LOL, lovin' it Jim. Without even going to that site that J.D. favored us with, I want to add Burdette and Billie Bruton and a pretty fair, if slow-footed (weren't they all in those days?) catcher by the name of Del Crandall.
I remember listening to one game on the radio--I'm pretty sure I have this right--and Bob Buhl came to the plate in a close game. Now Buhl, a pretty crafty, control type pitcher with a nasty curve, was one of the all-time worst hitting pitchers, ever. In fact it insults most pitchers who are not good hitters to be compared with Buhl. But, in the sixth inning or so of this game under the lights, Buhl somehow gets hold of one and drills it to dead center field. With the CF playing not too far off the infield, he was toast and Buhl made it into third with a stand-up triple. Fans and the radio broadcasters went wild with horror and shock.
I can remember hating it when the Dodgers played the Reds, for two reasons. One, the Reds were a brutish hitting team, all with their short sleeves rolled up over their burly, bulging upper arms and shoulders: Klu, Gus Bell, Wally Post, even Johnnie Temple, Frank Robinson, Jablonski and Ed Bailey (I did have to go to the site to get the last two). But the other reason I hated it was that Cincinatti was an hour earlier than NY, so games that started at 8:00 there didn't start until 9 on the East Coast--past my bed time. So, I tucked this pea green, louvered kind of electric Emerson plug-in radio under my sheets, listening to the first three innings or so until I couldn't stay awake any longer.
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