Showing posts with label Joe Morgan. Show all posts
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Saturday, May 24, 2014

Players I Love More Than I Should: Second Base Joe Morgan

More than 18,000 players have appeared in Major League Baseball games since the start of the league.  Some players have short careers that last one at bat or one appearance in the field.  Others have 20+ year careers.  As I read more and more about baseball history there are certain players I find myself enjoying reading about more than others.  It is obviously illogical since many of them retired, or in some cases passed away, long before I was even born.  I have no first hand experience in watching them play but for whatever reason their personalities and perseverance strikes me above and beyond the other players I read about.  Over the next few weeks I will be giving you short biographical histories*of some of these players.  Some of them will be Hall of Fame players.  Some of them will be players only casual fans may know.  Regardless, I chose one player from each position for this series to explore.  This week we will explore the Second Baseman  I chose for the series: Joe Morgan.

In last week's article about Hank Greenberg I told you I felt that he may be one of the most under rated players of all time.  I say this because when I hear people mention the all time great players I almost never hear his name dropped in the conversations.  The focus of this week's  article can probably be put into that category as well.  Only 19 second basemen have reached the Hall of Fame.  When you list the top at this position of all time Napoleon Lajoie, Frankie Frisch, Rogers Hornsby and Eddie Collins are the names that usually are mentioned.  Ryne Sandberg and Roberto Alomar are the more recently named.  There is one name that I rarely hear mentioned as the greatest 2B of all time and it is honestly sad that he does not get more attention. Not only was he a great fielder and a great hitter, he has become one of the great statesmen of the game.

Early Years
Joe Morgan was born in Bonham, TX in 1943.  Growing up in the south in the 1940's was not the easiest thing in the world and Joe's family moved west to the Oakland area.  Joe's father, a former semi-pro baseball player, taught Joe everything he had learned himself and Joe worked harder than anyone else.  His efforts paid off as he was scouted as a high school baseball player at Castlemont High School in Oakland.  Morgan was not your average major league player.  He was smaller than most.  He didn't "look" like a ball player.  That was until you had watched him play and then you wondered why you had ever doubted he could play.  On November 1, 1962, just shortly after the end of their first year in existence, the Houston Colt .45's took a chance on the little guy.  Joe started at the Class A Durham Bulls in 1963 and played 95 games there.  He hit .322 with 13 Home Runs before being shifted to the Modesto Colts of Class A.  By the end of the year he was moved up to the big league club for some major league experience.  He got little experience, only 8 games at the end of the year but in those 8 games he got six hits (including a triple), scored 5 runs and drove in 6.  He went back to the minors for 1964 and played 140 games for the Texas League San Antonio Bullets.  Morgan definitely impressed the Colt .45's with 47 steals and 113 runs scored while driving in 90 with a .323 average.  Again with a late season call up Little Joe got into a few games but had less success.  Nevertheless, it was clear this kid was good and he was better than anything the Colt .45's had.



Growing up in Houston
The Colt .45's had a new look for 1965.  First of all they were now the Houston Astros so new uniforms were in order.  The new stadium was open now, the Astrodome, and Colt Park was empty.  Most importantly, there were new players.  The starting second baseman was now Joe Morgan, replacing an aging Nellie Fox.  Fox knew he was on his way out and did what he could to help Morgan.  He even helped Morgan gain his most memorable trait, "the chicken wing".  The story goes that Morgan had trouble keeping his elbow down so Fox told him to flap it as a reminder. What developed was what appeared to be an involuntary twitch of the back hitting elbow.  Whatever it was it seemed to work for Joe.  Morgan worked hard and gained success in a bad situation.  The Astros were bad but Joe had a tremendous rookie year finishing second (behind Jim Lefebvre of the Dodgers) in the Rookie of the Year voting.  His strong performance continued in 1966 and 1967 (representing Houston in the All Star Game) but in 1968 disaster struck.  As he was trying to turn a double play he received a rolling block by Tommie Agee that destroyed his knee.  He played only 10 games that year.  He struggled a bit in 1969 as the league moved to division play but in 1970 he came back stronger than ever and again represented the Astros in the All Star Game.  It was clear that Joe would be a star if he played for a team that was not ignored by the major media.  At the time the Astros were almost irrelevant.  If that was not bad enough, his manager, Harry Walker hated him.  He called Morgan a trouble maker and labelled him as a problem.  It is unclear what exactly Joe did that would cause Walker to form this opinion.  Many have suggested it was a race issue and it is one possible reason.  Walker, brother of former Dodgers Outfielder Dixie Walker who had started the petition to keep Jackie Robinson out of baseball, grew up in the deep south.  Former Cardinals First Baseman Bill White told stories about Walker's racist attitude while playing with the Cardinals, however, also said that in later life Walker was a close friend and grew as a person.  In Jim Bouton's book "Ball Four" he often references the positive attitude of the club in that 1969 season and mentions Joe Morgan as a part of that attitude so it is odd that Walker would feel so different. Whatever it was,  it led to a disaster for the Astros and glory for another organization.



