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A Day in the Bleachers during the first game of the 1954 World Series

Last year  I attended an event sponsored by the Baseball Reliquary titled “The Dodger Giant Rivalry”    On one corner you had Arnold Hano and on the other Ross Porter.   Jean Ardell was the moderator.  

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  At that time I had not read Arnold Hano’s book “A Day in the Bleachers“.    Now that I am reading this book, I wish I had an opportunity to ask Mr. Hano some questions.

I had seen this book a few times before, but I never got the inclination to read it, the reason:  Well, because is about the Giants.  But is more than about the Giants.  Is about 1954, the Cleveland Indians.  Is about a different era, a ballpark that does not exist.   About a time that you did not have to pay so much money to see a World Series game.  A more innocent time.  Is about Baseball History.     

 

The book has a wonderful introduction by by Roger Kahn.    The game starts where Mr. Hano tells his wife he will go to the stadium early to stand in line to get a ticket in the bleachers.  Once he gets there, he has his doubts if he can get in after seeing the long line to get into the bleachers.   But his thinking is that if not, he will purchase a standing room only ticket.     He barely makes it in and once he is in, you feel like you have been transported to that era and that you are there at the Polo Grounds.    Mr. Hano is a wonderful story teller.        

I am half way thru the book (5th inning) and the score is tied 2-2.   Sal Maglio is pitching for the Giants and Bob Lemon for the Indians.   

Harold Cano tells this:

but not all the fans were on Maglie’s side.  As he mounted the stairs a woman in a red beret to my right and about five rows down shouted that he’d be getting an early shower.  I leaped into the fray and announced to all and sundry that she was an American-League bum.  

She stood up, turned around faced me “Who says I’m an American-League bum?” she yelled. 

I said,  “I say so.  You’re an American-League bum.”

she held up a banner and waved it at me.  It read”Brooklyn Dodgers.” 

Could she had been Hilda Chester?   

 

  

 

 

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