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Wednesday, October 4, 1950. The New York Yankees faced the Philadelphia Phillies at Shibepark
in Game 1 of the 1950 World Series. The Yankees, managed by Casey Stengel in his second year
as the team's skipper, were looking to defend their championship title. The Phillies, under
the management of Eddie Sawyer in his first year, were making their first appearance in
the fall classic in 35 years, having last participated in 1915 when they lost to the
Red Sox. This audio is a partial recording of Game 1. The first 10 minutes capture the
pre-game activities, after which the recording jumps to the play-by-play action starting
in the bottom of the fifth inning with the Yankees leading 1-0. The recording is from
the Mutual Radio broadcast, featuring announcers Gene Kelly and Mel Allen.
Blue Blades with the sharpest edges ever hung. Gillette's cavalcade of sports is on the air.
Good afternoon baseball fans everywhere. This is Gene Kelly with Mel Allen and Al Helfer
at Shibepark in Philadelphia, greeting you for the Gillette's safety racing company as
the New York Yankees and the Philadelphia Phillies get set for the opening game of the 1950 World
Series. This is the 12th consecutive year that baseball's championship classic is being
aired. Yes, and because so many sports fans are also Gillette fans, we broadcast and telecast
major boxing, racing and football events as we occur throughout the calendar. So folks
remember, for the top 10 sports, tune in Gillette's cavalcade of sports the year around. This
broadcast is authorized under the broadcasting rights granted by the commissioner of baseball,
solely for the entertainment of our listening audience. And any publication, rebroadcast
or other use of the descriptions and accounts of this game without the express consent of
the commissioner is prohibited. The theme is set. The color guard starts walking toward
the center field flagpole in Shibepark with a tremendous tradition. The band is playing
Take Me Out to the Ball game. The band headed by Elliott Lawrence. And in several moments
from now, another classic will be underway. The big surprise was the headline that greeted
sports fans last night. The fact that the big professor from Worcester, New York, 33-year-old
Jim Consnattie would get his first starting assignment in professional baseball since
1948 and his first major league starting assignment since having joined the field under the aegis
of Ed Sawyer when he first came up with this organization a season and a half ago. All
of the seasons from now to have won 16 and lost seven appearing in 74 ball games to break
the all time game appearance mark set back in 1943 by Ace Adams of the New York Giants.
The pills based upon their climactic finish against the Brooklyn Dodgers on Sunday, when
Dick Sifflers, son of the immortal George, hit a home run with Chouin to win for the
pills their first tenant in 35 years, Scarlett 4-1, feel now that they are loose. But the
Yankees traditionally cold and bold feel that it won't take too much time for them to
down the challenge of the so-called whiz kids, the fight and fills of the city of Rudderley
Lough. I think it was well put last night in the lobby of Yankees headquarters in downtown
Philadelphia. Jim Planner, pitching coach, Casey Stingel-Janky, said this to me after
I asked the following question, Jim do you think it will be a great series? Do you think
it will go beyond four games? He says what series is in great? Four games are seven.
You fellas I know are going to give us trouble. He was referring of course to the pills.
Folks, if I were to list the really important events that October occupants, the World Series
of course would be right up there. Yes, and right up there too would be the annual drive
of the United Community Chess. When you realize that 40, yes 40 out of every 100 families
and the average community receive service of some kind from one or more community chess
agencies in the course of the year, it brings home the vital importance of these splendid
organizations. And also it points up very emphatically. The obligation each of us has
to make a real worthwhile contribution. There are various payment plans so flex now. Pay
as you can during the year. The weather, while not entirely disappointing, is definitely
a lot of work. It's football weather. There's a decided breeze blowing in from left field.
It is right field hitters day. It's a pretty brisk breeze and the temperature is in the
mid 60s. As you know over the weekend and leading up to this day, we had very warm
climb. Just how much either picture will be affected, I don't know. Of course, Ratchey
has had World Series experience before. Cold weather, hot weather, what have you. Big Vic
who has won 21 games for the second season in a row is set to go. On the other hand,
he's been standing for the first time this season. This played some sort of ineffectiveness
after he had gone to the hills from 73 times, losing one game in Boston and being blasted
out in another recently at Bravesfield. But he says once he can get his slider and farm
ball down, which Mel and I will be describing to you as the play by play in the field throughout
the afternoon, he's very difficult to hit. And I imagine that story is the confidence
from the young man that was doubly promoted when he picked so well against the American
leaders in the all star game in mid July out of Connecticut Park. Now here are your official
starting lineup. And for those of you around the nation, you may be keeping radio star
cards for Saturday night. For the visiting New York Yankees and two games will be played
in this National League Park, whereupon it will move to the Yankee Stadium 4-3 and back
to Philadelphia if necessary, or the sixth and seventh games for New York. Reading off
and playing left field, Gene Woodling, W-O-O-D-L-I-N-G Woodling, batting second and playing short
shot, Phil Rizzuto, almost an odd John favorite now, the top, the most valuable player award
in the American League, Rizzuto, the skewerer playing short shot, batting third and catching,
Larry Berra, batting fourth and playing center field in his ninth world series, the immortal
Joe DiMaggio, batting fifth and playing first base, a former National League of note, a
great hitter, John Miles, batting sixth and playing third base, Dr. Bobby Brown, batting
seventh and playing right field, one of the brighter prospects in the New York organization,
Henry Bauer, B-A-U-E-R, batting eighth and playing second base, Jerry Coleman, and the
pitcher for the New York Yankees batting ninth, Victor Racky of West Springfield, Massachusetts.
He has won 21 and lost base. For the Phillies, reading off and playing first base, one of
the greater comebacks of the season, Eddie Wakers, batting second and playing center
field, Ricky Ashburn, batting third and playing left field, Vic Sifler, batting fourth and
playing right field, the National League's leading run producer, Bill Ennis, who incidentally
makes his home right here in Philadelphia, born and raised here, batting fifth and playing
third base, Puttenhead John, right name, Willie Ed, batting sixth and playing short shot,
Granville Handler, batting seventh and catching though injured, he came up with a badly sprained
ankle in a recent series with the New York Giants, though he is playing anyway by just
before game time, Andy Semidek, batting eighth and playing second base, sophomore, Mike Zoliac,
and a pitcher of course for the Phillies will be the big professor as they call him, the
spectacled Jim Tonsatti, K-O-N-S-T-A-N-Z-Y. Based upon very recent rules, there will be
six umpires in this game, baseline umpires, which were instituted a couple of years ago
and Commissioner Chandler took over his position in baseball, and they will include, John Cole
Cunlin of the National League, Charlie Berry of the American League, Dusty Boggess of the
National League, the veteran Bill McGowan of the American League, and the baseline umpires
will be Young Al Bartlett of the National League and Bill McKinley of the Junior Circuit.
As of the present moment, the opposing skippers, Sawyer of the Phillies who of course began
his baseball career in the New York organization, when Mr. Barrow was the business manager of
the Yankees and Casey Stengel, who in two years has proven that he can produce a winner
after a lot of rough luck in the past with his Brooklyn and Boston clubs in the National
League are conferring on ground rules. Now having been familiar with the shy part play
of this season, we can tell you that most of the field rules regard the barrier in left
field as well as the dugout. There is a three foot chicken wire that extends from the left
field to left fetus. The crowd in the background has begun cheering as both New York and Phillies
clubs approach from first and third base lines respectively. The field rules of course regarding
the dugout are an extra base from either side of the diamond if the ball is thrown into
either dugout. A lot of runs have scored automatically because of that rule. The Phillies are lined
up in their peppermint candy stick uniform. That's the novelty of the season. They have
very bright red common hats with white numerals and white buttons. Their uniforms are cream
white with red stripes for their home team and filled in red in strips is emblazoned
across the Jersey. Bright red stockings. Yankees of course in their familiar traveling pearl
gray and dark navy blue. Now in a moment we ought to have a prayer of thanksgiving which
has been instituted on this occasion. So that the folks here in our listening audience as
well as out here at Shy Park give thanks for the recent successes in Northern Korea as
well as general thanksgiving on this great occasion. This World Baseball Classic that
we are glad to be alive and live in this country of ours.
