Keiter is an old hand at re-creating, having done it in Hawaii and San Francisco. "They really like baseball in Honolulu," he says. "I used to have live audiences come in to watch me work out there." But his efforts are well-liked in New York, too. His desk is strewn with congratulatory letters and telegrams and his show has achieved, he claims, the highest rating for a single 50-minute block of any local radio program since the advent of television.
"We are lucky," says Keiter, "that the Giants are doing so well. But I felt that the fans would care. They may be mad at Stoneham, they may be mad at O'Malley. But they're not mad at Willie Mays."
The new president of the International Boxing Club (James D. Norris, ex-president) called a press conference the other day to discuss matters of substance in The Industry and, without waiting for a question to be fired in anger, sent a warning shell screaming across Frankie Carbo's bowed gray head.
Ex-president Norris once admitted, under pressure of a boxing commission investigation, that he had known the old Murder, Inc. hoodlum for a score of years and in the same breath denied (under oath, yet) that he ever had discussed boxing with him. Since Carbo had been a power in boxing for many years this seemed odd. It seemed, in fact, that Norris, with a little commission prodding, might then and there have been made hoist by his own canard. The commission never did prod him on the point.
Norris' successor, Truman K. Gibson Jr., opened his inaugural press conference by making it appear (in response to no one's question, remember) that he might have a stout mind to rule Carbo off boxing's soggy turf.
"I have never associated with Carbo," Gibson said firmly, "and won't start now."
This would be a poor time for Gibson to start associating with Carbo. A New York grand jury has been quizzing Carbo associates in the IBC. The heat is on Carbo as it has not been in years. It has already blistered the paint in IBC offices.
Billy Brown, IBC matchmaker whose square monicker is Dominick Mordini, has been so reluctant a witness before the grand jury that he had to be called before a judge to get his failing memory strengthened. Brown's principal admission so far has been that he talked to Carbo sometimes "in code," addressing him as "Ambassador" or "Uncle." In these calls, made from a tapped drug store telephone because it was well known that IBC phones had been tapped by investigators, Brown would take orders from Carbo to match certain fighters at Madison Square Garden.
This was the situation from which Gibson was drawing away his skirts and from which Norris retreated when he resigned a couple of weeks ago.