Driving The Machine
Some trades don't reveal all levels of the impact until years later.  For the Astros it should have been clear immediately.  This one was bad.  The Cincinnati Reds were a successful organization throughout the history of the National League.  As recently as 1970 they had reached the World Series only to be swept by the Orioles.  They were close to something big.  Sparky Anderson could feel it.  They just needed a little bit more. So on November 29, 1971 the Reds sent three key pieces (Lee May, Tommy Helms and Jimmy Stewart) of their near championship team to Houston.  In return they received Ed Armbrister, Jack Billingham, Cesar Geronimo, Dennis Menke and Joe Morgan.  Moving Helms and May opened up the entire right side of the infield so Tony Perez (who had played third base in 1971) moved to first and Joe took over at second.  With Johnny Bench behind the plate and Dave Concepcion at shortstop the legendary machine was beginning to assemble pieces.  The 1972 season saw Joe represent Cincinnati in the All Star Game for the first time, finish 4th in MVP voting and reach the playoffs for the first time.  It was not the best experience for him.  He did not hit the way he would prove he could in the future and the Reds fell to the A's in a seven game classic World Series.  This was Sparky Anderson's second World Series and second World Series loss.  The belief was that the Big Red Machine ran out of gas late in the year and that Sparky would never get a World Series title.



The 1973 season was very similar to 1972.  Morgan was an All Star, an MVP candidate (4th again), won a Gold Glove, the Reds reached the post season, Morgan struggled (he hit .100 in a five game series) and the machine failed to produce the big win.  It was frustrating for everyone involved.  Morgan played well again in 1974, establishing himself as the best second baseman in the game without doubt.  He was an All Star for the third straight year, Gold Glove winner for the second straight year, finished 8th in the MVP voting and established himself as one of the leaders on the club.  It was clear that Bench, Rose, Perez and Morgan were the leaders and Joe was the spark that got them all going.

Although Joe had established himself as the best second baseman in the game, 1975 saw him take a step above that.  His numbers had been great previously, and his passion and leadership spectacular, but no one was ready for the number he established.  Having never hit above .300 for a season, he hit .327. He walked over 100 times, stole 67 bases, scored over 100 and drove in over 90.  This was his year.  An All Star for the fourth straight year, Gold Glove winner for the third straight year and he helped drive one of the greatest teams in the history of the game.  Morgan was the clear MVP of the league.  The Reds ran away with the division, cruised through the Pirates and ran smack into the Red Sox.



