Memorial Stadium, Baltimore | Saturday, Oct. 11, 1969
First pitch: Bowie Kuhn, baseball commissioner National anthem: Joseph Eubanks, opera singer
Leonard Koppett covered the World Series for The New York Times. Following are excerpts from his articles about the first four games.
BALTIMORE, Oct. 11 — The euphoric suspicion that the New York Mets might never lose another game was dispelled conclusively today as the Baltimore Orioles defeated them, 4-1, in the opening game of the World Series.
Mike Cuellar, the 32-year-old left-handed Cuban, pitched a strong six-hitter, striking out eight men. Tom Seaver, the most glamorous Met, also gave up six hits, but one was a leadoff home run by Don Buford in the first inning and four more hits came with two out in the fourth, when the Orioles scored their three other runs.
So Seaver, who left after five innings, suffered his first defeat since early August after 11 consecutive victories. And the Mets, for the first time in three weeks, lost a game that counted.
The Orioles, however, were not concerned with Met statistics. Having run away with the American League’s Eastern Division title (by 19 games) and polished off Minnesota in three straight in the championship series, they extended some streaks of their own by taking a 1-0 lead in the four-of-seven Series.
The only other time a Baltimore team had played in the Series was in 1966, when the Orioles swept the Los Angeles Dodgers, winning the last two games by 1-0 scores here in Memorial Stadium.
The Mets could have had that distinction had they won today, but the only real threat they mounted against Cuellar came too late because Seaver did not approach the form that had brought him 25 victories during the regular National League season.
In his last start, against Atlanta in the opening game of the pennant playoff there, he was also hit hard, but he emerged as the winning pitcher. This time, he didn’t get away with it.
Memorial Stadium, Baltimore | Sunday, Oct. 12, 1969
First pitch: Clara Merritt-Ruth, second wife of Babe Ruth National anthem: York Suburban High School band
BALTIMORE, Oct. 12 — Amid the sort of ninth-inning melodrama that makes baseball legends, the New York Mets evened the World Series at one game apiece today by beating the Baltimore Orioles, 2-1.
Three straight singles with two out, by Ed Charles, Jerry Grote and Al Weis, gave the Mets the go-ahead run in the top half of the ninth inning. Then Jerry Koosman, who had held Baltimore hitless for six innings before yielding the tying run in the seventh, needed Ron Taylor’s help to nail down the final out with the potential tying and winning runs on base.
For the Mets and their followers, the entire final inning was a moment of truth.
If they lost this game, especially after Koosman’s fine two-hit effort, their position would approach hopelessness.
Dave McNally had been tagged for a home run by Donn Clendenon in the fourth. The Orioles then made it 1-1.
On a full count, Robinson then swung and hit a sharp grounder to Charles, wide of third. Charles started to run the few steps to third base for a forceout, saw he didn’t have a play, and threw to first. Clendenon dug up the low throw and Robinson was out.
The Series was even at a game apiece.
Shea Stadium, Queens | Tuesday, Oct. 14, 1969
First pitch: Roy Campanella, Hall of Fame catcher National anthem: Steve Lawrence, actor/singer
The victory scene in the New York Met dressing room, once a subject for jokes or dreams, is becoming routine pandemonium. The players are getting used to it and more polished in handling the invading army of interviewers.
However, Tommie Agee, the superhero of Game 3 of the World Series, wasn’t in the dressing room. He was off in a special conference room, where superheroes are subjected to mass questioning, and later was on television. He did come in for a while to stand on a table and answer more massed questions and then went out again. An hour and a half after the game was over he was still in his uniform, finally seated before his locker in an emptying room, answering questions again.
Most dealt with the two great catches, the one that ended the fourth inning with two men racing for home plate and the one that ended the seventh with three base runners and the batter, Paul Blair, all intent on scoring (Elrod Hendricks had hit the first one).
“I’d have to say the second one was No. 1 of any World Series catch I’ve seen,” he replied.
Shea Stadium, Queens | Wednesday, Oct. 15, 1969
First pitch: Casey Stengel, Hall of Fame manager National anthem: Gordon MacRae, actor/singer
Following is an excerpt from an article published Oct. 16, 1969.
