shortstop, so he could play Willie Horton, Jim Northrup and Al Kaline in the World Series.

Smith had another big decision. Down 3 games to 2, he elected to start Denny McLain in Game 6 on two days' rest (McLain had only lasted two innings in his previous start), but that meant starting Mickey Lolich in Game 7 on two days' rest -- against Bob Gibson.

It all paid off. Stanley played errorless ball at short, Northrup had the key hit in Game 7 and Lolich beat Gibson, 4-1.

Stanley, 25, had played 424 major league games before the 1968 Series; only nine of those were at shortstop, all at the end of the 1968 season. So clearly Smith was planning ahead.

Bill Freehan talked to Baseball Digest about the decision:

Mayo_smith_1968 "What a dilemma the manager had. You've got a bonafide future Hall of Famer, an All-Star, and a great player who was out several weeks that season. Al was just corning back from a broken wrist.

"By the time Al got back, we were 14 or so games ahead. The outfield was Jim Northrup in right, Mickey Stanley in center, and Willie Horton in left.

"You had won the pennant with those guys. All of a sudden, here comes your Hall of Famer back. Which of those guys wants to sit down? None of them wanted to sit down. We had Gates Brown on the bench anyway.

"Mayo thought of Mickey Stanley, who was probably the best overall athlete. He went to Mickey and said, `Would you think about making this switch to shortstop?'  Mickey used to take ground balls at shortstop, just to have a little fun, on an everyday basis. A lot of guys do that, take ground balls out of position. What a dilemma for the manager. But the switch worked out."


October 20, 2006

Abbott and Costello: Who's on first?

According to Abbott and Costello Quarterly, it took the comedy duo years to perfect this routine, and they did it best in "The Naughty Nineties," released in 1945.

A transcript of that performance:

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Borat - Guide to Baseball

October 19, 2006

Balls Out: Dock Ellis...How to throw a no-hitter on acid

Great profile by Keven McAlester in the Dallas Observer ... Baseball has shunned Dock Ellis,Dockellis McAlester concludes, in spite of itself. "Ellis' one-time problems, which prevented him from being a truly great player, have since revealed him to be something more like a great person. And baseball, like the rest of us, could use a few more of those."

The lead:

Thirty-five years ago, on June 12, 1970, Pittsburgh Pirate and future Texas Rangers pitcher Dock Ellis found himself in the Los Angeles home of a childhood friend named Al Rambo. Two days earlier, he'd flown with the Pirates to San Diego for a four-game series with the Padres. He immediately rented a car and drove to L.A. to see Rambo and his girlfriend Mitzi. The next 12 hours were a fog of conversation, screwdrivers, marijuana, and, for Ellis, amphetamines. He went to sleep in the early morning, woke up sometime after noon and immediately took a dose of Purple Haze acid. Ellis would frequently drop acid on off days and weekends; he had a room in his basement christened "The Dungeon," in which he'd lock himself and listen to Jimi Hendrix or Iron Butterfly "for days."

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One nice thing about Ellis is that he talks about his acidic no-hitter candidly. There must be some self-interest at work -- the acidic no-hitter seals Ellis's place among the game's great characters. But he talked about it through the "just say no" Reagan days, when discussion of drugs being a part of life (or, sacré bleu being pleasurable) was almost seen as an act of treason. And he discussed it in outlets like High Times magazine and Lysergic World.

Dock to Lysergic World, 1993:

I was zeroed in on the (catcher's) glove, but I didn't hit the glove too much. I remember hitting a couple of batters and the bases were loaded two or three times. The ball was small sometimes, the ball was large sometimes, sometimes I saw the catcher, sometimes I didn't. Sometimes I tried to stare the hitter down and throw while I was looking at him. I chewed my gum until it turned to powder. They say I had about three to four fielding chances. I remember diving out of the way of a ball I thought was a line drive. I jumped, but the ball wasn't hit hard and never reached me."

October 18, 2006

Movie Pitchers: The World Series rotation

I've watched (and analyzed) way too many baseball movies. One of the most interesting aspects of the genre is how good (or, most often, bad) the actors do at pretending to be athletes. Sports films still tend to be hokey, but the sports action has gotten better.

This is due to more sophisticated camerawork, better research, and better training, both of the main characters and the supporting actor/athletes. (Costume authenticity, both for players and spectators, also makes a big difference. For a good example, see "Seabiscuit." For a bad one, try to sit through a bit of Oliver Stone's "Any Given Sunday.")

Watching Jon Stewart bounce his ceremonial first pitch before a NLCS game at Shea (47 mph on the radar gun) reminded me of a subject I've been thinking about for a while ... who have been the best and worst actor/pitchers? I give you a totally unscientific survey  (with some second-hand analysis).

