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Okay, so if you could go back in time and attend any event at Yankee Stadium what would it be? The Louis-Schmelling rematch? Reggie's three-dinger game? Chambliss's pennant-winning homer game? Which one of these?
Oh, and speaking of randomness, let me just say this: If I could go back in time and visit any place in New York City, I'd go to the old Penn Station and the Polo Grounds.
Finally, if I could re-cast movie history, I'd have Sean Penn play Ty Cobb, not Tommy Lee Jones. And while we're on Ron Shelton, I'd also have cast Gene Hackman play the lead role in Blaze, not Paul Newman. But more than anything I wish Art Carney had gotten the chance to reprise his stage role of Felix Unger in the movie version of The Odd Couple. Jack Lemmon was good in the movie, but man, Art Carney was in a league of his own.
Old NY? I'd like to see this island when it was just a spit of virginal beaches and woodlands. Imagine that.
Re-writing movie history I would cast myself as the love interest in "Blue Crush" or whatever that chick surf flick with Kate Bosworth was called. Heh. Snub this, Oscar.
Funny you mention Penn Station. Contemplating the fate of Yankee Stadium has made me think about the old Penn Station and about New York City's poor track record for preserving its own history.
My time machine would go back and get Elvis Presley to cover the Beatles' "I'll Cry Instead" during the acoustic sit-down portion of this 1968 comeback special and find a way to save Jimi Hendrix from choking to death on his own vomit, passing that fate on to George Lucas circa 1985 instead.
As for actual games ... no one in particular jumps out at me .... I would have loved to have been there to watch Joe D patrol center.
Old NY? .... hmmm .... give me those old "railroad car" diners, phone booths you actually sat in, and summer evenings when it seemed entire blocks were outside sitting on stoops.
As for re-casting movie history .... remove all traces of Pauly Shore and Rob Schneider, as well as Godfather III and Rocky III through IV.
You know another game I'd like to be at, though this is really about being a contrarian...the game at the end of the 66 season when there was a paid attendence of 413. Red Barber, who was doing the TV broadcast, was instructed by his producers NOT to mention the skimpy crowd, and the cameras were instructed NOT to show any shots of the stands. But Barber felt compelled, as any reasonable journalist would, to mention it.
"I don't know what the paid attendance is today," he said, "but whatever it is, it is the smallest crowd in the history of Yankee Stadium, and this crowd is the story, not the game."
A week later, when the season was over, Barber's contract was not renewed.
Wow, they really DID pull in 413 that day!
http://www.baseball-reference.com/boxes/NYA/NYA196609220.shtml
I'm still waiting for the Hideki Irabu Yankeeography.
Anyway, ask and ye shall receive. The Irabu Yankeeography (with working title):
http://tinyurl.com/yvgd6s
I know. I was there.
My dad was at Lou Gehrig Day, which would also be my choice.
Or any game in 1927.
I also wouldn't mind visiting lower Manhattan on Sept. 10, 2001.
I enjoy horseracing so I would go back in time to see Morris Park and Jerome Park racetracks both in the Bronx in the late 1800's.
Still, man, Reggie's feat was out of the comic books. It's still kinda hard to believe what he did. That would have to be one of my first stops in the time machine... then, I'd dial it back a year for Chambliss. Fair enough?
The first one was a 1-0 nail biter against Bob Feller, and seeing Feller pitch as well is tempting.
The second was against the Sox, and clinched the division for the Yanks. Its also the game where (according to the story), Williams popped one up, but Yogi dropped it, and then Reynolds threw the same pitch, and Williams popped it up again - and Yogi caught that one.
I can't pick between them, so could I have both?
As great as that game was, the loudest I ever heard the stadium was in game 1 of the 1995 ALDS. I don't remember the exact situation, but David Cone had a 3-2 count on a batter with a few men on base. The Stadium crowd rose to its feet with a resounding and sustained cheer that only dissipated when Cone walked the batter.
I think the reason those 1995 crowds stand out the most is because they seemed to be made up of "real fans". The Yankees were new to the post season and the season base wasn't as large, so more tickets fell into the hands of "real fans". I can remember waiting in line up at the Stadium to buy them and noticing how excited everyone was. Now, most of the seats are sold beforehand and many of the fans who fill the seats are there because it's an event.
I was also there for Reggie's fourth consecutive Stadium HR, on - I believe - four consecutive swings. There were 3 in the WS game, then the fourth on Opening Day the following year. That was when Reggie bars came flying out of the stands by the thousand, covering the field around the perimeter. A truly memorable moment.
The more I think of it, the more I'm tempted to go for Louis-Schmeling.