Neither the umpires nor the Baltimore Orioles noted that the New York Mets scored the winning run in Game 4 of the World Series on an illegal play.
The run scored because the throw by Orioles pitcher Pete Richert to first, on J. C. Martin’s bunt in the bottom of the 10th, was deflected by Martin’s left wrist a few strides before he reached the base. The ball bounced away from second baseman Dave Johnson, who was waiting for the throw, and only after that did pinch-runner Rod Gaspar, who had gone from second to third, continue home with the run that ended the game.
But Martin, running to first base, was not in the lane that exists specifically to prevent this sort of interference with a throw. Pictures show that he ran on the left side of the foul line instead of the right side, where he is supposed to run when there is a possibility of a throw being made to first base from behind him.
There is a special marking for this lane: a white line, three feet to the foul side and parallel to the foul line, extending the last 45 feet of the distance between home plate and first base.
A complete game from Koosman and complete lunacy in New York as the Mets dot the ‘i’ in impossible.
Shea Stadium, Queens | Thursday, Oct. 16, 1969
First pitch: Joe DiMaggio, Hall of Fame outfielder National anthem: Pearl Bailey, actress/singer
This article was originally published in The Times on Oct. 17, 1969.
By Leonard Koppett
“This is the summit,” cried Ed Charles, 36 years old and, until a couple of months ago, beyond hoping for this particular thrill. “We’re No. 1 in the world and you just can’t get any bigger than this.”
“Some people still might not believe in us,” said Cleon Jones, “but then, some people still think the world is flat.”
“It boiled down to this,” declared Bud Harrelson. “When it had to be done, we did it and they didn’t.”
The tumult was augmented by the crowded condition of an otherwise ample dressing room. This time, the crush of interviewers, cameramen and others carrying various equipment was as dense as the subway at peak rush hour, far denser than for the other two celebrations. No one could move a full step in any direction without pushing someone else aside.
That was the main dressing room. But the office of the manager, which is to the left of the entrance door (while the corridor leading into the rest of the clubhouse leads off to the right) was an oasis of order.
Manager Gil Hodges at first was in the mob outside. The first one into the empty office was Gil Jr., the C.W. Post College student, who hastily climbed out of his civilian clothes and into his Met uniform for the sweaty hour to follow.
Then came his mother, and the older two of his three sisters.
“We’re champions,” cried out Joan Hodges, who has lived through her husband’s baseball triumphs and setbacks with such fervor all these years. “Imagine, we did it!”
A moment later, the head of the family entered, and Joan hugged him and squealed:
“You know what we are? You know? Champions. We’re champions of the world.”
Did he think Donn Clendenon was the most valuable player, worthy of the car given for that distinction?
“That’s not my job,” said Gil. “I think of all 25 of them — and four coaches. Let’s see, that’s 29.”
“And the manager,” someone suggested.
“No, no, not the manager,” demurred Hodges.
“The manager already has a car,” a voice interrupted, and everyone laughed, including Hodges.
Later it became celebrity time — Pearl Bailey, who kissed Hodges, called him a “cool cat,” and wound up dancing in the main room with Charles while a record player blared the singalong record the Met squad had made two weeks ago; Robert Merrill, the opera star, who sat with the Met party all three days at Shea and was still shaking. Bill Shea, who set the whole thing in motion and for whom the stadium is named, saying “in my lifetime — they did it in my lifetime!”
After an hour or more, Joan Hodges was casting anxious glances at her husband — who, after all, had suffered a heart attack only 13 months before and whose marvelous discipline and recovery can’t eliminate worry. Only two days ago, however, a doctor’s examination had shown Gil in fine shape.
But sporadic yelling and singing were still going on in the clubhouse, the floor slippery, the room less crowded, but few players dressed. In another hour or two, they would go upstairs to the Diamond Club for a real party, with their wives and the whole Met official family.
“It’s the first one,” Swoboda had shouted at the beginning, “and the sweetest, and because it’s the first, nothing can ever be that sweet again.”
In other words, all they have to look forward to is repetition.
The Final Out: The announcer Curt Gowdy on NBC: “There’s a fly ball out to left. Waiting is Jones … the Mets are the world champions! Jerry Koosman is being mobbed! Look at this scene!”