Thank you for watching.
Oddly enough, there seem to be some seats in right field, but I imagine that before game
time, which is just seconds away, they'll be well filled up as opposing pictures ratchy
in right field and can stand in left commensurate on us.
The angst of course up here for the 17th time, the field for the second.
Now we pause 10 seconds for station identification.
And now as we get ready to move into the last half of the fifth inning, it is my very pleasant
duty and desire to introduce to you your play-by-play commentator for the remainder of this ball
game.
A fellow who still is tingling from that dramatic finish in the National League when he saw his
healthy fillies beat the Dodgers to get into this World Series.
It's his first.
I hope it won't be his last.
I'm sure it won't.
And he's just as excited as the kids with the new toy and who can blame me.
I am too.
Gene Kelly.
Thank you very much, Mel.
Dell and his first man up last for the fifth of the Phillies, ratchy in the motion delivers.
And it's in there for call strike one.
Overhand fastball.
Dell bounced out second to first.
Back on the second inning.
And the count on him at the time was one and two.
No more one strike count on Dell.
To be followed by Woody Jones and Granny Hunter.
All right, handed swingers.
Last of the fifth.
Gori Yankees won for these nothings.
Ratchy takes a little bit more time than usual.
From the barricades, the delivery swinging a bouncer off the plate which hit the right
side of Ennis and was called foul immediately by a plate umpire, Jaco Conlon.
They're keeping the same ball in place.
And it's another two count on Dell.
Ennis is a Philadelphia born boy, has lived here all his life and was a great high school
athlete.
There were some questions at the time as to whether he should turn to baseball and football
and his discover.
A well-known basketball official incidentally named Jaco Conlon inserts a very stator baseball
and of course he's very happy that he's ready.
He's the highest paid man on the field.
Nothing in two.
Keeping the box.
Ratchy set in the motion.
Going high inside.
Ball one.
One ball to strike.
This has been a well-heard ball game.
Straight baseball all the way.
Sharp feeling and as Melody told you the pitching has been supreme.
Been standing more left of a surprise starter so it took the nation 24 hours to get used
to it.
Now the one two fix.
Big one going swinging a fly ball fairly deep to right.
Very high.
Moving back under the ball.
Hanks out.
Towns the glove and makes the catch.
That's all for Dell Ennis.
A fly ball to Hanks out and right.
One away.
Now Putt and Head Jones has been a great field of discussion around this area of the season
concerning his nickname and of course it was taken up from the pocket of the song of many
seasons ago.
Down around home in North Carolina they call him Big Ed and his right first name is Willie
and I think the best story about him is when his wife asked which he preferred she said
he was going to go putt and head that's good enough.
Right handed batter going.
Fine away.
Ball one.
One ball no strike.
Slow curve that time.
Fines motion.
Great build for a pitcher.
Seems in control of the situation at all times.
One got.
Now the pitch.
Swinging a ground ball.
Go to middle.
Outdoor corner for your base pitch.
That's the first hit of the ball game.
Call the Phillies.
That was a through the middle single on the ground.
It wasn't hit too crisply but just at the right spot wherein residual the shortstop and
Coleman the second baseman had difficulty trying to grab it and it rolled out toward
a module and short center.
So that's the first field base runner in the ball game against Jackie who has held
my give us in.
Johnny Hender hit the first pitch down to the out.
Shot the first second inning.
Open wide.
Steps out at the moment.
Hender is an inveterate first ball hitter.
So his average of 270 was as high as in professional ball.
This pass regular season.
He bats right handed.
In field double play depth.
Set the pitch.
Swinging missing.
Side one.
A sweet down breaking curve.
Seem odd.
I know it a metal as well as to myself and Al Helper that Ratchey is going into a stretch
for the first time in the world game.
He had her hit list for four and one third inning.
Perfect ball as a matter of fact.
Nobody reached base.
Nothing in one.
Throwing swinging missing.
So he crossed him up beautifully that time.
He came in high and hard down around the letters with a fast ball.
And though Ratchey well ahead of his batting opponent.
Steps off a moment.
Nothing in two.
We can afford now to toy with Hender a little bit.
Hender is a jab hitter.
He takes a tremendous cut which looks as though he's chopping down but he levels a swing at
the last moment.
Waiting for first base.
The first base run of the Phillies will be John.
Now nothing in two stretch.
The pitch.
Swinging a foul.
Upstairs toward the right near the sky deck.
Around the stadiums all the top as high as none I are.
Behind our Gillette microphones.
There's an extra field deck near the superstructure to the right.
It's used a lot for football.
The Eagles play out here.
But on the hall the regular press box just papers around midway from first to round third.
Nothing in two count on granny Hender.
Deep in the box open stance.
Infield still looking for that double play.
Coleman and Resudo exchanging glances around midway.
Ratchey set in the stretch.
John's leading off.
The pitch.
Swinging a short fly ball to the right field.
Bow racing in.
Outflogging under.
Gramps for the put out.
Tougan and Bauer has hauled both of them in.
Abby Seminick.
Seminick had 24 home runs per season.
And considering the fact that he got a very late start due to the death of his mother.
And the fact that he was a holdout for a while.
Compiled an amazing record.
His best in the major leagues.
288 batting average.
As Mel told you, he's been favoring a very badly injured left ankle.
So at the close of the season it was rained on him.
And it crashed at the plate of the polo grounds in New York.
Go one to nothing.
New York over the field.
Last of the fifth.
And as interesting an opener as you could find.
Jones edging off first.
Ratchie check delivers.
Swinging a slow hit ground foul just to the right of the plate.
And like a cat bearer as after it.
Constantly umpire.
Johnco Conlon who keeps it in play.
Johnco was an American league performer in the outfield for the Chicago Whiteback.
And now is a National League umpire.
Nothing in one.
Ratchie rubbing up the wall.
Set to go.
He has a lot of time on a rule.
1-1 margin now.
Very good.
So close.
Pitching is in great.
Infield over the Dutch now.
Push back a little bit.
Pacing seminix.
Set to go.
Ratchie pitches.
Inside hard.
Ball one.
One ball, one strike.
Two gone, one on for the Phillies.
Last half of the fifth inning.
For the Yankees leading one to nothing.
The Sun is trying its job.
John has come out here.
North side of Philadelphia.
1-1.
The pitch.
Swinging a shot single through the hole.
The left field.
In between Rosidog and third baseman Bobby Brown.
Zipped out the left field.
For the Phillies second hit of the ball game.
Holding a second base.
Willie John.
Well, it took the Phillies four and one third innings to try solving big, big, ratchie.
Funderous right-hander.
Of the World Champion.
And now they're put two together.
Those sandwiched between a couple of outs.
Two gone and two off.
Medium pass.
Donner at second.
Slow runner at first.
And the batter is Goliath.
Who's sent.
Woodling back.
Caught the wall in left field for a putout in the third.
Swinging and taking a foul.
Took a vicious cut that time.
An umpire, uh, Kamlin, got it very, very badly.
He had a wrist and right forearm and time at four.
That's the second time this afternoon that we've had something resembling injuries.
And Jack O, a game performer, puts it though he is very badly injured.
Now that ball was hit with such impact it knocked the indicator out of his right paw.
At this juncture, we pause 10 seconds for station identification.
This is the mutual broadcasting system.
Back at Shy Park in Philadelphia.
Gene Kelly with Mel Allen on Gillette's Cavalcade of Sports.
The 1950 World Series.
Since Goliath, upon the injury to the umpire Kamlin, I was up there with two runners on.
The tying run at second base.
The potential lead runner at first base.
Stoyer sent the hurry call to the field full time in left field.
Where, right hander Russ Meyer who has been heating up throughout the struggle.
When, uh, Constanti showed some signs of ineffectiveness in the early part of the game.
Began selling to bullpen receiver Ken Sylvester himself, a former Yankee.
Trainer Frank Leitchek and Gus March came out from the, uh, field and Yanke's dugout.
To look over at Jack O.
And, uh, Jack O broke a left shoulder blade.
