Notes #466 — Roots

                             NOTES FROM THE SHADOWS OF COOPERSTOWN
                                           Observations from Outside the Lines
                                     By Two Finger Carney (carneya6@adelphia.net)
 

#466                                                                                                           NOVEMBER 17, 2008
                                                        ROOTS
 

            Lately, I’ve been doing some editing, and it’s taken me back to my roots — that is, as a baseball writer. Yes, I’ve finally broken out of a kind of editing slump, and started getting my next book ready for publication. The one that revolves around Cooperstown. For some years, the working title has been Cooperstown Kaleidoscope — but now I’m thinking maybe I’ll just go with Notes from the Shadows of Cooperstown.
 

            One of the chores has been to go through the last six years of Notes , to find additions to the manuscript I already have — more writings with a Cooperstown theme. In doing that, I’ve decided that I’ve written more about the Black Sox, in the issues of Notes starting with #268, than anyone could possibly be interested in reading. Once upon a time, I could tell people who just discovered my B-Sox research, that they could go back and read those old issues of Notes to catch up … but that now would be like suggesting that they read the collected works of Dickens or Shakespeare. So instead, I direct new folks to my book, Burying the Black Sox , and then to the Annotated Index to all those B-Sox issues, so they can dig up stuff of interest to them, without wading through yet another detail on the Cicotte bonus, another scandal uncovered by Bert Collyer, and so on.
 

            I have run across, however, a couple items that are worth reprinting here.
 

            The first is COOPERSTOWN COOKIES, originally in Notes on January 1, 2005. And I reprint it because the holidays are coming, and you might be looking for ann unusual gift for someone who likes baseball — and cookies. Here it is:
 

            Since 2002, Notes has been a kind of lightning rod for all things related to the Black Sox, but it has always been a magnet for all things Cooperstown. Since I live “in the shadows,” a short drive away, and visit often, I often mention some of my favorite Cooperstown places, like T. J.’s Restaurant (where I’ve never had a free meal) or Willis Monie’s excellent book store across Main Street (where I get no discounts), not to mention the Hall and its Library (the one place in town where I do get favors — lots of them!)
 

            Recently, I received an email from someone familiar with the Notes site, who asked me if I’d like to sample some Cooperstown Cookies. Silly question, although I would find it harder to turn down Cooperstown Chips. (I can pass up sweets, but not salty stuff.)
 

            The Cooperstown Cookie Company was news to me. What I know about it now is that they sell cookies — shaped like baseballs, with seams. (They suggest that the seams make it easier to break and share the cookies with friends, but mine refused to break along those lines.) These cookies are simple shortbread cookies, made with no artificial ingredients (and only five real ones). And they are delicious.
 

            They are a little pricey, too, but that is OK — because a portion of the profits go to the folks who bake them — Pathfinder Village, located in the shadows of Cooperstown, too (in Edmeston), a residential community for children and adults who have Down Syndrome. For the past 18+ years, my wife and I have worked for The Arc (formerly the Association for Retarded Citizens), and we know about Pathfinder. It’s a truly worthy cause.
 

            If you are intrigued, visit www.CooperstownCookieCompany.comand find out more. I wish I ran into this before Christmas! The round, white tins make nice presents. And you can ship them — the cookies are packaged to maintain freshness.
 

            The other item worth re-running is a Ring Lardner poem that I first ran in Notes #312 . in October 2003. Why?  Because every so often, about three times a year, I get asked How do you pronounce “Cicotte”?   The question also comes up regularly on SABR-L. Here is how Ring answered, in 1912:
 

            David Nevard ( A Red Sox Journal ) sent me the item below, which is an excerpt from a piece Lardner wrote for the Chicago Examiner , 7/21/12. Eddie Cicotte was traded to the Chisox that year, and this was Ring’s way of introducing him. (He added that it was properly pronounced “See-cot.”) This is also the first documented association between Cicotte and gambling.
 

EDDIE CICOTTE by Ring Lardner
 

This pretty name of mine is not
As some folks claim,
            just plain Si-cot;
Nor is it, as some have it, Sic-ot,
Although I’m sure
            I don’t know why not.
And furthermore, take this from me,
I don’t pronounce it Sick-o-tee;
And you can also make a note
That it is surely not Si-cote.
You stand to win some easy cash
By betting it’s not succotash.
 

 

MOVING RIGHT ALONG  
 

            In the wake of the recent election, I was going to write a little essay last time about who helped Obama make history more — Sidney Poitier or Jackie Robinson?  Films or baseball?  There’s no right answer, it’s just a new Hot Stove question, more political than baseball, I guess.
 

            The election was, I think, more like Jackie Robinson being signed . We can only hope that Obama performs as well in his rookie year as Jackie did in 1947. It might be recalled that the first time around, Jackie was tested; it was all about survival and keeping cool and just play ball . Jackie was younger, 28, and had done a lot of surviving before he got to the top. That first year, he played 151 games, all at first base, batted .297, stole 29 bases, the most in the NL. His third season was arguably his best offensively — .342, 37 SB. But few people remember any of Jackie’s numbers, and he’s in the Hall of Fame not because he hit .311 over his decade with Brooklyn, but because he opened doors that had been shut tight for ‘way too long. Once he signed, he was bound to be the first — but because of the way he played, he was also the first of many. He changed perceptions. Not easy.
 

