Ted Williams with a rod, Whitey Ford wearing a broker's sack suit, Albie Pearson caught up in Castro's Cuban revolution—these were some of the unorthodox postures of ballplayers last week. But winter is a time of readiness also, and in baseball's munitions factories rows of missiles were ready for the signal, "Play Ball!"
ARSENAL OF DEMOCRACY—baseball division—is a fair term for the A. G. Spalding plant in Chicopee, Mass., source of mat�riel for more than a dozen professional and youth leagues. The 3,780 balls racked up here by Department Manager Charles O'Keefe are less than a fifth of last week's production of live ammunition for the major leagues. The wiseacres say they contain rabbits, but they don't. They contain cork, three kinds of rubber, 369 yards of yarn, a few inches of horsehide, and loving care. They only wait now for the stamping machine to make them 100% official.
A rubber fish and landing net occupy the attention of Red Sox slugger Ted Williams and fan at a Philadelphia sporting goods show as the veteran Boston bad boy plugs fishing tackle he manufactures as a sideline.
The big board at Fahnestock and Co. appears far more bewildering than Yogi Berra's signals to Yankee Pitcher Whitey Ford who, with an eye to the future, is learning the mysteries of high finance as a brokerage house trainee.
A rebel rifle in the hands of one of Fidel Castro's victorious Cuban revolutionaries is touched with solemn, gingerly attention by Albie Pearson, American League Rookie of the Year, who is keeping in trim through the winter months as a centerfielder in the Cuban League.