Uh, he's trying to go toward the field's dugout right now.
The charge gives him a hand and I think only in a World Series now,
would you find the umpire being given a round of applause down there.
Jack O's been a game performer and actually operated with a broken toe on his right foot.
And a butchered clavicle, left side, midway through the season.
And yet did not miss a day.
And he's been some performers out here.
I think he got himself a web of selling saws as well as a quick drink of water.
I don't think John Govansk will miss this series anymore than the ball players and our broadcasting crew up here.
So he's going to go to work again.
That was a ticking saw which slaps off Yogi Berra's mask.
And then went right on to, uh, the lower right forearm of a umpire timelapse.
Now notice that the ivory, uh, indicator for balls and strikes was not going to be far.
Set to go again.
Fills now in a threat.
Their first real one of the game.
Nothing in one count on Goliath.
Low average hitter, 234.
Long ball hitter though.
Jones off second, Seminig off first.
Sachi set, delivering.
Taking high, inside, ball one.
Pass ball.
One ball, one strike.
Two gone.
Last of the fifth, Yankees leading, one to nothing.
Done now is, uh, almost coming out.
Not the best weather of the day so far.
We're actually working quickly.
Delivering.
Outside, ball two.
Now, uh, you can understand of course, readily.
Fymeir is going fairly...
...shoddly in the bullpen.
Good Goliath get on, uh, they might, or might not have a pinch hitter for a constatis.
Two on one, the fifth.
Swinging method.
Strike two, back ball, delivered high outside.
Two ball, two strikes out.
Goliath originally hailed from Yatesborough, uh, Pennsylvania.
But when, uh, Mel Tordier became a Benedict in August,
he decided to move over where his wife had resided.
He's leaving Ohio, so both Ohio and Pennsylvania claim this time today.
Bare count, even up.
Two balls, two strikes, two gone, two on.
Big pitch.
Swing the method.
Stuck him out.
The payoff got Goliath for Yankee's third strikeout out of all game.
And a great clutch-picking job by the big right-hatter.
So on Goliath going down, swinging,
the Phillies are retired in the last of the fifth inning with no runs.
Two hits, their first of the game.
No errors by the Yankees and two fills.
Jones and Seminix left on.
Five inning totals.
New York, one run earned, three hits, no errors, three left.
The Phillies, no runs, two hits, no errors, and two left on.
And now at the midway point in the ballgame, the sun comes out.
So more or less bless this ballgame.
That's a personal message from Dane Nature.
I'm throwing an interval pen right now.
Well, I can see that Meyer has sat down and can stand here throwing to the reserve catcher.
The Phillies, uh, Dutch Lopata, big boy from Detroit.
Manager Stengel is going to send up the Yankee Clippers.
Joe DeMargio to be followed by big John Meis and then Bobby Brown.
Who's double, eventually turned into the only one of the ballgames.
Got a good-looking friend of ours sitting down.
We're going to talk with, uh, very shortly.
Since Seminix was on the base pass at the time,
he was a bit too late coming out of the dugout.
And now the fills square away on defense.
On DeMargio, full court left.
DeMargio, that's a mid-open stance.
A pitch to him, outside low.
Well, one on your total, make that correction from three left on base to five.
Yankee's got two left on in the first inning and three on the third.
One on O. Pitching.
Law two, low and away.
That was Cincinnati's pet delivery, a slider.
It is not a slider in the popular conception of pitches to try it,
or what they call the old-fashioned high school curve.
We'll try explanations later.
So, you know, strike one goal.
Now, that slider came in a bit high,
but got the letters on the outside of y'all.
And it's now two balls and one strike.
First man up, couple.
Cincinnati in the motion, selling.
Swinging the thing.
He threw him tight that time, and y'all tried a pull.
He missed it.
Strike two, two and two.
On DeX, Johnny Myers, just the army, on DeX, trickle to the right.
Two to pitch, can't stand a delivery.
Swinging a half, flung on, uh,
ball that time, thought the left,
which lays you to self-back toward the field's dugout.
Still two and two, new ball in play.
Score one to nothing, New York.
Infield moved over, almost on a shift since Goliad is at a sharp angle at second.
Two punts by Cincinnati, selling.
Low and outside.
The slider missed the mark, ball three.
Three and two.
High pitch for Frankie Corsetti, I should say,
he rebounded around the arena here.
Full count.
Big pitch.
Swinging, aligned drive, deep guard left going foul,
to the upper stands and left.
That was just about the best hit ball of the game.
But it went foul.
And the Yankee Clipper really leaned into that one,
cutting from the heels.
DiMaggio, though 35, has made a grand comeback.
Remember, he was hitting 240 around this season,
and wound up about the 300 mark.
Again, three and two.
Conscendi throws.
Inside, ball four.
The ball broke down well, but way inside,
and Conscendi walks his fourth man of the game.
One intentionally, and that's the second time DiMaggio's been fat.
He was put on, you remember?
And the third inning.
Two times woodling his walk, two times DiMaggio's walk.
Now, the big catch, John Lies, butting the standards,
0 for 2.
Slow pitch, high inside, to the front of his first statement.
Ball one.
He flyed to right in the first, and popped out to third.
With Rion in the third.
Conscendi in the sixth, DiMaggio leading off.
Nobody out. Pitching, swinging.
A twister, throw a third base, staying there.
Jones, 100, pounds his glove, makes the catch.
Lies popped out, the third baseman, Willie Jones.
One away, and DiMaggio kicks back in at first.
Now, Bob Brown.
He has the one extra base hit in this ball game.
A zipping double, just inside the line,
rolling down, throw the ball pen, in left field.
Weatherfield, now in ball works out, in release.
Brown has a choke grip on the back, setting the standards.
Pitching him, strike one ball.
That was a school ball, down and away to a left-handed swinger.
Nothing in one.
Bob, fly to right in the second.
And then he's flung on the first pitch,
thrown by Conscendi for the double and the fourth.
Score one to nothing, New York, top of the sixth.
DiMaggio at first base, one away.
Nothing in one count.
Conscendi now takes a little bit more time.
Quick throw to first, and DiMaggio's back in plenty of time.
Jones was moving in that time.
They play him fairly shallow, straight away hit him.
Pitching, way high and inside.
Score one.
Though Conscendi has walked four men,
he hasn't really displayed bad control.
That hook of his has to be around the plate.
And it's a matter of standard.
One-on-one. Pitching, swinging, a line drive toward right,
and it's moving in, and make surprise.
That ball started out as if it was going to drop down and kept rising.
The wind now is variable, and though for the most part
we had a brief breeze blowing in from left,
it has died down somewhat with the sun coming out,
although it still favors right field hitters.
Two men out on Brown's line drive toward right.
DiMaggio still at first base, and Henry Barr,
who hit the longest wall of the game,
for a deep put out in center field,
at least 400 feet away.
Back in the fourth inning, 0-2.
Ball one high inside, slow curve.
Henry bounced out short the first,
while the second out in the second,
and fly to Ashburn Deepen Center in the fourth.
He was one of the Yankee 300 hitters during the 1950 campaign.
One-on-one.
And then he throws, tanks flings, a grand cutter to third,
so the second for the fourth, in time.
And the side is retired.
Final out for from the top of the sixth for the New York Yankees
went third base in Jones, the second base in Mike Goliath,
and in the sixth for New York, no runs, no hits,
no field errors, and one man left on.
At the end of five and a half, score, the Yankees won,
the Phillies, nothing.
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Jim Concetti, who the boy's on the club for routine.
This fellow has an odd outlook on things,
a very effective one, I should say, concerning his record this season.
He believes that nobody should make a mistake,
at least of all Jim Concetti,
and his record just about bears out,
but he doesn't make very many others.
He has given up the double to Bob Brown and the fly ball score the one run,
that makes the margin no difference in this ball game.
Jim bounced out weekly to the mound in the third inning,
all for one batting right-handed.
Rashi set to work, Vick draws, Jim swings, and it was strike one.
Rashi, they tell me, had a bit of arm difficulty
toward the close of the campaign,
but he doesn't look as though there's anything wrong with him today.