Game 1 saw Luis Tiant retire 10 straight Red Sox before Joe knocked a single to center in the third.  He was balked to second but was stranded there.  With one out in the 6th Morgan doubled.  He was stuck there.  The Red Sox scored 6 runs in the 7th and went on to win the game 6-0, shocking the Reds.  Game 2 saw the Red Sox enter the 4th with a 1-0 lead.  Joe walked, took third on a Bench single and scored when Tony Perez grounded to short.  The Reds won but Morgan was shut down the rest of the day.  The third game was where all hell broke loose.  Morgan was 0-3 as the game entered the 10th, though he had hit a sacrifice fly.  Cesar Geronimo opened the 10th with a single.  Ed Armbrister pinch hit and laid down a bunt, tried to run to first as Carlton Fisk tried to field the ball and neither could get out of the others way.  Fisk threw wild to second allowing Geronimo to reach third, Armbrister to reach second and Pete Rose was walked intentionally to load the bases.  That's where Joe proved he was the MVP.  He lined a single scoring the winning run and the Reds were up 2-1.  Game 4 saw the Reds struggle against Tiant again and Morgan went 0-3 with two walks as the Sox tied up the series.  Game 5 saw the Reds seemingly take control of the series, though Joe had only one hit, a steal and scored a run.  Morgan scored on a three run Home Run by Perez.  In the infamous Carlton Fisk game (Game 6) Morgan had a hit but it meant little in the end as Fisk became a legend.  In the final game it was Joe's turn to become legend.  The Sox took a 3-0 lead in the 3rd and Sparky started updating his resume.  The Reds cut the lead to 3-2 in the 6th on a two run Tony Perez Home Run.  The Reds tied it in the 7th and it remained there until the top of the ninth.  Ken Griffey led off the inning with a walk.  Geronimo bunted him to second and pinch hitter Dan Driessen grounded to the right side, moving Griffey to 3rd.  Pete Rose walked and now it was time for Joe to do something.  He took a ball then missed two swings.  On the fourth pitch of the at bat the ball is down and away.  Most people would pop it up but Joe got it just where he needed to and the ball dropped in front of Fred Lynn for a single scoring Griffey and the Big Red Machine were World Champions.

1976 was even better for Joe.  He hit .320, drove in 111, hit 20 Home Runs, stole 60 and scored 116.  Again he represented the Reds in the All Star Game, again won a Gold Glove and again won the MVP.  No one would dare challenge him as the best second baseman in the game.  The Reds faced the young Phillies in the NLCS and although the Phillies had a young Mike Schmidt, Larry Bowa, Greg Luzinski and a dominant Steve Carlton, the Big Red Machine rolled over the team in three straight.

Their opponent in the 1976 World Series was the newly reborn Yankees led by Thurman Munson.  Game 1 of the Series moved to the bottom of the first and the Reds quickly had two outs.  Morgan stepped to the plate.  He took a called strike.  Watched three balls go by and stepped out of the box for a second.  He set himself back in the box, the wing started flapping and the fifth pitch of the at bat came in and it quickly went out.  The Reds led 1-0 and never looked back.  They took game 1 and kept rolling.  The Yankees had a great team but they were no match for the machine.  Joe kept hitting and helped the Reds greatly.  He had 5 hits and a .333 average for the series.  The star of the series was Johnny Bench who had 8 hits (including a double, triple and two Home Runs), 4 runs, 6 RBI and a .533 average for the series.

With the birth of free agency the face of the Reds started to change.  1977 and 1978 were still an All Star appearance for Joe and a Gold Glove but no MVP votes and no post season.  The Reds fell off the pace.  In 1979 they were right back on top in the NL West.  The Reds lost to the Pirates in three straight in the NLCS and Joe went hitless for the entire series.  It was his last appearance in a Reds uniform.

Short Lived Home Coming
He was granted free agency after 1979 and he returned to his roots in a way.  The Houston Astros had signed Nolan Ryan as a free agent and were looking to push for their first ever playoff appearance.  Joe was not the player he had been in the past.  His average fell below .250 and his stolen bases dropped to 24.  What Morgan brought to the Astros was more than just numbers.  He brought experience and he brought leadership.  The leadership of Morgan and Ryan helped get the Astros in the NLCS.  They pushed the eventual World Champion Phillies to the fifth game.  Morgan played in four of the five games and hit well.  Unfortunately, the Phils were too much and Morgan and the Astros went home disappointed.


Near Miss in the Bay
A free agent again Morgan moved on to the Giants.  His manager this time was the first African American manager, Frank Robinson.  Robinson pushed the general manager hard to sign Morgan along with the veteran Reggie Smith.  Morgan had received a big money offer to stay in Houston another year but he wanted to play for Frank.  "The thing about Frank is that he really hates to lose.  A lot of people hate to lose, but they don't really mean it.  Frank does."  Frank was just as excited to have Joe on his team.  Joe and Frank worked great together.  Joe was the leader in the clubhouse, the in between for the players and the manager.  1981 was a disaster for the league as the strike split the season.  Joe came back to the Giants for 1982.  He had a great season. He even made an impact on the Giants-Dodgers rivalry when he hit a Home Run on the last day of the 1982 season to knock the Dodgers out of the playoffs.  In the off season Frank Robinson was blindsided when he found out his second baseman and best relief pitcher, Al Holland had been traded to the Phillies for relief pitchers Mark Davis and Mike Krukow.