Hall of Fame aces (“Just give me the ball”)Bnb_1
Charlie Sheen
Kevin Costner
Sammi Kane Kraft
Joe E. Brown (Veteran’s Committee selection)

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October 13, 2006

Tommie Agee and Ron Swoboda: 1969 World Series Catches

Agee_catch MLB presents (circa 2002) a list of the Mets Ten Greatest Moments. Being a Mets fan, I might quibble with some of the choices, but they've done a pretty good job.  I'm just grateful that they have video of the two great catches made by Tommie Agee in Game 3 of the 1969 World Series.

I wrote a brief piece about Agee's performance for the New York Times Magazine in 2001, just a few months after Agee died.

XM Radio did a nice interview with Swoboda. He talks about making a pencil sketch of the glove he used to make his great Game 4 (which is rolled into the two Agee catches as a single "moment").

"I have my glove that I made the catch with in Game Four of the World Series. After a trip to Paris I got inspired to sketch a pencil drawing of it, and spent about three days working on the glove until I got it the way I wanted it. I think it's a pretty good rendering."

October 12, 2006

Was the 1964 World Series the greatest ever?

Allen Barra writes in American Heritage that the 1964 World Series, with pitted the St. Louis Cardinals vs. the New York Yankees, was the greatest ever. Actually, he doesn't make a terrific case for the Series itself being "great" (although it did go seven games and featured Bob Gibson, Curt Flood, Lou Brock, Mickey Mantle, and Whitey Ford, to name just a few). In a package I co-wrote for ESPN.com, we ranked the 1964 Series the 13th best in the first 100 years.

He does argue, also unconvincingly, that the 1964 World Series was "great" because many of those who participated would later be both outspoken and prolific:

The 1964 Yankees and Cardinals were a microcosm of the changes that were whirling in professional sports. Bouton and Flood, most notably, exemplified the new breed of articulate professional athletes who were skeptical of authority and unafraid to challenge traditions. In truth, it seems that nearly every member of the two teams had something to say. Bouton, Berra, Mantle, Ford, Kubek, Pepitone, Flood, McCarver, Gibson, and Uecker are credited with 22 books among them, which makes them the writingest teams ever to play in the World Series. Just as the year changed the nation, so its World Series changed American sports.

This is a tremendous logical leap. Some of the players would later be radically (for sports) outspoken (and that only applies to Bouton and Flood). Others wrote many books -- not any surprise, considering some were Hall of Famers, others broadcasters, and half of them Yankees. But I'll be darned if I can recall Berra, Mantle, Ford, Kubek, Pepitone, or McCarver writing anything that created anything more than a brief and minor ripple in baseball, much less sports in general. Berra's funny and his words are memorable for that reason, and have had some larger cultural impact, in a Jerry Seinfeld kind of way.

1964 World Series, cultural watershed? Not even close. Great series? Yes. But not the greatest by any stretch.

October 11, 2006

Buck O'Neil, Leo Durocher, Babe Ruth and Jackie Robinson

A belated farewell to Buck O'Neil, via the New York Times:

Buck O’Neil, Negro Leagues Pioneer, Is Dead at 94
By RICHARD GOLDSTEINBuck
October 7, 2006

Buck O’Neil, a star first baseman and manager in the Negro leagues and a pioneering scout and coach in the major leagues who devoted the final decade of his life to chronicling the lost world of black baseball, died last night in Kansas City, Mo. He was 94.

Full obit

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Which led me to three other obits of the greats, courtesy the NYT:

Oct. 25, 1972
Jackie Robinson, First Black in Major Leagues, Dies
Dodger Star, in Hall of Fame, Began in '47
By DAVE ANDERSON

Jackie Robinson, who made history in 1947 by becoming the first black baseball player in the major leagues, suffered a heart attack in his home in Stamford, Conn., yesterday morning and died at Stamford Hospital at 7:10 A.M.  He was 53 years old.
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October 10, 2006

Dock Ellis and his hair curlers

There's a lot to love about Dock Ellis -- read Dock Ellis in the Country of Baseball and you'llDocks_curlers know what I'm talking about. (Written by Donald Hall, our current Poet Laureate, with Ellis, it's one of the best baseball memoirs of all time.) One of the things I like most about Ellis is that he was a true flake, not in the Bill Lee "look at how big a flake I am" style, but he's just Dock being Dock.

And part of Dock being Dock was wearing hair curlers on the field before a 1973 game. For this, Ellis got a warning from Pirate Manager Bill Virdon. "Ellis had contended that the curlers were necessary tohis Afro coiffure and that the anti-curler order smacked of racism," reported the Associated Press. "Nonetheless, he confirmed Monday that he would sidestep controversy and abide by the management order. 'I just don'w want to have to deal with it,' Ellis said with a shrug." Ellis donated the curlers to The Baseball Reliquary, which has more on the story (with photos).