Nothing in one pitch, swinging nothing,
and even faster balls, strike two.
Rashi has fan free, and here comes the sun, it's beautiful.
Nothing in two pitch, throwing, high and away.
Well, when Rashi's control has been so great,
that chunky Yogi Berra has virtually caught him in a rocking chair this afternoon.
The Yankees lead one to nothing,
and those goose eggs are galore for the Phillies right now.
Last half of the sixth.
One and two, leaning forward.
Big pitch, swing, swinging, nothing, stuck him out.
Ball appeared to have a bit of a wrinkle on it,
and comes down to go down as Rashi's fourth strike out, Vick.
One away.
Now, of each cup are the Phillies batting array,
any wakers, with one man gone and nobody on.
Last half of the sixth.
They are calling for the sunsets out there,
especially Coleman at second,
and Hank Bauer and Wright, and I think the Margin Center.
Virtually every outfield post is a sunfield here at Shy Park.
Any wakers for that are, time call for the morn.
And more specter being brought out.
Woodling, who became slightly injured,
is moving in from left field as the Yankee Batboy races out.
There's just no guard from the sun.
Late afternoon, the Wicked Rays come down over the roof where we sit,
and the Wright Theater really has a tough time.
Actually, the Rays are more severe.
I could say maybe about an hour from now,
or even 45 minutes, and they would be right now.
But here is a beautiful day right now.
So it's still a bit cool when continuing to blow toward right.
Yankees leaving one to nothing, first game, 1950 World Series.
Last of the sixth to go now, Rashi picking out any wakers.
Hicks inside, ball watch.
Eddie fouled out the barra, and the first, that was when Woodling was hurt,
down around 3-2 on him, and then he got grounded out to Jerry Coleman
at 2nd in the 4th, over 2, swings left handed.
Rashi throwing, high, ball 2, a fast ball.
It's an amazing thing what they've done with the barra.
They came up with just a douch-clumsy kid.
Bill Dickie worked on him.
There was never any question about his hitting.
And I might say he looks mighty grateful down there.
2-0.
Big one.
Crips is good, the strike went well.
Take was on, and it's two balls, one strike.
Browns laying cautiously at third base.
Well, there is nobody on.
The outside moves in on the infield, and the outfield generally is straight away toward left.
2-1.
Ball free, low on the way, changed up on him.
Giving you an idea as to Rashi's effectiveness,
this is but the second time in the game he has worked the count of feet of this,
and they only thought of doing that before.
Wise wakers, 3-2 and the first.
Now he's 3-1.
The couple is two, he throws, ball four.
There was a high outside pitch,
and the Fils have their first base runner on via the watch.
Since then he has passed for DiMaggio once intentionally.
The Fils first got to Rashi in the fifth,
but their rally came too late.
Jones and Seminix singles.
Now a man on.
One down.
Yankee's leading, one to nothing.
And the infield as the hole moves in on speedy Rishi Ashburn,
batting left handed.
0-2.
Strike one's all.
Vick caught the corner of the strike zone,
outside to the left handed batter.
Rishi, bun it out, pitch it up first,
in the first, and then lined up right to DiMaggio in the fourth.
0-2.
Now well once I count on Rich,
toe head from Kildon, Nebraska.
A G-Wiz boy.
G-Wiz, G-Wiz.
Isn't that great?
Constantly he's smile all the time.
Nothing in one.
Pitching.
Wide for one.
Rashi has paced himself very well,
and I noticed that while he was quick pitching,
he was the most part early.
Now with runners on, he realizes that just with a one run margin,
he's got to be charges, but not two charges.
They have moved up very much more so
than they would be on the ordinary batter,
since Ashburn has shot out of a gun
along the first baseline.
1-1 pitch.
Swinging a blooper to short center field.
DiMaggio gets a good jump on the ball,
charges in, counts as far as makes the catch.
That's all for Rishi Ashburn.
Short fly ball of center,
and Giotto Maggio.
Two gone.
Waco's holding it first.
Sixth Settler.
He received the most tremendous salvation
when his name was announced
over the public address system at the start of the game.
But he hasn't done much.
He's bounced out to Rashi, and he's stuck out swinging.
On a fine inside pitch to him,
with a count one and two back on the court.
Waco's remains at first.
Door one to nothing, Yankee's last of the six. Rashi's second.
Swinging a high pop short first.
According to the ball,
Johnny Myers right near the back, under it, and makes it.
An easy pop fly retires the Phillies,
without being made by John Myers at first base.
Last of the sixth inning, no runs.
No field hit, no Yankee errors,
and one field head-wakers left arm.
Six innings, Yankee's one run.
Three hits, no errors.
Six left, Phillies, no runs.
Two hits, no errors.
Three left arm.
Well, now did you have any idea that the pitching would be a sharp?
Particularly considering the fact that Consanti
was a reliever all season.
Well, I had a good idea that Consanti,
if he had his control, would be difficult for the Yankees, for this reason.
And it's the same reason that Eddie Sawyer started him today, among others.
Of course, the absence of a great guy like Kurt Simmons
who hurts the Philadelphia pitching stance.
But the other reason being that during the course of the regular season,
it was a pitcher who threw the type of stuff that Consanti does
that could beat the Yankees better than anyone else.
And as long as he's had his control pretty well today,
he figured he might be tough.
And as far as Ranci is concerned,
he always has been a great pitcher,
and one, as in the case of most pitchers,
he's going to be a tough captain.
Of course, nobody's hit many great shakes today now.
That's for sure.
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As moving into the top of the seventh inning,
a stretch rain for the Yankee fans, Jerry Coleman,
over to batting right handed, and he looks outside.
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Well, up in the box, Coleman, Consanti throws ball two.
Four of the strikes are on but below it.
Two and 0.
Jerry, of course, has the honor of batting in the only run of the ball game.
He sends this little back deep enough for Brown, the third to score,
with one away and a fourth inning.
And that's all she's written.
One to nothing New York.
Two to nothing pitch by Consanti.
Strike one's all.
Slow breaking pitch.
Throw the outside.
Two and one.
Hanner deeps throw to talking it up at shortstop.
Both in fields, a lot of pepper today.
Two and one.
Spring, slow hit ground wall.
One hop taken by Jones, the third.
Throw to first in time, but the throw was high and wide.
And steady Eddie Wakers had to kind of dance off the bag,
moving to his own left that time to make sure to put out.
Throw to first, one away, and now ranches.
You can expect some cheers for this fellow.
Here at Guy Park, it's predominantly a Philadelphia strong today.
So that the applause was a little bit better than token.
But there's no question about the job he's got.
He has a hit and two trips.
Right handed, well up in the box.
Consanti set, firing.
And it's high inside, well watched.
One and all, one guy, nobody armed.
Pitching, swinging, slow hit, ground foul.
George Frankie Corsetti, at third base.
A lot of fellows look excited for said he was given a whistle for a voice.
I think any wigwagger has in the game today.
And what a great ball player he was.
He's been in a lot of these before.
One on one.
Rashi waiting, Consanti throwing, swinging.
A zipping foul for the lower deck in right field.
Strike two, out of play.
On deck, Gene Woodling, who at least is probably the most saddle-starred warrior here today.
As far as this game is concerned.
He ran right into the concrete.
Out and left early in the game.
One and two, big pitch, swinging.
A ball hit a long third base line, staying fair.
Obelid Jones, long throw to first.
Not entirely dropped the ball, and it may be an error on the throw.
Since an error on the throw, since the ball was low in the dirt.
I think Jones was anticipating a foul.
Well he had to hurry his throw, which was too short of a bag but low.
And Wacus had to dig it out and then drop it.
That is the first error out of all games.
You charge it on the throw to Willie Jones, at third.
So Rashi has a life.
If you are keeping score on a radio scorecard, it would be error on five.
One down, one arm.
Lead off, man Woodling.
Two walks.
And a ground ball play.
First base in Wacus to pitch a Consanti.
Jim lost him both in the first and third.
Very odd stance, feet close together, even about spending left handed.
Pitching.
Like one ball, that ball broke away from the left handed.
