He was all glove, no hit, and finally got into the Hall, anyway. But he did hit the seventh game, bottom of the ninth home run in the 1960 Series that made Mantle weep in front of his locker.
Mazeroski said that saving 1,000 runs with your glove was just as good as knocking in 1,000 runs at the plate. He may have had something there.
Though, being a Yankees fan, I think it would be great if you could do both. But that's probably asking too much.
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That’s a great picture of MAZ - did you take that JM ?
He was a helluva fielder. I still feel we got robbed in that game. The field was a complete mess, to the point where even Roberto Clemente was stumbling around right field.
Kubek got it in the neck, there was a terrible call on what should have been a double down the left field line that would've netted us at least two more runs, and losing that game gave the Yanks carte blanche to fire Casey Stengel.
I know, I know: I'm still angry about a game the Yanks lost 6 years before I was following them. That's why...I'm a Yankees fan!
On Thursday, Oct. 13, 1960, at 1:00 PM, school unofficially stopped for the day, and an impromptu assembly was declared for anyone who wanted to come to the auditorium and watch the Yankees win Game 7 of the World Series. Of course, my 8-year-old, 3rd grade self was right there, as close to the front where the TV was. It was a see-saw homer-fest, with Moose Skowron having 2 dingers and Yogi with one. You thought at the top of the 7th with the Yankees up 7-4 the game was in the bag. I think it's impossible to express the complete shock and silence in the room as Mel Allen did a very compact "going, going, gone" when Mazeroski's ball cleared the fence. Kids cried (I did), all the male teachers had a look of shocked depression on their faces, and as the TVs were unplugged and we all walked home, even the crisp October air couldn't revive our spirits. it was impossible to believe that this shrimp of a second baseman had beaten our mighty Yankees. I hated him for a long, long time - but time heals all wounds, and there's little doubt in my mind that he may have been the best defensive 2B ever to play the game. RIP, you little shrimp. You were one heck of a ballplayer.
What gave it away?
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