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甘肃福彩快三开奖结果查询结果【完】【本】【感】【言】【也】【是】【第】【一】【次】。 【总】【结】【这】【本】【书】，【虽】【然】【有】【很】【多】【遗】【憾】，【但】【还】【是】【算】【是】【寿】【终】【正】【寝】【的】【走】【到】【了】【结】【尾】。 【一】【时】【间】【心】【里】【有】【很】【多】【想】【说】【的】，【却】【又】【不】【知】【道】【该】【怎】【么】【开】【口】。 【总】【有】【种】【意】【犹】【未】【尽】【的】【感】【觉】，【舍】【不】【得】【为】【这】【个】【故】【事】【画】【上】【句】【号】。 【但】【毕】【竟】【是】【短】【篇】，【这】【个】【长】【度】【倒】【也】【合】【适】。 【感】【谢】【每】【一】【位】【投】【票】【打】【赏】【以】【及】【订】【阅】【的】【人】。 【也】【感】【谢】【青】【柠】【编】
【新】【书】【发】【布】，【我】【有】【百】【分】【百】【成】【功】【率】 【各】【位】【可】【以】【关】【注】【关】【注】【哦】甘肃福彩快三开奖结果查询结果【相】【反】【的】，【阿】【拉】【蕾】【作】【为】【苏】【山】【的】【女】【人】，【苏】【山】【越】【强】【大】【她】【越】【高】【兴】，【她】【抱】【着】【苏】【山】【十】【分】【开】【心】，【其】【他】【人】【却】【迅】【速】【告】【辞】【离】【开】，【等】【这】【圣】【山】【之】【上】【没】【有】【其】【他】【人】【了】，【阿】【拉】【蕾】【甜】【笑】【道】： “【老】【公】，【接】【下】【来】【我】【们】【去】【什】【么】【地】【方】？” 【苏】【山】【抬】【头】【看】【着】【上】【空】【说】【道】： “【我】【要】【去】【找】【菠】【萝】，【一】【个】【把】【我】【写】【成】【拥】【有】【如】【此】【多】【妹】【纸】【和】【这】【么】【牛】【笔】【的】【特】【殊】【存】【在】。” “..
【时】【间】【过】【得】【很】【快】，【不】【知】【不】【觉】，【三】【年】【的】【时】【间】【过】【去】【了】，【五】【年】【的】【时】【间】【过】【去】【了】。 【在】【这】【段】【时】【间】【里】，【齐】【珏】【仿】【佛】【封】【闭】【了】【自】【己】，【每】【天】【就】【是】【上】【朝】，【处】【理】【政】【务】，【还】【有】【最】【重】【要】【的】【就】【是】，【盯】【着】【金】【莲】。 【他】【用】【了】【无】【数】【办】【法】，【东】【方】【瑶】【还】【是】【没】【有】【回】【来】。 【时】【间】【走】【到】【了】【第】【七】【个】【年】【头】，【这】【天】，【齐】【珏】【正】【在】【上】【朝】，【突】【然】，【众】【大】【臣】【就】【见】【他】【们】【的】【冷】【傲】【皇】【上】，【失】【魂】【落】
【噗】【通】！ 【不】【管】【旱】【灾】【杰】【克】【有】【着】【怎】【么】【样】【强】【大】【的】【生】【命】【力】，【又】【有】【着】【怎】【么】【样】【强】【大】【的】【战】【斗】【力】，【当】【他】【整】【个】【人】【连】【同】【他】【身】【后】【的】【黑】【铠】【米】【路】【都】【被】【巨】【大】【的】【光】【束】【洞】【穿】【之】【后】，【都】【代】【表】【着】【他】【生】【命】【的】【终】【结】。 【被】【洞】【穿】【的】【黑】【凯】【米】【路】【逐】【渐】【溃】【散】【开】【来】，【这】【让】【被】【他】【抓】【着】【的】【旱】【灾】【杰】【克】【直】【接】【跌】【落】【到】【了】【地】【面】【上】。 【只】【是】【此】【时】【的】【旱】【灾】【杰】【克】【已】【然】【做】【不】【出】【任】【何】【的】【反】【应】【了】。