Now with a seven, this ball game has given the fans little to cheer about as far as the heavy artillery.
Just the one run.
Wings, images.
That was a real down breaking pitch.
And he put all of his worst to New York, same behind that one, this Consanti.
He threw hard.
And though the ball did not travel fast, it certainly broke well.
A dazzler.
Nothing in two.
At first Rashi.
Pitching.
Swinging.
A line drive toward left center field, in there for a base hit.
Maybe more.
Ashburn charging the ball makes a fine play to hold Rashi at second base.
He had a charge to his own right and made a fine throw.
About Ashburn, the league felt that he had the weakest throwing arm of all center fielders in the National League.
But he pulled, of course, especially in that great play in the climactic Brooklyn game.
That if not horribly strong, certainly accurate.
It held Rashi at second.
Now you can see where the error figures in this ball game.
It moves Rashi along the second base.
And of course Woodling is the base runner at first.
That is what the fourth Yankee hit.
Now Scooter-Razuto, Pepperpot shortstop adding right-handed.
Outside low ball one.
There isn't much strikes on when you throw to this fellow.
Both end activity now for the field and left field.
Right-hander, Russ Meyer.
One ball on the right hand, two Yankees on.
Rashi at second.
Woodling at first.
Pitching and swinging.
A foul out of play, which goes upstairs along the first base line.
I noticed that Phil stepped back that time and tried to punch the ball toward right.
In an effort to hit behind the runner, particularly the man at second base.
Rashi can run pretty well, big fine athlete.
One-to-one count on Phil, stepping up.
Time for all shadows of the first base stand now folding on the infield.
That's the field is really sunlit.
One-to-one pitch, swinging, ground ball, foul by injured.
Boy, that was really a thriller that time.
And the crowd you could hear held his breath as it rolled just into the sky of the bag.
Along the third base.
They don't waste too much time with baseballs that go foul in the World Series.
They keep that fresh, hard side in play, consistently.
And then he goes to the Razzone, he's starting to show some signs of work at least.
Flushing perspiration from his ground, of course his glasses will fog up at times.
Getting a little bit more warmed on there than usual.
Big pitch coming up, he touches, he blows, he swings, a high hop fly,
Jones moving near the bag, automatic put out, the automatic is on, and Jones will get set at fourth.
With runners on at first and second at the time, it was a little cut.
It was only one away.
So the automatic was on anyway, Jones squeezed it for the second out.
Yogi Berra.
This fellow is getting to be the Vince Barnett of his day in baseball.
I think he's more quoted than any other ball player today as far as the...
In fact, I particularly like that one about insurance down here in spring training now.
I think he and Joe Page are talking about...
Well, we'll leave that one for the book sometime.
That's one of those dinners after the season's over.
Two guns, left handed batter.
Over three, deep to right on a fly to left and a foul to catch.
Inside low.
Yogi was consistently above the 300 mark all season.
And very heavy in the run production department.
Two guns, two on, out of the seven.
Big pitch, high and away.
Wall two.
All the foul, Meyer is going through the stretch routine in the filled bullpen in left field.
In case he can stand to get himself in any further well of hot water.
Rashi continues to hang on a second.
Very loose.
And at first base, Woodling, who got the four Yankee hits.
Nothing in two caps.
On Larry Berra.
He takes second, goes to the play, swings a zipping foul to the lower stand in left field.
Strike one, ball on a play.
The tenth moment now.
You see the pitching has been so tremendous here.
The one run margin.
Why it looks bigger all the time as the game she rolls along.
Some insurance by the Yankees now.
Good eyes as you see.
Two and one.
Big pitch, swinging a ground ball right to the acres.
He's going to make the play himself and go.
That's the third out on the seventh inning for New York.
Which was set down with no runs, a hit.
An error by the third baseman, Willie Jones on a draw on Rashi's ball.
And two Yankees left on.
Six and a half innings.
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With Mel Allen, Mr. Gene Kelly, in Gillette's cable caters sport,
the first game of the 1950s Wales series, which has rolled along in a tremendous picture's fuel for 6.5 minutes.
Before the first batter up, and the last of the seven for the fails,
applause 10 seconds before station identification.
This is the nitro broadcasting system.
Like a child part, the applause and cadence starts.
The background mostly still goes to the first two games here at Sky Park,
next three, and the third of the three at the Yankee Stadium if necessary.
And of course, the series goes beyond five games back in Philadelphia.
Dillonis, who was the leading hitter of the fails throughout 1950s,
and the big RBI man hasn't done much so far.
Alvin made a fine play on him in the second, Gillette going to his own left to throw him out,
and Al lofted the right field in routine fashion back in the fifth inning.
He is open to the fails that were two singles, those by Jones and Seminick in the fifth inning.
That he sets those in his low and drive low on.
All in all, the fails have not been a tremendous hitting club this season,
but invariably they have come from behind.
Thank you to them. Pat on a full hitter toward left.
Want to know, why ball two?
We're actually completely on Earth.
All the crowd roars on almost every delivery now,
decides to take his own time and roll up the ball a little bit.
I could have killed him, loosened some self up.
Two and nothing to set, going, swinging a foul.
Went for the cripple and picked it back on the screen behind the plate, spike one.
Nobody out or nobody on, last half of the seventh, and the story remains, New York won, but there is nothing.
DeMar Gio was strolling around out in center field, very unconcerned about it all.
That ball meets that, though, he's on the run.
Two and one cap, going, swinging, a blooper toward right, now getting high,
now with a lot of room, a lot of time, moves in, under, and makes it.
And it flies out to right. One down.
Puttin' headjones who has one of these two singles, accumulated by the field,
not much of an accumulation, let's start, and standing on the other hand,
has allowed the Yankees four, one a big double by Bob Brown,
around which the Yankees scoring centered in the fourth inning.
That's when the run was scored. Jones fast right handed, even a box.
Now she set the works, delivering.
Strike one's all, fine pass ball.
Uniquely, Jones was discovered by a former Yankee organization man, John Knees,
who is now director of player personnel of the field.
Nothing in one.
Wide and high on a second pass ball, ball one.
One ball, one strike, one go on, nobody on.
Go on to nothing, New York.
Closing for the sign, some error.
The target up, the pitch, swings in it to, strike two.
Even Jones was underlots in the second half of the season,
especially the last month and a half as to why his average dipped down.
He lost 60 points in about the final six or seven weeks of play,
and started hitting at 265 of the season, one and two.
Swinging afoul, upstairs, toward the roof along the first baseline, completely out of play.
In the Yankee full-time, the old floor, Johnny Hupp,
for defensive measures is starting to heat up for Casey Stangles.
Mies of course can still hit that ball, swing that back.
But Hupp, a little bit faster on his feet, would be inserted in late inning.
Just as Mayo might go into left field for a sister for the Phillies.
He actually shakes off a couple of signs, nods on the next.
The one-two pitch, throwing, swinging, a fly to short center field, very high.
He gives the module plenty of room to move in.
He says he has it, and he does.
Jones flies to Joe DeMond, Joe, in center.
Two gone.
Two fields, I have missed the ball subtly against Fraggy.
And the deepest ball hit by any one of them was solely at fit for the distance, back in the third inning.
It was the second out, and it gave the crowd a momentary thrill here.
But Dean Woodling backed up near the gravel protectory,
which is about 5 to 7 feet deep, and warns the outfielders of the oncoming fence.
Here's Granny Hamner, 0 for 2.
Ground ball to short, fly ball to right.
Standing right handed, swinging, a foul behind the plate.
That is going to give it a try.
Runs near the screen and can get it.
It locks down just where the screen papers off the bars of the upstairs boxes.
Right behind the plate.
Foul strike one.
Billy Johnson, one of the two Yankee third basemen,
moving toward the World Pan.
Would that be another possible defensive measure, Mel?
That's right, Gene. Casey Stengler likes to play the two-patern system
at first and third bases in the late innings of a tight ball game,
figuring that Hopp and Johnson at first and third respectively will help the team defensively.
Johnson and Hopp join each other down there.
Count nothing in one on Hamner.
Well, two gone, nobody on.
