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The Baseball Once-Upon-A Times.: Career-High 7 RBI For Berra As Streaking Yankees Rout Detroit
The Baseball Once-Upon-A Times.: Career-High 7 RBI For Berra As Streaking Yankees Rout Detroit
VOL. 1, No.152
G 128 137 140 108 130 128 131 115 135 136
AB 520 536 608 409 513 518 522 404 512 592
H 177 181 201 134 167 167 168 129 162 187
AVG. .340 .338 .331 .328 .326 .322 .322 .319 .316 .316
HR: Zernial (Phi.) 38; Robinson (Chi.) 29; Vollmer (Bos.) 26; Easter (Cle.) 24; Williams (Bos.) 23. RBI: Zernial (Phi.) 136; Robinson (Chi.) 118; Williams (Bos.) 112; Vernon (Was.) 100; Rosen (Cle.) 98. Wins: Wynn (Cle.) 17-10; Raschi (N.Y.) 16-6; Lopat (N.Y.) 16-8; Pierce (Chi.) 15-6; Feller (Cle.) 15-9. Strikeouts: Raschi (N.Y.) 160; Reynolds (N.Y.) 127; Gray (Det.) 121; Feller (Cle.) 119; Wynn (Cle.) 117. ERA: Kretlow (Chi.) 2.62; Pierce (Chi.) 2.69; Lopat (N.Y.) 2.69; Hutchinson (Det.) 2.87; Marrero (Was.) 3.04.
HR: Hodges (Bro.) 34; Musial (St.L) 33; Sauer (Chi.) 32; Snider (Bro.) 32; Thomson (N.Y.) 31. RBI: Musial (St.L) 124; Snider (Bro.) 115; Sauer (Chi.) 113; Hodges (Bro.) 113; Thomson (N.Y.) 103. Wins: Newcombe (Bro.) 18-6; Roe (Bro.) 176; Jansen (N.Y.) 17-7; Roberts (Phi.) 16-12; Maglie (N.Y.) 16-12. Strikeouts: Newcombe (Bro.) 161; Maglie (N.Y.) 130; Queen (Pit.) 126; Rush (Chi.) 125; Roberts (Phi.) 113. ERA: Newcombe (Bro.) 2.07; Jansen (N.Y.) 2.08; Roe (Bro.) 2.71; Rush (Chi.) 2.75; Branca (Bro.) 3.11.
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By Red Smith
Angels in the Outfield NEW YORK The angel told Guffy McGovern what a loud-mouthed heel he was, and this was a good angel, given to speaking the truth. However, because somebody with influence in the front office was sending up a lot of prayers for Guffy and the Pirates, the angel had drawn the assignment of getting McGovern and his ball club straightened out. It was agreed that if Guffy would behave himself, the angels and his colleagues on the Heavenly Choir Nine would see what could be done for the Pirates. It isnt too difficult to guess what manner of events ensue in the new baseball movie, Angels in the Outfield, which MetroGoldwyn-Mayer made in Pittsburghs Forbes Field. This is a whale of a good film, a delightful fantasy done with humor and taste and, insofar as baseball is concerned, a minimum of technical errors. The writers had valuable assistance. Frank Graham, disguised as a screen writer in a borrowed beret, sat in with them for a couple of weeks last fall to make sure nobody would use a flat ball or run the bases backwards. After he returned to New York to continue his column in the Journal-American and the actual shooting of the picture began, a few minor liberties were taken. In the major leagues, for instance, umpires dont actually shout Play ball! as they do in the journalistic fiction and in the movies. And when a game is over, the bases are taken up and stored away, not left in place on the diamond overnight. But these are picayune matters which do not detract from the enjoyment of a fine show. There was a showing the other evening for about as tough an audience as could be collected in New York. There were sports writers and baseball men like Ford Frick, president of the National League, and knowledgeable fans like Toots Shor, all guys who would be quick to spot the foolish mistakes and the phony schmaltz. They loved it. To be sure, the newspapermen in the picture run raster than any newspapermen have run since Hecht and MacArthur wrote The Front Page. Miss Janet Leigh is a newspaper doll who is much too pretty to last
long in the newspaper business, because shed soon be too busy washing some police reporters socks and having his baby to get around to the press box. To be sure also, considerable dramatic license has to be claimed for the authors when they have the baseball commissioner move in to Pittsburgh on the last day of a frantic pennant race and conduct an open hearing to decide whether McGovern, the manager, is or is not to be deemed petty because he admits he talks to angels. As a matter of fact, there is no rule in baseball which would disqualify a manager merely because he was off his rocker. If there were, not many of todays licensed geniuses would be safe from the soup lines. And although baseball has had some remarkable commissioners, it has not known any with the audacity to throw somebody else out of the game for being soft in the head. Lewis Stone plays the commissioner. He does breach judicial etiquette by permitting Keenan Wynn, a radio announcer trying to run McGovern out of town, to act as prosecutor in the hearing. Otherwise he comports himself with such dignified gravity that one cant imagine why baseball people should look farther for a successor to Happy Chandler. Where it concerns baseball, the picture has the authentic aroma of the clubhouse and the spirit and feeling of the game. Paul Douglas, whose background as a sports broadcaster gave him some familiarity with the dugouts, does superlatively as the manager, McGovern. A couple of smaller parts give the show rich authenticity. One Patrick J. Molyneaux appears briefly as a Braves Field ground keeper. He looks and talks so much like a Braves Field ground keeper, that a fellow watching him must remind himself the guy is merely an actor playing the part. Then the fellow discovers that the guy isnt an actor at all, but an electrician in the M.G.M. studio. Watchers were similarly impressed by Bruce Bennett, who plays a veteran pitcher with only the memory of youth in his arm. Seems that Bennett, who was an athlete before he was an actor, took a couple of weeks training with the Pirates, throwing practice pitches all day long. On the day before his big scene was to be shot, his coach said, Better cut loose today, Ben. Throw as hard as you can. Bennett did, and threw away his arm. In the picture it looks as though is arm might come off with every pitch. Fact is, it practically did.