Ford pitched well but no better than Ralph Terry on Friday. The only trouble was that Terry ran into Jack Sanford on what Sanford later evaluated as his greatest day. The Boston Irishman, who once worked as a chauffeur for Lou Perini of the Braves and spent seven years rattling around the minor leagues, went into the game with 24 National League victories, a bad cold and only two days' rest. He came out of the game with a cold and a magnificent three-hitter for his first World Series win. "The cold didn't bother me," he said between sniffles. "What did I do for it? I just blew my nose. But, man, was I nervous. About like I felt in my first game as a rookie. But I knew I had one thing in my favor. They wouldn't send me down to the minors this time, even if I lost."
Sanford was never in danger of losing—until the final out. The Giants scored a run in the first on Chuck Hiller's double, a sacrifice by Felipe Alou and Matty Alou's grounder to second base. In the seventh Willie McCovey hit a baseball that soared up into the wind over Candlestick Park's right field, somehow missed the helicopters and light planes that circled overhead all day, and finally fell to earth well beyond the fence, where Maris was watching in some disapproval.
"Ever hit one farther?" Willie was asked in the locker room after the game.
"Yep," said McCovey.
Maris had a chance to tie it up in the ninth after Mantle doubled. But Dark overshifted his infield to the right side, using Pagan, Hiller and Orlando Cepeda between first and second base. "Every ball I had seen Maris hit was to the right side," said Dark. "Maybe he'll hit 20 to the left tomorrow, but until he does we'll shift on him every time the Yankees need the long ball." Whether Alvin Dark is or is not a genius, he certainly earned a gold star. Maris sent a sizzling ground ball to the right of Cepeda for what would normally have been a single into right. The ball was hit so hard that Hiller didn't have much chance to move, but he didn't need to move far. He leaned over, plucked it off the ground and threw Maris out. The game was over, and Ralph Terry, with a two-hitter of his own working for six innings, could only shrug it off. As for Ralph Houk of the Yankees, he sat in his locker for a long time after the game, puffed on his cigar, grinned philosophically—and mentally stuck pins in a Giant doll.
An arm and a shin
The pins had less to do with what happened on Sunday than Bill Stafford's right arm and left shin. For 6� innings, Stafford and Billy Pierce hooked up in a pitching contest that permitted a total of only three hits. Stafford walked two Giants in the first inning, then shut off the threat without a run and gave up only a harmless double to Jim Davenport and nothing more until the eighth. His good fast ball was sizzling and along with it he threw more curves and changeups than usual, keeping the Giants off balance, forcing them to hit the ball softly into the air or weakly along the ground.
Through six innings Pierce kept pace, stifling the Yankees on his big left-handed curve as he had back in the days when he pitched regularly in their league and won 189 games. But the Yankees, held to two hits this time, finally broke loose. Tom Tresh, leading off the seventh inning, singled. Mantle singled and when the ball took a high hop off Felipe Alou's glove, Tresh went to third and Mantle to second. This left first base open but, after a conference, Pierce and Dark decided not to walk Maris intentionally.
"I wasn't going to give him anything good," said Pierce. "I was going to throw him four balls outside; if he bit at them, fine, if not, that was O.K., too. I didn't mind walking him but I didn't want to give him anything good to hit. So what did I do? I put one pitch right over the plate." Maris drove it into right field, scoring Tresh and Mantle and went to second base when McCovey bobbled the ball. He raced to third on Elston Howard's fly ball to center, beating a throw from Mays. He remained there when Moose Skowron was hit by a pitch. And he scored on a double-play ball that was bobbled, momentarily, by Chuck Hiller. The famed Yankee luck had returned to normal, which means for the better, and the three runs meant the ball game.
Stafford had to do more than pitch in the Giant half of the eighth. Pagan led off with a single and was forced by Pinch Hitter Matty Alou. Then a ball came rifling back at Stafford off the bat of Felipe Alou. It smashed into his left shin and bounced 15 feet in front of the mound. Stafford pounced like a cat, threw to first base to beat Alou by a stride and then sat down. The Yankee trainer ran out, followed by Houk. Teammates gathered around. They supplied smelling salts and sympathy and advice, but the thing that brought Stafford back to his feet was his own stubborn, cocky pride. He grabbed the ball, waved everyone aside and threw two violent, testing pitches to the plate. Then he motioned to plate Umpire Stan Landes to get the game going again and made Chuck Hiller ground out to second base.