Right to calls.
I know this today that Rashi has not made any pictures too true down the alley, as they say.
He has been off on corners, what a high, around the bell, throwing tights away,
forcing the batter up, feeding him off balance.
All one to nothing. Yankee's leading, last of the seven.
A wonderful, wonderful ball game, and Allison comes out to make it complete.
Brown and a hush. Rashi in the motion, throwing, swinging a foul back upstairs,
just to the base of the press group.
This ball game is having tremendous coverage today.
All came down again and went into the on-deck circle, Yankee territory, first base side.
Note now that Rashi is slowing up between pictures,
floating upon his reserve in the late frame.
Nothing in two, it's slowing.
Slow curve, and he's just hungering and away from the pitch.
Wasted, ball one.
When you're looking at fielding averages, you'll find that Hamner had 46 errors to visit O's 12.
They looked upon as the outstanding judge's stops in both leagues.
Two entirely different typeball players, though.
Studer getting the jump on that ball, getting rid of the ball quickly.
Now Rashi, after shaking off one, set the goal, one and two, big pitch.
Slow curve, too high, in start, ball two.
Matter of fact, Hamner will smile when he tells you,
if I golly, I can get that ball going to my right and going to my left,
but I have a lot of trouble with the ball hitting right at me.
And Studer, well, he's well-named.
He's just about the most valuable player in the American League,
with his, that's what everybody says, and the odds are very, very sharp,
that he will be selected as second.
Two and two, Hamner giving Rashi the battle.
Square count pitch, going, swinging on a high, wide pitch,
and fouling off, downstairs on the screen.
Yankees tally there one run in the fourth inning.
A Bobby Brown left field double and consecutive fly balls by Hank Barr and Jerry Coleman.
The latter is scoring Brown with the only run in this ball game.
Field two and two, even up.
Outfield shifted straight away left.
He throws, he swings and sends a very, very long fly ball,
deep throw to right field, far going back,
and makes a flying catch against the law.
Henry Barr drags that one in, a bit fragmented.
One of the finest fielding players of the game.
He had it all the way, but got a flying jump on it,
and remember, in order to prevent his own tracking in,
he poked himself against the bar, right near the right field arch standard,
which is approximately 350 feet from all-place.
So Hamner flies deep to right on a nice play by Hank Barr,
and the field's a retired again in order in the seventh inning.
Nothing across, no hits, no errors, none left.
Seven earnings, the New York Yankees.
One run, four hits, no errors,
and eight men left on, while the Phillies,
no runs, two hits, one error, and but three left on.
Constanti made the trip out to the mound,
not knowing that he would go at least nine innings,
twice during the season.
He did it once in Pittsburgh on a memorable evening.
It was a hot, clammy evening,
and it was an odd ballgame in which the Phillies
had come from behind to tie up,
then Seminick at a home run and attempt,
and big-slug Keiner, who was here today, by the way,
of Pittsburgh, equally, and then they rolled on to 15 innings.
First gameers of the Pirates, and Constanti at the field,
trading pitch for pitch.
Constanti singled in the last of the 15s
to help his own cause in going on a win nine to seven.
That was one of his jobs.
Now he faces DiMarco, a couple of years.
The Joe-Vertig, Stank One Balls.
A dipping ball that cut the knees on the outside corner.
Joe, 0-2 officially, passed intentionally back in the third.
Bout of first, and a fourth.
I should say 0-1 officially.
He was walked twice, once intentionally,
and once on three and two and a sixth.
Joe, the count now is one-on-one.
The next pitch was wide.
Pitching wide again.
I noticed that Constanti is throwing almost consistently
a breaking ball to Joe.
We've got him on a tight pitch once per strike,
but Joe eventually walked in the sixth.
Two-on-one.
The big one, gotta be good.
Swings a high, twisting top third base side.
Joe's moving near the bag, right on the line,
and takes it just inside the line in third door.
Sorry, about three feet in front of the bag for the put-off.
DiMarco pops out to third.
One man up and one man down for the Yankees in the top of the eighth.
Joe DiMarco.
Now, John Wise.
It'll be interesting to see just how long Wise remains in the game.
The one run imposes larger and larger as the game goes along.
Swinging a slowly hit ground ball and a twist towards second.
Goliath up over the first and five.
That ball had a lot of sidewise English on it.
It's done it out toward the mound and kept twisting away
near the bag at second.
And Goliath had to move to his own right and pick up this twisting ball
and didn't beat Wise by very much.
Second to first supply.
Two up, two down.
Top of the eighth inning, one to nothing ball game.
Not a subrilla by any means, just the fact that the fans
fit far forward on the edge of their chairs
to see what's gonna happen next.
Here is Brown.
There was another fit.
It was a foul ball and it was hit almost exactly the way his double went down the line
in the fourth inning.
Bobby once for three but that one sees the big one in the game, the double.
Let off the fourth on the fourth, the first fit.
He has a pair of slides to right the two put outs, one to three.
Nothing in one.
As he bleed, one nothing.
Two gone.
Two slow pumps now as he rocks the floor.
Low and outside, ball one.
A ball and a strike on Bobby Brown.
Duck to Bob Brown.
Some fans from Fiskelle.
Many are now.
One on delivery.
Ball two.
The screwball goes too far outside.
The, uh, the top of the center, this young man who's standing in the batter's box right now
is very rare in views for a game like confining a baseball.
A lot of, a box in the sixth month.
Well, he's gotta give him a lot of credit.
Four and one.
Picking, playing.
A high-stopping ball back to second.
Wally out with a lot of room.
Picks them out in 20 of five.
Three up, three down.
Half of the way to the next.
No runs, no hits, no errors, no left out.
Seven and a half innings score.
One of your grandkids won.
The Phillies, nothing.
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To the last of the evening, Johnny Huck
Hugs into the game and of course he's more or less of a surprise performer.
There was a kind of a trade, a late trade deal,
and with Jack Mail and Jack O'Compson, who were called up from Colorado
when Simmons went into the Army and Nicholson was sidelined with five meters.
They single-sered, well give me Huck the hundredth
and Tommy of course is sidelined and John inserted on the left.
Also at third, Billy Johnson.
Well the end of the offensive in New York starts at four, perhaps a desperate finish by the girls.
Who call by a loan market.
Eight-year double fee, John Huck.
Now interval ten, Maya begins running up.
So that for the not end of this ball game, it may well be that first
will decide to lift him standing for a 10-hitter.
Johnson for ground, Huck for miles.
Now Simmons about it.
He has one of a few hits.
Swinging, missing, side-wind.
Simmons was a pro-hitter, consistently, before this year.
Then he opened his stance and started punching the ball away.
Now he never said bowers, not playing him too much over the left as they ordinarily would.
There's a very wide open stance.
Aim for the third base drive.
Nothing in one.
Wide of a plate on a side-on crossfire.
One-on-one.
The right side of the empty OTS is Coleman, pretty deep.
No second.
We're good all.
And Johnson's fairly over that since the semifinals of slow runners.
One-on-one.
Wings and misses.
Fight two.
High-spot ball.
That seems to have Andy's numbers.
Well, Simmons was born in West Virginia and lives in Tennessee.
He is an idol around the Pittsburgh area where he attended high school.
Tennis, sports, and UCA.
All around great performance.
And he also has the third oldest, Grandpa Whee.
One-on-two.
Right, he won each one.
Third misses outside, but ball two.
It's granted, getting hot air for game for three.
Towards the end of a regulation distance.
Last half of the eighth.
Simmons, that he followed by going up and possibly offensive approach and status.
Red stands for warming up.
And the Yankee Bull stands.
Right-hander.
Even up two and two.
Picking, swinging a lazy hop in playing volleyball.
Hop racing under the ball, and there's a guard under.
And Johnny Grants, it's Simmons hopped out for hop.
And I imagine, no, he's got a lot of opportunities to stay in that business.
Basically in the latter stages of the campaign.
Hop was acquired from Pittsburgh.
And as a fellow with tremendous experience in these kind of games.
That's because the same with the Tarzan's Bluffs and Ways.
