JULY 6, 1933: THE GAME OF THE CENTURY: (Part 1) / (Part 2) / (Part 3)
NOV 2009: THE BASEBALL GURU ARTICLE FROM
NOV. 6, 1933
THE GAME OF THE CENTURY
IN FOUR PARTS: PART FOUR
The day finally arrived. It was July 6, 1933 and today the
greatest collection of players were assembled to do battle against each other.
There was a jingle jangle excitement generating itself around the stadium, but it was even more pronounced inside the park. What was felt as well was the oppressive heat that covered everything. Anywhere you looked in the stands you could find knots of people applying wet cloths to their foreheads and around their arms. Shirts were unbuttoned, children were drinking enormous amounts of soda, sweat stood out against flesh like rivulets of rain, glasses became fogged and tempers were growing short. Little, short lived arguments and fights would break out and then quickly dissipate away.
On the field the players were feeling the heat as well. Blouses were not tucked in, undersocks and undershirts were not being worn and those players who were practicing looked like they had just stepped out of a shower. Babe Ruths face had grown ruddy, blotched looking. His uniform was bathed in sweat and he kept running to the dugout to drink large bottles of juice and later on can after can of soda. The heat was not putting a crimp on his high spirits though and for that matter that held true for the other players as well. This was going to be the ultimate game, a test between the best and the best, and the Babe was here! Above and beyond everything else the center of attraction was the aging, barrel bellied phenomenon who seemed destined to be part of an occasion like this. While he took his cuts in the batting cage, the players took time off to watch. Some leaned against their bats which were planted against the ground, other, with arms folded across their chests commented on what they were seeing and were all aware that they were on the field with the greatest player who ever played the game. Occasionally during a lull in the action some of the players would go up to Ruth and ask him for an autograph. Remember, some of them were soon to be Hall of Famers themselves. Why sure keed, he answered. You know you aint such a bad player yourself, he would say while he signed for them.
Wild Bill Hallahan, one of the premier pitchers of that period summed it up best when he said, We all wanted to see the Babe, Sure he was old and he had a big waistline, but that didnt make any difference. We were on the same field as Babe Ruth.
During batting practice there was one point where Ruth hit two tremendous shots into the stands and Chuck Klein, no mean homerun hitter himself, said to Chick Hafey, That son of a bitch can really belt them. Man oh man, what goddamn power! Hafey nodded his head in agreement. After a moment Lefty Gomez (who was the starting pitcher for the AL that day, ran into the batting cage, wrapped his arms around Ruths chest, and started pulling him out. Give the other fellows a chance big guy, and anyways us pitchers need the practice. His remark was to prove prophetic during the second inning of the game.
contest was to start at 2:15. Reporters had been sent to cover the game from
all corners of the world. Coverage by radio was being handled by the CBS
and NBC networks. Before game time there wasnt a moment that went by
when you wouldnt find
a ballplayer not being interviewed by someone. Lou Gehrig was called over
several times to say hello to the dignitaries who were in the Stadium. In
the stands were National and American League presidents Joe Heydler and Will
Harridge. The governors of
and McGraw had chosen some good men for their coaches. Max Carey of the Dodgers
and Bill McKechnie of the Braves represented the National League. Mack chose
Art Fletcher and Eddie Collins for the American League. An eleventh hour
addition to the
Carl Hubbell would have been the starting pitcher for the NL but he had pitched an 18 inning shutout the other day and was in no condition to start. The final choice was the brilliant young righthander with the Giants, Hall Schumacher, or Wild Bill Hallahan and crafty Wild Bill got the nod. He was starting with just one days rest as was the case with Lefty Gomez, the starting AL Pitcher.
The umpires for the game were the best of both leagues. They were Dineen and McGowan of the AL and Klem and Rigler from the NL. The crowd was 49,200 with no standing room allowed. Gate receipts totaled $51,000, all of which was given over to the National Association of Professional Ballplayers. With all the hoopla for Ruth it seems that the greatest ovation by the fans were for Lefty Gomez while he warmed up and for Carl Hubbell when he threw some warm up pitches as well. The National Anthem was played, a scuffle broke out in the stands in the middle of it, the players were introduced, and history was made as the very first All Star game was about to be played on the hottest day of many a year, July 6, 1936
NL: Martin and Frisch grounded out. Klein lined out to Cronin.
NL: Hafey singled. Terry singled. Berger hit into a double play. Bartell struck out.
Simmons hits into a DP. Dykes singles.
Cronin flies out.
NL: Crowder comes in to pitch. Frisch lines out. Klein grounds out. Hafey pops out.
NL: Terry, Berger, and Bartell ground out.
ODoul hits for
NL: Grove replaces Averill. Terry singles. Berger forces Terry. Traynor bats for Bartell and doubles Hartnett strikes out. English bats for Warneke and flies out.
NL: Martin strikes out. Frisch singles. Klein lines out. Hafey lines out to Ruth who catches it over the wall.
NL: Terry grounds out. Berger lines out Cuccinello bats for Hubbell and ends the game by lining out.
First all star game final: al(4)-nl(2)
ITS BEEN WITH US NOW FOR 76 YEARS
MAY IT GO ON FOR ANOTHER 76 YEARS