If You've Already Beat Them, Join Them
The 1983 Phillies were at the end of the most successful period of the team's long history at that time.  Pete Rose, Steve Carlton and Mike Schmidt were aging.  Manny Trillo, Larry Bowa and Greg Luzinski were gone.  Tony Perez and Joe Morgan were here now.  The press dubbed them the "Wheeze Kids" or the "Over the Hill Gang".  Three key pieces of the Big Red Machine were all together for one more run at a title.  For the better part of the season it looked like the Expos would run away with the pennant but the Phillies got hot in September.  The leader of the charge was Morgan who led the Phillies into the playoffs.  He struggled in the NLCS and the World Series as the Phillies lost to the Orioles in the World Series.



Final Lap Around the Bay
Confident that Juan Samuel would be their second baseman of the future, the Phillies released Morgan at the end of the 1983 season. Since he was no longer needed in Philadelphia, he went home.  He signed a one year deal in Oakland to play for the team in his old home town.  The A's were going through a rebuilding phase and although Morgan played in 116 games it was clear his career was at an end.  Morgan retired at the end of the year.  He retired as the greatest second baseman the game has seen.

Baseball Genius
Morgan began his broadcasting career almost immediately after retirement. He broadcast local games for the Reds, A's and Giants for years as well as broadcasting for ESPN, ABC and NBC.  Morgan was well respected for many years and has a strong opinion of how the game should be played. Unfortunately, Morgan's opinions were in stark contrast to the current theories of SABRmetrics. Morgan strongly criticised Moneyball, SABRmetrics and the over use of statistics. Because SABRmetrics are so strongly entrenched in the game now, people took strong offense.  Instead of realizing that Morgan's theory of the game was just as valid as theirs, people started a campaign to fire Morgan from broadcasting.  Morgan's argument was not that statistics are useless.  His argument was that they are not a substitute for watching what is actually happening in front of you.  Morgan currently hosts a sports talk show where he interviews players from all walks of life.


*This is not intended as a full biography and due to space I have done my best to summarize the life of the players in this series.  For further information on Joe Morgan please check out:
Videos:
Ken Burns Baseball
The Cincinnati Reds 1975 World Series Collector Edition

Websites:
http://www.baseball-reference.com/
http://www.baseball-almanac.com/
http://sabr.org/

Books:
Ball Four by Jim Bouton
The Summer Game by Roger Angell
Four Seasons by Roger Angell
Swinging '73: Baseball's Wildest Season. By Matthew Silverman
The Machine: A Hot Team, A Legendary Season and a Heart Stopping World Series: The Story of the 1975 Cincinnati Reds  By Joe Posnanski
The Long Ball: The Summer of '75-Spaceman, Catfish, Charlie Hustle and the Greatest World Series Ever Played by Tom Adelman
Occasional Glory: The History of the Philadelphia Phillies by David M. Jordan
Phillies Encyclopedia by Rich Westcott, Frank Bilovsky and Foreward by Harry Kalas
Extra Innings by Frank Robinson
Inside the Baseball Hall of Fame by National Baseball Hall of Fame
National Baseball Hall of Fame Almanac (2013 Edition)  By Baseball America

TRIVIA QUESTION:
Joe Morgan was the MVP of the Reds but Johnny Bench was the media darling of the team.  Bench was so popular that he was even given a television show which aired from 1982-1985.   What was the name of the show?

Answer to Last Week's Question:
Bing Crosby was part owner of the Pittsburgh Pirates when they won the 1960 World Series. His partner in the movie White Christmas, Danny Kaye, was one of the original owners of the Seattle Mariners.  Crosby's long time partner Bob Hope was a partial owner of the Cleveland Indians.  In the 6th season of I Love Lucy (1956) Bob Hope showed up as the owner of the Cleveland Indians.

Sunday, October 28, 2012

Greatest World Series Moments: Greatest Game Part 1

The Reds were ahead in the 1975 World Series three games to two.  Fenway Park was oddly quiet.  Even with a three run lead in the top of the fifth and one out the fans in Boston seemed to be waiting for something bad to happen.  At the half way mark there was little about this game that would lead anyone to think this was a classic.   

