Maybe it’s all a dream –
Williams: St. Louis fans fear Yanks still may appear on scene
By Joe Williams
St. Louis, Missouri –
Even as game time approached and this old river town settled down to its first exclusive World Series, many of the citizens remained unconvinced. They still expected the Yankees would show up to shatter the illusion.
The first customer to enter the park was one Art Felsch from Milwaukee. He had been in line for four days and nights. This is proof enough the manpower situation is not as critical as McNutt says.
The mayor of the town tossed off an official document proclaiming this to be “Baseball Week.” Which is something like Stalin setting aside a special week for communism.
Old Judge Landis didn’t show up, either. At his age he can’t be expected to stand the shock of seeing the Browns in a championship for the first time in 43 years.
Our most distinguished guest for the opening game was Governor John Bricker of Ohio, who unashamedly admits he wants to be Vice President. “I’m for the underdog,” he said, quickly explaining he meant the Browns, not Fala. When asked if he would throw out the first ball, the Governor begged off. “I’d much prefer to throw out Hillman,” he stated. The Governor used to pitch for Ohio State in his college days. They say he had a plenty good delivery and if you’ve heard him speak, you know he still has a pretty good delivery.
There isn’t enough grass on the local diamond to make a toupee for a billiard bill. Like everything else out here the grass gets tired in late summer and just quits working.
Both managers waited until the last minute to name their pitchers. It’s a good thing this is a ball game, and not a christening. Brownie fans appeared wearing victory buttons the size of a frying pan. It was the first time in history they didn’t mind being recognized in public.
The local sheets quote everybody on the outcome of the series, including ZaSu Pitts, who is here in a Broadway play. Miss Pitts says: “I pick the Allies.” It is amazing how these professional humorists can think up such priceless comedy.
The Giants’ official family, composed of Horace Stoneham, Mel Ott and Eddie Brannick are here. A nice pleasant family it is, too – no headaches, no friction, and, regretfully, no ball club.
Ed Wray, sports editor of the St. Louis Post-Dispatch, is the only writer in the country who picked the Browns to win the AL pennant and lots of folk scoff at Henry Wallace because he is a dreamer!
There was considerable eyebrow raising over the fact that Luke Sewell finally elected Denny Galehouse to pitch the opener. Everybody thought it would be Nelson Potter, but Sewell thought otherwise. And Sewell is one guy in this series who is entitled to his own opinion. He has been thinking for the Browns all year and it seems to have worked out all right. This will be the first World Series that Galehouse has ever seen. Outside of the newsreels, of course.
The deliberation Southworth spent before deciding to name Mort Cooper as his opening pitcher was as unnecessary as the nominating speeches at the Democratic Convention.