Seeing Jim Abbott's no-hitter in person would have also been something special.
As for non-realistic games, I don't see how I could go with anything other than Larsen to Yogi. And that wasn't too shabby of a Dodgers lineup.
I'm not going for that one either. Of a game I remember, I'd pick the Chambliss ALCS game. All time, I'd probably go for Gehrig's farewell.
No one has mentioned the NFL's greatest game, either. Giants-Colts 1958.
Great call. I'm not a football fan, and that would probably still make my top 5. However, it would almost certainly be the most uncomfortable of the bunch - so damn cold...
Opening Day, 1923
Mantle's homer that hit the facade
Lou Gehrig's farewell
Any game late in DiMaggio's hitting streak
Any game during Ruth's '21 season.
I think I would take the wayback machine to the late 20s for a Yankees-Philadelphia A's matchup. One in Yankee Stadium and one in Shibe Park.
If I could pick one Yankee game to travel back in time and space to see it wouldn't even be at Yankee Stadium. It wouldn't even be a game the Yankees won.
It would be to Forbes Field in Pittsburgh in October 1960. Game 7.
Since we have ESPN to remind us about the NFL every minute of every day of the year, I don't feel the need to see the game that put it on the map. Plus, yet another agonizing Giants loss. Yick!
May 14, 1967.
Longest standing ovation in history?
May 14, 1967.
Longest standing ovation in history?"
Amazing, so was I.
Mark Belanger, wearing number 7 for the Orioles hit his first major league home run.
A few inning later, another guy wearing the same number hit his 500th.
The standing ovation lasted all the way through Elston Howard's AB.
Yes, it was memorable.
I was at the Reggie 3 HR game, in the Uecker seats in right field. I saw him hit 3 HR; I saw none of them leave the yard as the right field fence was out of my view.
If there's any one event that I'd like to go back in time and attend at the Big Ballyard, it would certainly be Johnny Podres clincher in 1955. I do remember watching the last few innings, at the age of 7, after running home from school.
Having all the insight and perspective of an eight year old, I knew, absolutely knew, that there was no way we could lose this game. We were defending champions and we had Big Newk going. Big Newk, coming off a 27-7 season, and about to receive the first ever Cy Young Award. Big Newk, who'd hit .359 with 7 hr in 1955, giving the Dodgers a nine man attack. And the opposition? Johnny Kucks, a young pitcher, a 23 year old whom I'd never heard of. Sure I knew Yogi, the Mick, Moose and the rest, but Johnny Kucks was meaningless to me. We absolutely couldn't lose.
Well, this one was over before it started. Newcombe was gone early and Johnny Kucks blew the tired old Dodger team away. Having been no-hit by Don Larson a few days earlier, and four hit the day before by Tommy Byrne in a game the Bums won 1-0 in ten innings behind a complete game shutout from bullpen ace Clem Labine, the weary Dodgers could manage only three hits against Kucks.
Yogi hit a pair that day; no, I don't know how far out of the strike zone they were, just that they cleared the screen in right above Carl Furillo's head on their way to Bedford Avenue. Moose Skowron hit a grand slam. 9-0 was the final.
My most vivid recollection of the day is the smell of cigar smoke in the old ballpark and the crying towels the Yankee fans were waving out their windows as we headed out of Brooklyn for Long Island. I grew up on Long Island, my parents leaving Ocean Parkway a few months before I was born, nine years before Walter O'Malley would blame them and their ilk for his decision to make a move that pains me to this day.
That was Jackie Robinson's last game. That was the last World Series game played in Brooklyn and, hence, the last in that great rivalry. Don Newcombe, on the fast track to the Hall of Fame, drank himself off that path and into a Cincinnati uniform within two years. Johnny Kucks lasted a couple of more years in pinstripes before taking the NY-KC shuttle that was so popular in those days. He was out of baseball by the age of 26.
(By the way, if you're not familiar with Don Newcombe's career, take a gander at his stat line. Newk was one of the great pitchers in baseball history. Coming out of the Negro Leagues, Newk could have started his MLB career even before the age of 23. A 23 year old rookie in 1949, Newk was 17-8. He followed that with 19-11 and 20-9 before missing his 26 and 27 age years to military service. He came back slowly, with a 9-8 1954, followed by 20-5 and his monster 27-7 1956.
Then the bottle took over. He did bounce back with a strong 1959, before finishing his playing career at the age of 34 in 1960. Big Newk did conquer his drinking problem a few years later and has spent the rest of his life helping other ballplayers with alcohol and drug problems. The 81 year old Newcombe still works in the Dodger front office in community relations.)
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