Ed Armbrister pinch hit for pitcher Jack Billingham, already the Reds third pitcher of the game, and walked.  Pete Rose followed with a single and suddenly, with Ken Griffey, Joe Morgan, Johnny Bench and Tony Perez due up next, the Fens buzzed with anxiety.

Fred Lynn was on the move with the crack of the bat.  He had already put the Red Sox ahead 3-0 with a first inning 3 run home run and now he had a chance to break the Reds' back with another sensational catch.  This was a rookie but you couldn't tell from his performance in the biggest week of the baseball season.  He tracked the ball towards left-center field, that big green wall.  It wasn't headed to the monster, it was that little angle where the odd dimensions of Fenway converge.  Fred Lynn had only played in this park for a year but he had learned to trust his abilities and trust the other outfielders.

(Fred Lynn had an amazing rookie year in 1975.  He became the first player to earn Rookie of the Year and MVP honors in the same year.  Not until Mike Trout, for the 2012 Angels, would another rookie have the impact that Lynn had for the 1975 Red Sox)

Griffey had driven the ball hard but Lynn knew that he had it.  Even if he didn't reach this ball Dwight Evans and Yaz would be there to play the ball off the wall.  He had the ball timed perfectly.  He took two strides onto the warning track and jumped toward the wall.  It was an amazing effort to reach the ball in the first place but this was what Freddie had done since he came up from the minors.  He stuck out his right foot to brace himself against the wall.  It was his first mistake all year.  The metal cleats hit the concrete wall.  No traction.  Moving at full speed the foot slipped straight down and his momentum twisted his body.  Suddenly, the back that had carried the Red Sox to one of the most improbable championship runs smashed against the concrete wall and Fred Lynn crumpled to the warning track motionless.  Fenway went silent, like a funeral. 


(Ed Armbrister was involved in a controversial play in game 3 that led to a Reds win.  He pinch hit in Game 6 and earned a walk, scoring on Ken Griffey's triple)

The ball shot off the wall and Dwight Evans was there to field it and fire it back into the infield but not before Armbrister and Rose had scored and Griffey stood on third with a triple.  New England held their collective breath as Yastrzemski, Evans, manager Darrell Johnson and the team trainer stood over a body.  It was a bad sign when Yaz had to help Lynn straighten out his legs which had staid in that position since he had hit the wall.

Eventually Lynn was helped up.  He rolled his head around a few times, did a few bends and nodded to the trainer that he was OK.  He got a quiet, reserved standing ovation from the Boston fans, but the moment had come.  This was the beginning of the end, Sox fans were sure.  Just like every other disappointing year since 1918. 

The Reds were able to tie the score in that inning but that was it.  The Sox weren't losing, but still, there was a sense of doom hanging over Boston as the city waited for the other shoe to drop.  It came in the top of the 7th.  Luis Tiant was the heartwarming story of the series.  His career had been resurrected in Boston after some tough years in Cleveland and Minnesota.  He now had a chance to become the first pitcher to win three games in one World Series since Denny McLain for the Tigers in 1968 and had a chance to do it in front of his parents.  After leaving Cuba to become a Major League pitcher over ten years ago, he had not seen his parents, who still lived in Cuba.  That was until a deal was made with Castro to allow the senior Tiants to visit the US to see their son perform in the World Series.  He had not disappointed but the tired arm could hold out only so long. 

He had breezed through the first 4 innings.  Gave up three in the fifth after Lynn's crashing attempt but had settled down in the 6th.  The Reds batters didn't like his pace.  It was too quick.  So they started to slow the game down themselves.  Calling time late.  Stepping out of the box late.  Taking time in between pitches.  Making Tiant work.  He gave up two runs in the 7th but got out of further trouble then gave up a lead off home run to Cesar Geronimo to start the 8th.


(Luis Tiant used a deceptive pitching motion to keep batters off balance.  Leading up to the series the Reds argued through the press that Tiant's motion was a balk.  In Game 1 he was called for a balk.  Tiant nearly became the first pitcher since 1968 to win three World Series games.)

Suddenly the Sox were three runs down, their pitching star demoralized and only six outs left to save their season.  The conversation went from Tiant being able to win three games in one world series and turned instead to Rawly Eastwick of the Reds having a chance to win three games in one series.  As the game moved to the bottom of the 8th it seemed like little more than a wake for the World Series hopes of the 1975 home town heroes.

