I was knocking on Stoneham’s door before he even had his first scotch of the day. I asked him to get Brewster on the phone from Pittsburgh, and then I laid out my latest scheme.
“He may be messin’ around with Liz now, but I’ll bet you nickels to nicotine he’s doing this to drive me nuts.”
“We’re aware of this possibility,” said Bewster in his usual velvety know-it-all-tone.
“Well, while we’re waiting around for you to do something about that, how about I take the lead? Both the Dodgers and Giants are visiting the same cities on this trip, right? Philly, Pittsburgh, Cincy, Milwaukee, Chicago and St. Louis. Usually playing pretty close to each other. If I do my Nick Testa bullpen catcher act again, there’s a good shot it’ll drive Peanut Man a little batty.”
“Distracted, at least. Between two places at once.”
“Right. Which will make him more likely to slip up.”
Stoneham puffed his lips. “The boys on the team better not be distracted. Look how lousy the Dodgers are playing. We got a pennant to win here!”
“Er, the boys on your team didn’t want me to leave last time, remember? When do you think they started playing better?”
The owner muttered something foul. He knew damn well I was right. Brewster less so.
“I am a bit concerned about splitting my men between the two of you.”
“So don’t. Stick a few in the stands near the bullpen and one in every hotel the Giants stay in. I can handle myself.”
“You didn’t do too well last time, from what I heard,” said Stoneham.
“I’m a fast learner. And Billy Frack is back in his car shop.”
I agreed to join the club on Saturday in Pittsburgh, but Rigney must’ve gotten wind of it because he called me later at home. I could just about smell the cigarette smoke in his voice.
“Grab the first plane tomorrow morning, son. The Phillies just waxed our behinds and used them to ski home.”
I wasn’t completely upset about this fact—but wasn’t about to tell him why.
S.F. 002 000 000 – 2 10 1
PHI 130 063 01x – 14 17 1
W-Roberts L-Worthington HR: Jones GWRBI-Philley
The Connie Mack Stadium woodshed is a fine little structure, set behind the right field scoreboard, and we were marched out there en masse through the evening to take our deserved paddlings.
L.A. 000 000 000 – 0 5 1
PIT 002 101 00x – 4 8 0
W-Witt L-Erskine SV-Gross HR: Thomas GWRBI-Clemente
Can it get any worse for the Dodgers? Ask the Reds, and they’ll say oh yes, far worse. I don’t think L.A. has had anything close to a big hit since before the All-Star break.
STL 000 200 020 – 4 14 0
MIL 000 000 001 – 1 6 1
W-Brosnan L-Burdette GWRBI-Noren
Thankfully for everyone else, the Braves can only earn a split of the four games with the Cards, who make this much more difficult than it should be, stranding nine and grounding into two DPs.
CHI 200 000 200 – 4 11 1
CIN 010 000 41x – 6 9 1
W-Kellner L-Anderson GWRBI-Robinson
Surprise! Cincy ambushes the Cubbies with a 7th inning four-spot off Hobbie, Anderson, and Henry to finally notch their 40th win of the season.
NYY 010 000 110 – 3 8 1
DET 000 100 000 – 1 5 0
W-Ford L-Moford HR: Berra GWRBI-Ford
Whitey rights the Yankee universe again with his 15th victory, dropping his ERA to a paltry 1.88, and even knocks in the go-ahead run with a sac fly.
BOS 021 001 000 – 4 4 2
K.C. 000 000 000 – 0 7 2
W-Bowsfield L-Herbert HR: Gernert
The A’s shortstop makes two errors, leading to four Red Sox runs. The Red Sox shortstop makes two errors, leading to zero A’s runs. Funny how that happens.
BAL 004 000 021 – 7 11 0
CHI 000 010 000 – 1 7 2
W-Harshman L-Wynn HRS: Nieman, Triandos, Boyd GWRBI-Nieman
Early Wynn does nothing but Lose. Bob Nieman with a grand slam in the 3rd, and the Birds never look back.
WAS 000 000 000 – 0 4 0
CLE 011 000 00x – 2 8 0
W-Woodeshick L-Romonosky HR: Wertz GWRBI-Wertz
Boo. Also, hiss.
National League through Thursday, July 24
American League through Thursday, July 24