"I'm just liable to pitch Duren for three or four innings," he said to the knot of sportswriters gathered around him. "I ought to be able to get five innings from Larsen. I might use that other fellow. I might use three or four men."
"Of course," he went on politely, "I have to win this game today. I won't have to pitch anybody if I don't win this game today."
All he was facing in "this game today" was Lew Burdette, whom the Yankees had not yet been able to beat in Series competition. Against Burdette went Bob Turley, who had lasted just one third of an inning against Lew in Milwaukee and whose 1958 Series earned run average was so astronomical (108.00) that the Yankee press release on pitching statistics censored it, substituting in its place a quiet, tasteful dash.
But times change. Turley pitched masterfully, working a marvelously controlled fast curve in with his fine fast ball. He struck out ten men, allowed only five hits, all singles, and shut the Braves out.
Burdette, on the other hand, was in trouble. Good fielding helped him in the first and second innings but, in the third, Gil McDougald reached the left field foul pole for a home run to put the Yankees ahead. In the sixth the Braves got a little something going against Turley, but Elston Howard, obviously demonstrating how to play left field, made a diving catch and a fine throw for a double play that ended the rally and stilled Milwaukee for the afternoon.
Then, in their half of the sixth, the Yankees, after 41 long innings of frustration, finally caught Burdette. Ten men batted, six men scored and everything went just right. Berra hit, Skowron hit, McDougald hit, even Turley hit. When it was over, Burdette was in the showers with a losing game on his hands, and the Yankees were beaming over a health-restoring 7-0 win.
Casey was still down, three games to two. He had an almost impossible job ahead, but his head was up and his voice was loud, and he was smiling as he headed for Milwaukee.