Lynn started the 8th with a single to leftfield and Rico Petrocelli worked a walk.  Runners on 1st and 2nd.  0 out.  Any momentum that was being built was quickly quieted as Evans struck out swinging and Rick Burleson flew out to leftfield.  That brought up the pitchers spot.  Darrell  Johnson went to his bench for a pinch hitter.  Bernie Carbo walked to the plate.  He had hit a pinch hit home run in Game 2 and Johnson hoped he might be able to do it again.

Eastwick's 2-2 pitch was low and inside.  Carbo couldn't decide what to do: take it or swing.  Too close to take and now too late to get a good swing.  The ball was nearly in Bench's glove when Carbo finally decided he better do something, so he awkwardly dropped the bat head in the direction of the pitch and fouled the ball off.  Tom Adelman, in his great book The Long Ball:  The Summer of '75- Spaceman, Catfish, Charlie Hustle and Greatest World Series Ever Played (honestly one of the greatest books I have ever read), would call this the ugliest swing in the history of baseball, and it is hard to argue.    Red Sox fans had essentially thrown in the towel.  The next 2-2 pitch came in and Carbo swung again.

Dick Stockton had called every Red Sox game that year and watched the ball off the bat.  "Deep centerfield!  Way back, way back!  We're tied up!"

Fenway erupted as the wake ended and the crowd awoke.  Carbo clapped his hands as he rounded second, knowing he would be a Red Sox legend for life.

(Bernie Carbo was originally drafted by the Reds.  When Reds manager Sparky Anderson cut him several years later Carbo was bitter.  Carbo hit two pinch hit home runs in the 1975 World Series tying Chuck Essegian (1959 Dodgers) for most pinch hit home runs in one series)
A game six in any playoff series is a bizarre animal.  One team has to be ahead three games to two.  One team has a chance to gain a series win.  One team has to fight with everything they have to avoid having their season end.  This game six had now gone from a good game to a desperate struggle and each team had three outs left to decide if this was the end or if they would play tomorrow for all the glory.

It would be hard to say that the Big Red Machine could ever be desperate with a future hall of fame manager, three future hall of fame players (two or three others that should be in the hall of fame and one more who would be in the hall of fame if not for his own poor life choices).  This team would not give up and the big bats would be coming up.  Morgan, Bench, Perez.  If anyone would scare the Red Sox relievers, these guys would.  If anyone was scared on the Red Sox they didn't show it.  Morgan, Bench and Perez went down quickly raising the pressure on the Red Sox.

(The 1975 Big Red Machine lineup: Catcher Johnny Bench (5), First Baseman Tony Perez (14), Second Baseman Joe Morgan (5), Shortstop Dave Concepcion (13), Third Baseman Pete Rose (14), Outfielder Ken Griffey (30), Outfielder Cesar Geronimo (20) and Outfielder George Foster (15).  The team won the World Series in 1975 and 1976.)
Score one run and the game is over, the series moves to tomorrow.  Fail to score and the momentum switches right back to the Reds.  The bottom of the ninth had a promising start.  Denny Doyle drew a walk.  Yaz, the legend in the flesh, shot a single to right field, sending Doyle to third.  1st and 3rd.  0 out.

Baseball fans immediately recognize the situation.  Bottom 9th.  Tie Game.  Runner on third. Less than 2 outs.  A fly ball wins the game.  The Reds had few choices with Fisk, Lynn and Petrocelli due up next.  Sparky Anderson paced the dugout trying to decide what to do.  He finally held out his hand with four fingers extended and Fisk was walked to load the bases.  Facing Lynn was certainly no less dangerous than facing Fisk but at least it set up a force play at any base that might save the day.

Lynn just needed a fly ball to get the run in from third.  He got it, but as soon as it was hit he could tell it wasn't deep enough.  Foster ran to the foul line and lined up the catch.  Fenway's odd dimensions came into play again.  The foul line along leftfield runs very close to the wall and gives a right handed outfielder throwing home a hard time to get good arm extension on a throw. 

Before the pitch Don Zimmer, coaching third base, had yelled in Doyle's ear:  "Anything in the air you tag up immediately.  Wait for me to tell you if you're going."  Doyle stood on third watching Foster come in to make the catch.  Zimmer knew right away it wasn't deep enough so he was surprised when he turned and saw Doyle heading toward home.