October 09, 2006

Perfect, Once Removed: Don Larsen's cousin pens a memoir

Don Larsen's cousin, Phillip Hoose, has just published Perfect Once Removed: When Baseball Was All the World to Me. He writes about being 9 years old when his uncle pitched his perfect game in the World Series, and meeting his Yankee heroes. NPR has this interview with Hoose, and an excerpt from the book. Hoose writes of meeting Casey Stengel:

Don spotted Yankee manager Casey Stengel entertaining a cluster of baseball writers in the corner of the lobby. "Go on ... tell Casey you're my cousin." …

I stepped in front of him and introduced myself. His eyes widened. "You're Larsen's cousin, eh?" I nodded. The skipper grabbed my arm and pulled me close to his side. "Well, Larsen's a good man, no matter what you read." Reporters chuckled. …

"I just finished reading your biography, Mr. Stengel."

He broke up laughing, as if this was the funniest thing he had ever heard.

"Lies, all lies!" he cackled. "Written by guys like these. ,,, Take a good look at these faces, son," he said. "Look at 'em hard. Now let me give you one piece of advice. Whatever you do, don't grow up to be a writer."

PinstripePassion.com recently interviewed Larsen about the perfect game and other Yankee matters. The Deadball Era has this recording of the last out of the game.

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October 08, 2006

George Carlin: Baseball and Football

Casey with the Beater (or, Casey at the Bat)

Mike_kelly_aka_casey_1 Baseball's epic poem, "Casey at the Bat," translated from English into French, then back into English. Enjoy.

Casey with the Beater
by Ernest L Thayer (via Babelfish)


The prospects was not brilliant for neuf Mudville that the day,
The points held four to two, with but a turn of beater more to play.

And then when Cooney died at the beginning, and wheelbarrows made the same thing,
A coffin-like silence fell on the owners from the play.

Being in disorder a little is raised to enter major despair.
The rest clung to this hope which spouts out eternal in the human centre.
They thought, "so only Casey could but to obtain one to beat with that.
We would put upwards to equalize the money now, with Casey with the beater."
 

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October 06, 2006

Baseball Canto

If you buy Bob Dylan's latest CD, Modern Times, at Borders, you get a bonus CD: One of Dylan's XM Theme Time Radio Hours, this one on baseball. (You can also pick up a copy of radio CD alone, via Amazon.)

Poking around for info on this themed set, I found that Dylan includes his own rendition of "Take Me Out to the Ball Game." I can miss that. But I found something more precious: Lawrence Ferlenghetti's "Baseball Canto," a beat poetry-baseball mashup that's priceless. It's from the 2004 release of Live at the Poetry Center.

Here's a sample: Download.

The text is after the jump.

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October 05, 2006

Raiders Night

One of the terrific journalists (and people) I had the pleasure of meeting and working with while at ESPN.com was Robert Lipsyte, the former New York Times sports reporter and columnist. I'd always admired Bob -- by which I mean that as a regular reader of the Times since about 1970, his reporting and commentary struck a chord. Lipsyte did a terrific job of covering Muhammad Ali, which he wrote about in a terrific ESPN.com piece, "Ali and Me," and also covered, in a sympathetic but straightforward fashion, other controversial sports figures, like Jim Bouton.

What I was unaware of until a few years ago is that Bob also writes "Young Adult Fiction." His latest book, Raiders Night, about high school football, is terrific reading -- even if you're past the "Young Adult" stage of life. It tackles (no pun intended) a lot of high school sports issues head-on -- sex, steroids, stardom -- and, most disturbingly (to me), hazing.

It's a charged book, brutally honest and candid. I recommend it highly, either as a gift for children who are, say, 12 or older, or as a book for class discussion. I remember, in seventh grade, our class read Lord of the Flies. It had a huge impact on me, because through that book, I became aware of the possibilities of literature; that besides storytelling, the best writing provides plenty of grist for the mind mill, lots to talk about. And that's what Raiders Night does quite well (besides being a good story, with very believable characters).

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October 02, 2006

Roger Maris, revisited

When Mark McGwire broke Roger Maris's single-season home run record in 1998, he displayed great class in honoring the memory of the man whose record he broke. McGwire has become a pariah in the past few years, so it's convenient to forget what he did right, but in paying homage to Maris, he was making up for one of baseball's bigger sins.

There was no asterisk, but the record book did not list Maris as having broken Ruth's record. Instead, it listed 61 homers as the record for a 162 game season, and kept Ruth's 60 home runs on the books as the 154 game season mark.

Tony Scherman has written a nice piece about the controversy in 1961, and how Maris handled Ford Frick's record-book ruling, for the American Heritage Web site. He includes a great quote from Clete Boyer, another 1961 Yankee:

"There was an edge of sadness to the entire day," said Boyer. "The ruling by Commissioner Frick … took so much joy away from the feat. … Despite the crowd reaction, despite how much Roger enjoyed it, despite all the press, the entire day was a letdown, a disappointment.”

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