A couple of
innings later we're leading 11-0. Same thing. DeLancey goes down, runs through
Dean's entire repertoire: 1, 2, 3. Dean won't pitch the ball. Frisch and I come
trooping in again. All right, Diz, what's the matter now?
he says. "Do you think Hubbell is a better pitcher than me?"
No, Diz, Hubbell's
no better than you. Nobody's better than you. You're a better pitcher than God.
Come on, you're going great. Throw the ball and let's get this game over
Diz is satisfied.
"If Hubbell's no better than me," he says, "then I ought to be able
to throw a screwball."
He never threw a
screwball in his life, and he wants to experiment in the seventh game of the
Something else had
happened between those two brainstorms. In the sixth inning we had scored two
more runs and the key hit was a triple by Joe Medwick. Medwick had a way of
sliding with one leg underneath and the other foot up in the air. He couldn't
slide any other way when he was coming in feet first and it's no secret that he
had been known to cut a man every now and again. Sometimes by accident.
Medwick came into
third base with his shoe pointed at Marv Owen's chest, and Owen, who was about
as happy as you would imagine he would be at the way things were going, reached
his own foot over and tried to stomp on him. You could have bet me right there
that Medwick was going to get up and take a whack at him.
Medwick got up and
took a whack at him.
At the end of the
inning, when Medwick went out to left field, the Detroit fans, who were no
happier about losing the World Series than Owen, threw everything they could
get their hands on at him: fruit, vegetables, pop bottles, seat cushions, spare
automobile parts. As soon as the ground crew had cleared it all away, the
barrage started again.
There was no way
we were going to continue the game. Judge Landis, who was seated in the
commissioner's box, sent for Medwick, Owen, Cochrane and Frisch. And also Bill
Klem, who was working the game. I walked in with Frisch and I'm standing a
little behind them, you know, so that I can hear what's going on.