"NO, NO, NO!" Zimmer yelled to Doyle.  Doyle later said he heard Zimmer yelling "Go, Go, Go!"

Foster made the catch at the wall, took one step back and fired a perfect strike to Bench at home.  Doyle's out, double play and the momentum back to the Reds.  Petrocelli grounded out to end the inning and the stadium fell silent again.  This game was getting better as it went along.  Pinch hit home runs, plays at the plate, extra innings.  If the fans there only knew what they were about to see they would have laughed at how excited they were getting over these small things.

(Denny Doyle took off from third on George Foster's catch in the bottom of the ninth.  Bench waited with the tag.)


The game moved to the 10th.  The Reds got a one out single and a steal of second by Dave Concepcion but they stranded him there. Momentum to Red Sox.  Boston sent Evans, Burleson and Carbo to the plate.  They went down in order.  Momentum back to Reds. 

Rose was hit by a pitch to start the 11th.  Or was he?  The pitch was inside and Rose spun  around but there was no clear contact with any part of his body or his uniform.  Never one to argue with a free base, Rose tossed his bat and sprinted down to first.  Who knows what it hit but the umpires gave Rose first. Griffey tried to sacrifice Rose to second.  The bunt was in front of the plate and slightly down the third base line.  Fisk moved quickly, made eye contact with Burleson, grabbed the ball and fired down to second.  Burleson stepped on second and forced Rose.  It wasn't a double play but it was an amazing reaction nonetheless.  With Griffey on first, Joe Morgan stepped up.  Joe Morgan, little Joe as his teammates knew him, was the engine that powered the Big Red Machine. Anytime something happened, he was driving the momentum for the Reds.  Morgan drove a 1-1 pitch to right field.  This was it.  The moment that would turn the game and put the Reds up. 


                                                    Photo Courtesy of Bleacher Report
 (Joe Morgan was the leader of the Big Red Machine. He was a 10 time All Star, 2 time MVP (1975 and 1976) and was inducted into the Hall of Fame in 1990.  After his playing career, Morgan became a highly successful analyst for ESPN)


Griffey moved on contact.  It wasn't what the fundamentals said but it was clear that this was over the head of Dwight Evans.  At worst extra bases and a run scores.  At best a two run home run.  Evans had been playing in and broke back on contact.  He ran back.  Straight back.  Turned his back to the plate and just ran.  Kept running.  He knew it was hopeless.  He just ran.  The ball was over his head, headed to the freakishly short wall, a sure home run.  Evans made a desperate jump as he hit the warning track.  Not only was it over his head when he jumped, the ball was moving behind him.  He just threw his hands up and back.  The ball stuck in the glove. Evans landed, stumbled to the wall and braced himself awkwardly. It was one of the greatest catches ever made in a World Series game but Evans didn't have time to celebrate.  It was only out number 2. 

Griffey was past second by the time he realized the ball was caught.  He slammed on the brakes and came back around second.  Evans steadied himself, turned to the infield and heaved a throw towards first.  After having made one of the best catches in history, he now made one of the worst throws.  It was not only off line, Yaz had to come past the firstbase coach's box to field it.   Over 35,000 people in the stadium held their breath as Griffey came tearing back towards first.  There was no way they would catch him and Johnny Bench would walk to the plate.

Yaz heard someone yelling.  "First base, first base!"  It was Burleson.  The shortstop had sprinted across the diamond, racing Griffey back to the bag.  The Reds firstbase coach was screaming to Griffey to get back.  Griffey didn't know what was happening or where the ball was.  It was hard enough to believe Evans had reached the ball but to believe that the throw back to the bag was so far off line and then to look at first and see the shortstop standing there  It was chaos.  Yaz tossed to Burleson in plenty of time.  Double Play. Inning Over.

(Dwight Evans was one of three rookie outfielders to make a significant impact for the 1975 Red Sox.  Along with Lynn and Jim Rice, the Red Sox appeared to have a trio of Outfielders for decades to come.  Rice did not play in the 1975 Series because of a broken wrist.  Evans, seen here making one of the greatest catches in World Series history, followed the catch with one of the worst throws ever.)
It was one of those moments that make fans think their team is destined to win.  For this unbelievable play to happen Evans had to make an unbelievable catch.  To save the Red Sox from allowing Griffey to get back to the bag, Yastrzemski had to be aware that Fisk had not moved up to back up first base, that the pitcher had backed up third on the play and that he had to get off the bag to save the throw from going wild.  To allow for the double play Burleson, whose job was to cover second (Doyle would be the cut off man) had to realize as soon as the ball left Evans's hand, that the poor throw would leave firstbase uncovered.  Momentum back to the Red Sox. 