One-on-one on the pop to hop, South
West, second base remaining in, taking high, around the eyes of one.
Last half of the eighth inning, just one long marker in the fourth.
As Ritchie and Kim Stadley have picked up on one of those two-tender sticking drills.
One-on-one.
Wing, Winniter, that's one.
You'll know it has the shadow just behind it.
And it's all the plates.
And he's going that dark one in there right now.
This Pippin, a former Dodger, who was appearing in his second State World Series.
Last year with Pippin, this season with the Fills, was moving out of the Dodgers.
As the Pinsitter Park and Stadley.
Pippin's a one-on-one pick.
Right field call.
Ritchie is flying an eye.
And his job today has been one of my significant paces.
He's rarely been behind.
I think just twice in the game, and that was the way just.
He's walked the point and allowed two singles, signing four.
One and two, I had a goalie at.
Now he's leading, one to nothing last for the eighth.
Now Big Bisc, that's what a big pick.
Going swing a par back on the screen behind the plate.
Still one and two.
They haven't been very many five balls, just under the stands today, so they're much pivoted.
And the crowd is jocling in here.
That link goes very, very, very, that we will both souvenir.
Tanks are continuing to flow for New York and myer for the Pills.
And we'll take the big hand.
Now the Tannigan one and two with a new ball in place.
Immunization, picking, swinging, another five, single eye.
And John has said, I'm the ball, hit the puck, I've very good, spinning away.
We had a couple of injuries, apparently minor nature in the game,
hiddling the lead off in the game, and then tumbling.
When Goliath was starting earlier.
That came in a very, very important fit in it.
But just about the only set that the Phillies have had to hit from that ball.
One and two.
Swings and a zipper right back to Goliath's home in at second base.
He's nice run right back to Jerry, and Jerry went into a physical training knee bending exercise.
This is the easiest five that I put out.
Two up to down, a line at a second.
And now, uh, it's been standing us out of the game.
And the only thing that's left handed is Whitman.
We'll back for him.
Until the season, Whitman had a 250 batting average, but as a pin-kitter, he hit an even 300.
He's a left handed straightaway hitter from Portland and Colburn, Oregon,
where he's an all season cutting mate.
He tells me of Bobby Dora, the Boston Reds box.
He was even a box batting left handed.
Ratchy faces him, six cuts of foul, that twists this way just above our Gillette microphone.
First base and right field foul line.
Just off to the plate, slightly to the left.
Nothing in one on Whitman.
Since Danny Duck has her elbows, eight very good innings.
The run was earned, and batted home by Coleman and scored by Brown in the fourth.
And Jim allowed all-told four hits to walk for, and behind him one arrow was made,
which did not figure in any scoring at fourth.
Nothing in one to Whitman.
Ratchy winding, Goliath brings.
Hit slow and a drive.
Not just about the wildest hits that Ratchy has thrown.
Overhand hook.
Real dug handles.
One-on-one count.
W-H-I-T-M-A-N.
Whitman.
Fair out the other.
And a pretty consistent pin-kitter.
Last three, eight, three gone.
Nobody else.
Hitting, swinging, a fly ball.
Going way, way back, close to the wall, he makes the catch.
Or that was the longest bit of the filter put in in quite some time.
A fly ball beats to the wall, to the right of the scoreboard in right field,
and the inning for the Phillies in the eighth.
No runs, no hits, no errors, none left on.
Eight innings, score, New York one, Phillies, nothing.
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This is a mutual broadcast consistent.
Confessuous Russ Meyer of Perot, Illinois has come on
to face the New York Yankees in the top of the night.
Here's a furrow that is a throwback,
at least as far as it's characteristic, to the same Rubleau Del.
He's been talked out of a couple of games this season,
but he wants so badly to win ball games that he'll tell you,
I was only out there trying to win.
And he's had some brutes of zero in there,
but he's had good breaking stuff in the clutch,
and Sawyer has gone right along with him.
As a matter of fact, it's possibly a tribute, again, to Sawyer,
on the fine job he's done with his four-club this season,
taking a contrived of youngsters and flipping them up to the pen and jack.
He's a right-hander and teaches a screwball
and has one of the toughest motions to face.
He seems to twist one way and another,
an after-foot delivery.
Sawyer places Jim Consanti, who hurled eight innings,
allowed foreheads, one of a double of rounds,
walked forward, stuck out none, and the one run was a...
You can't say, of course, that the relief,
since Consanti didn't fit well, is Nate having hit right.
And that's the effect of being superb.
Now, Amaya, M&I, to face Hank Bauer,
and it's called Stake 1.
These are all very huge state balls, it's called it.
Turds and screwballs.
Ground ball is short,
he flies ball of thinner,
and a final outpour,
in the six, third to second,
has Amna and Whitman, one-on-one,
picking, swinging, and getting a foul,
drips back to the plate.
One and two.
Andrek, Jerry Coleman, and of course, Ratchie.
Oh, I suspect Rowe will get a great hand
from this capacity audience of sky farers.
Stanford stays warmed up for the Ankihs and Ricefield.
One-two-pick, the side arms are too close.
Two and two.
Amaya's record on the season was nine decrees in urban loss.
It was quite a come down for him
after having tried him 17 times in 1949.
But in a spot where they needed him, he came through.
Two and two.
Swinging a fly, foul, toward the lower stands and Rice,
and reaching up towards the fans,
get what the army called a drier on.
That thing went right down the concrete runway.
Some youngster made a mad dash for it.
Two and two.
My other second try.
First, his big job is to save off any further Ankihs
with a one-run margin New York reading.
Square count of Henry Barr.
In the wind-up, he pickers.
Ball three, two low and outside.
That was a dipping serve ball.
Big, husky hank, the X-Marion.
He can run, he can throw, and he can hit.
Full count.
Sing runs out.
In the motion, the pitch.
The swing, a slow hit down, ball to our third.
Up with a down to get away from him.
He loses the handle and it goes, perhaps as an infield hit.
We'll wait and see on the activation.
A stretch on which Jones try to charge the ball a copper
and it's gone away from him.
Going for a hit.
Goal of the leadoff man, Bauer, gets a very important stretch.
All the third basing will be Jones.
That in all is the fifth Yankee hit.
All have been singles, but for Browns, doubles.
In the fourth inning.
I run around, nobody out.
Hand of honor, it's Jerry Coleman.
Ball for three, he absorbs, has wrapped home the only one of the game.
Slender second base, and batting right handed.
My approach, inside low, ball one.
Infield was looking for the bunch.
Wakers dancing in from first, Jones rusting in from third.
Goliana scores, moving to his own left, ready to cover first and take.
Goal one to nothing, New York, the one run in the fourth inning.
And the man who produced it is up there now.
Nobody out, fast center first.
Bauer taking a lot of time, nods on the seven-inch signal.
Round right handed in the sixth, power leading off.
Power breaks, the pitch, the swing.
A hit and run was on with a fly, lost itself out to right center field.
Ice fling going over and making the first put out.
Ricky Iceflane holds down, the hit and run bid in right center field.
Center field on making the put out, one away, now Rancy.
They may have in better picked games by Victor Rancy throughout his honorable career,
but not very many.
And I'm pretty sure Mel will back me up on that one.
In the bullpen, rookie public church, the right hander, warming up for the Phillies.
One on, one out, Rancy's batting right handed, coming around a bunch, misses, strike one.
A dipping ball, and Bick, I never said time, kind of,
tried to nub at it, holding about a pie with his right hand.
Coming in one.
He's back, he comes around a bunch, there's one right back toward the mound,
my elbow bit, one play, first base, holding out, covering in time.
Bar, who's a real fast runner, wasted no time,
and got down there with only one play, allowable to,
my, and that was through first base.
The play has scored the pitcher, Maya, to the second base in Goliath, covering.
So it moves, bowed down a strong position at second,
there are two men gone on the sacrifice,
which is the second successful one that the Yankees have pulled off this afternoon,
and two men are gone.
Woodland, been on base three times,
and he's played a gala in battle today,
particularly in view of a painful injury.
Semonix motions with his gloves to move toward left.