If ever momentum would give a team a kick in the rear this had to be it.  Rick Miller pinch hit for Dick Drago to start the bottom of the 11th.  Miller, Doyle and Yaz went down in order.  Momentum back to the Reds.  It was well into Sunday morning by this time.  Late night programming was being delayed but no one in the stadium could have cared less.  Back and forth.  This game seemed like it would never end.  This game had gone from constant runners on base and big hits to a pitchers duel with no warning.  The Reds fighting to not have to play later today and to celebrate tonight, or what was left of tonight.  The Red Sox punching back to get one more chance at the title.

The Reds put two runners on in the top of the 12th but couldn't move anyone along.  Momentum back to the Red Sox but momentum was getting tired.  Everyone was getting tired.  The Red Sox had Fisk, Lynn and Petrocelli due up this inning but at this time of night it didn't seem to matter.  It was late.  It was cold.  It was damp October weather and everyone was exhausted.

Pat Darcy warmed up on the mound and Bench could see his pitches were not sharp.  Fisk and Lynn tried to stay warm in the on deck circle, watching Darcy warm up.  Fisk used the weighted bat, swinging it one armed like a windmill.  Fisk turned again and watched Darcy.  He watched another flat fastball barely pop Bench's mit.  Fisk turned to Lynn, pounded the knob of the bat on the ground to dislodge the weight and said:  "I got a good feeling.  I'm going to drive one off the wall.  You drive me in, OK?"  Pudge wasn't joking.  Pudge never joked about baseball.  This was serious.  Lynn smiled.  Nodded his head.  Didn't say anything.  What can you say to a guy calling his shot?

Fisk stepped into the batters box.  He had a routine.  Used the right hand to lift the jersey off the left shoulder, it got rid of the constriction on the swing.  Arms up to shoulder height.  Jerk them back quickly with a severe motion to loosen the shoulder muscles.  One.  Two.  Hold the bat above the head, bend back, bend to the left bend to the right.  Adjust the jersey on the shoulders again so it doesn't constrict the swing.  Now you're ready.  First pitch was a ball.  Bench was concerned.  If Fisk had told Lynn he had a good feeling Bench would have told someone he did not.  Fisk stepped out and repeated the routine.  He stepped back in to the plate.

The 1-0 pitch came in belt high over the plate and he turned on it.  He drove it towards the wall, that big green monster of a wall in left.  Depending on the angle of where you sat it was fair, it was foul, it was off the wall, it was an out, it was a home run.  Fisk had the perfect view straight down the line.  So did Bench and the umpires.  It was high.  It was far.  Fair or Foul?

Fisk hopped down the line once.  Fair or foul? He waved his arms across his body towards first base, hoping, begging, pleading for the ball to stay fair.  Fair or foul? He hopped again, waved his arms toward first base again.  Desperate for anything that would help that ball get fair.  He hopped again, waved his arms.  Hopped again waved his arms.  Fair or Foul?  The ball bounced off the bright yellow pole above the green monster.  Fair ball!


(Carlton Fisk begs the ball to stay fair as he hops down the first base line.)
(Fisk celebrates as the ball hits the foul pole.  Fisk waving the ball fair is one of the greatest images of all time, sports or otherwise.  It is almost impossible to watch this play and not be excited.)

The stadium exploded.  It was bedlam.  Fisk went crazy.  Hopping each step of the way down to first base.   Fans poured onto the field.  Fisk had to fight his way through the  madness. Pushing people out of the way.  Fans patting him on the back, wanting to shake his hand.  He still had to reach home plate for the run to count.  He almost had to elbow two teens as he ran down the third base line.  The hallelujah chorus played on the stadium organ as Fisk landed on home plate.

Outside the stadium New England was full of crazed fans.  Church bells rang.  Bars emptied. People poured into the streets.  Children were woken up to experience the thrill that would never be experienced again.

This was only Game 6.  What would game 7 have in store?