I don't know whether he's got this desire or not,
but anyway they're playing them straight away toward left.
Coming out.
Woodland, in that very unique stance of his,
he's close together, angled off.
Maya in the big six, kicking, going.
That one's all, that ball had a lot of spin on it,
and all that of Semonix's left will be left of the play,
but the runner at second door held on.
Nothing in one. A one-ten-nothing ball there.
The Yankees leading, from Stadies, started.
Went eight, hurled well, outfished by Ratchie.
I just a couple of hits.
No ball, one strike.
Maya's mixed game, there's an ad monk.
Nothing in one.
Swinging with it. He threw the screwball,
and he really broke that hook off.
It's the pitch of course, strong with the wrist breaking in.
Maya stepped down, caught his own left,
and then throws at an odd angle away from a left-handed batter, Woodland.
There's the screwball, a little bit different than Stadies.
Nothing in two.
Play ahead.
Swings and sends a lazy one in front of the plate.
In time, good ball.
Back to the nice.
So the build to it, and the legionary's distant,
they must stay with an hour-well finish to keep it alive.
In the ninth inning, no runs, one hit, no errors,
and one man left off.
At the end of eight and a half, here at Guy Park in Philadelphia,
the Yankees won, but to leave nothing.
And now there's one thing I noticed.
I should have felt safe high the game up.
I imagine a single would have at least sacrificed a bit of power
by having inserted Hop, who was a consistent hitter,
but who of course does not hit the long ball like the big cat does,
as well as how are the hitting of Johnson and Brown compare?
Well, of course, neither Johnny Hop nor Billy Johnson
can hit the long ball that Johnny Myers can,
but Hop may more or less make up somewhat fort and a tight ball game
with his feet, his ability to drag or bunt, beat it out,
or to line out a base hit.
And Bill Johnson can hit a long ball.
He's a rugged guy in the clutch,
but of course, he always likes to have that big guy up there.
He certainly is more of a thrift.
The hop of a Phil's running order in the bottom of the knife.
Came with Jetty Waco, 0-2, fouled with a catch of Barra,
ground ball of Coleman at second, and a walk,
the only one issued by Racky in the sixth.
Johnson's Seminick with singles, and Waco with a walk.
And otherwise, Mr. Vic Racky has been perfect.
As a matter of fact, he didn't have to be any more perfect
than that because the Phil's have been swollen.
And this game takes on the similarities to last year's opener
between the Dodgers and the Anciers.
When Tommy Hendricks' homerun won the opener
against Daniels in Brooklyn.
Now Waco, batting left handed,
Racky in the motion, delivering, inside, ball one.
Now you can expect a steady roar in the background,
especially in the fans surrounding our microphone.
Phil's fans will try to get on the opposing pitcher,
late in the game, if their favorites go behind.
Ball two.
Barra complained a bit on that pitch,
and shook his head talking with Empire Cameron.
It was a fast pitch with justness outside.
Two and 0.
So I went to nothing, New York, nobody on, nobody out.
Last half of the night, then it's pitching.
Strike one, four.
Right down there.
The win continues to blow to our right field.
And 30,746 were gone.
Kind of a disappointing crowd for the opener.
Two and one.
Strike two, four.
Racky crossed up Waco.
He was looking for a fat one.
He was making the outside corner above the Waco's knees.
They'll be followed by Aspern and Sussman.
They three left handed batters in the field batting order.
Two and two.
Even up.
In the wind up, he kicks, he throws,
he swings and puts the foul right below our collect microphone.
Is that it?
Now Allen did not have on his fielders mid that time.
And he was a little bit fearful about trying to get it bare handed.
I was a little bit fearful about him getting it.
He didn't have that burning hand Brian on, boy.
Two and two.
Still alive.
Pitching, swinging and getting a foul
of Empire's Conlon's chest protector.
We might add, Mel, that the young fellow
warming up in the field for a pen is from Birmingham.
Or is from Birmingham, it was warming up.
Bubba Church.
I don't think there's anybody that would probably explain better than you
why they would call him Bubba down there in Alabama.
Two and two.
Last of a night.
And he's leading by one.
One's another.
Racky set in the motion.
And he's on fire. Wide ball free.
Three balls to strike out.
The heat's on.
Swing runs out.
Three times he's run.
Very deep.
All on record.
The big pitch.
Swing, a zipper, a risotto, a nice grab,
a photo first in time.
And it almost pulled Johnny Hop off the bat.
It was a well-hit ball, but the scooter was playing him perfectly.
I've never seen a risotto play before today.
And the way he gets the ball away is tremendous.
He does control the ball with a great degree of speed.
But his motion, while getting rid of it, is tremendous.
Wakers, rounds out.
Jought to first. One down.
Now on a turn.
The anchor in a defense on the left side.
Moves in.
Particularly Billy Johnson, a third base.
Hop and Coleman are back.
That off of us.
That's when stepping in.
Over three.
Strike one ball.
Rick took a full cut after the pitch was delivered with more or less factor swing.
The outfield pushed toward left.
The left field of Woodling is very shallow on this young man.
Grounded with a pitcher, line of the center, and a slider center.
Over three.
Nothing in one's out.
Ratchie's delivering.
Swinging, a zipping foul, grounded, right behind first base coach Dusty Sturkey.
Rebound's out there.
Right field line on fire in the Kimley goes it out of play.
Nothing in two counts.
Now the car's the anchor who's entered the struggle.
With better batting averages.
More.
One run.
That's the margin.
A double and two fly ballers.
Back and forth.
All in two.
Terror sign.
Ratchie pitch.
Swinging another foul.
Back up stairs on the screen.
Still nothing in two.
As fun, you'll remember back in 1948, was a blazing rookie threat in center.
He led the league in stolen bases and hit over 330.
Then he bogged down as a sophomore.
But his comeback in his junior year has a real threat.
Not a long ball hitter of course by any manner of meaning.
Nothing in two.
Ready for the pitch.
Sorry.
High inside ball one.
One ball to six.
I don't imagine the Yankees have played any better defensive ball than they have today.
Particularly baller in right field.
He's one of those fellas that doesn't care what's in his way.
He went and got him.
One and two.
Big pitch.
Swinging a zipper down the first.
Hop grabs it right to the bag.
In time.
Good play by Johnny Hop.
The ball just about knocked him down.
And there in, was it Fred Allen?
Notice is the defensive move made by a manager's finger pays off.
Whether a my's might have gotten that ball, I don't know.
It was picked just inside the line.
And having gotten away from the first base, there might have been a double.
But Hop was right on him.
And ran to the bag for the unassisted put out.
Two up.
Two down.
First base unassisted on ice-wings ball.
The last flickering hope of the Phillies in the last of the ninth inning.
Get the slip.
0-3.
Has not gotten the ball out of the infield today.
Notting left handed.
Wide of the plate.
Ball one.
One ball left strike.
Brassy taking a lot of his good old West Wing field time right now.
Right handed.
Ready to work.
Picking.
Swinging.
Picking up fouls.
Strike one.
No doubt that time that sister was cutting from the heels and going to the board.
His good power is toward right.
Though he does have that now famous home run in left field in Brooklyn the other day.
He was pulling on that ball.
And I know this is the outfield as he mows it over toward the right.
One on one.
Once and nothing has he pleased.
Two fills down last of the ninth.
Picking.
Strike two calls.
Outside corner bit.
If Brassy has made very many bad picking moves.
They haven't been too evident to these eyes.
I don't know what a sister was looking for that picture or not but it certainly thought
the strike gone at the right corner.
Two down.
And the one two can on sciffer.
Swing the net.
Another three.
Wait for the last he picks.
Here he comes.
He swings the net.
He's struck him out.
The Yankees win the opener of the 1950 World Series.
And there are leaks from the air holding the victory ball.
Rushing over toward victory to pound his back and dig his head.
The glum crowd mostly Philadelphia fans will file out quietly now.
A sister went down on strike for the fifth strike out because.
Down in order with no run, no hits, no errors and none left on.
My final total three for New York.
One run which is earned.
Five hits, four off from steady and one off with Eva Meyer in the ninth inning.
Thank you.