 

SWEET SIXTEEN PLAYOFFS:   
 

ROUND TWO, AMERICAN LEAGUE:  ATHLETICS VS INDIANS
 

            This is the eigth in a series of reports on a simulated playoff of the sixteen “original franchise” teams. The results of the first-round American League “brackets” are in NOTES 459-461. The first results of the NL brackets are in #462-464. See NOTES #459 for the background and “ground rules.” In the first playoff among the “Elite Eight,” the Tigers won and moved on to face the winner of this series for the right to play in the final series.
 

 

GAME ONE, AT LEAGUE PARK
 

            I imagined this game was played in Cleveland at old League Park — 290′ down the right field line –  only after it was over. You’ll see why.
 

            The Indians sent out Stan Coveleski, who won two games in the Indians’ exciting seven-game series against the Red Sox; his mound opponent would be Chief Bender, hero of the A’s equally exciting seven-game duel with the Orioles in round one.
 

            The Indians got on the scoreboard first when Tris Speaker poked one out in right. Jimmie Foxx’ mammoth HR in the second — in its early years, League Park was 505 feet in deepest left center — tied it at 1. But in the third, the Indians unloaded on Bender, and the game was never close again. Lou Boudreau, perhaps upset at batting ninth, led off with a homer. Shoeless Joe Jackson singled and stole second but was still there after two outs. The third out came only after back-to-back HRs by Albert Belle and Hal Trosky, 5-1 Tribe.
 

            Trosky homered again, this time off Coombs in the fifth, to make it 6-1, and after the A’s scratch across a run in their sixth (Al Simmons with a double), the Indians teed off again, this time the victim being Dave Stewart. Sandy Alomar doubled and Boudreau homered — again. Jackson tripled, Nap Lajoie singled him home, and after Nap stole second, Belle knocked him around, and it was 10-2. Mickey Cochrane’s HR in the 7th off Jim Lemon, with Frank Baker aboard, ended the A’s scoring. But the Indians had a bit more to do. Eddie Plank had retired five in a row, when Jackson beat out a single. Back-to-back doubles by Lajoie and Speaker, and Belle’s single (giving him 4 RBI), wrapped it up, 13-4.
 

GAME TWO, AT THE JAKE
 

            It was Lefty Grove and Addie Joss, both 0-1 in round one, facing off in the second game. This time the A’s broke on top. Jimmy Dykes beat out a hit, and moved up on Cochrane’s grounder. With two out, Maxie Bishop singled in the first run, Simmons followed with a single and Jimmie Foxx walked. Then Willie Wells singled to make it 3-0.
 

            The Indians got one run back in their fourth, on Speaker’s single and Manny Ramirez’ double. But the A’s made their lead three again in the sixth, on hits by Bing Miller and Jimmy Dykes, and Cochrane’s sac fly. Lou Boudreau’s solo HR in the 7th made it 4-2. Then in the 8th, with Dennis Eckersley taking over for Lefty Grove, Belle’s infield hit was followed by a long Trosky HR, to tie the game.
 

            In the A’s ninth, Jose Mesa took over for Joss. Mickey Cochrane singled, and Rickey Henderson homered, to make it 6-4 A’s. Eck tossed a perfect ninth and the series went to Philly, or maybe KC, or Oakland, tied 1-1.
 

GAME THREE, AT SHIBE PARK
 

            Jim Bagby, 2-0 in the first round games, took the hill for Cleveland. Rube Waddell, 0-1 vs the O’s, had the ball for the A’s.
            This game started off looking a lot like Game One. Albert Belle homered to lead off the second, and after Trosky walked, the Indians’ Negro League draftee Ernest Wilson homered, making it 3-0. The lead was stretched to 5-0 in the fourth. Wilson’s hit to Dykes at third was bobbled. Larry Doby singled “Boojum” to third, then stole second. Waddell then balked in a run, but it didn’t matter, Carlos Delgado followed with a long single,
 

            But the A’s couldn’t solve Bagby. Bing Miller’s double in the fifth, just their second hit, and Cochrane’s single plated their only run. Bagby gave up five hits and walked just two, to run his tournament record to 3-0. The A’s wasted their good relief pitching; Boudreau singled home Doby to make the final score 6-1, but the Tribe managed just two hits the last five innings. Good enough, and they were up 2-1 in games.
 

GAME FOUR, AT COLUMBIA PARK
 

            Columbia is where the A’s played before Shibe was built. I don’t know the dimensions, but the capacity was just 9,500, so I’m guessing that it was small than Shibe’s 360-515-360 L-C-R. But how far away were those 10-feet high wooden fences?
 

            Bob Feller and Vida Blue drew the starting assignments. The A’s went on top in the third, when Cochrane singled and Max Bishop singled. But Feller fanned Simmons and Foxx flew out.
 

            Albert Belle cleared the fences with a two-run blast in the Indians’ fourth. Trosky followed with a triple and a sac fly later it was 3-1 Tribe. Four more runs the next inning put this one out of reach, the way Feller was scattering the A’s hits. Boudreau singled and came all the way home on Shoeless Joe Jackson’s triple. Lajoie plated Jackson with a sac fly, and after Speaker singled, Belle connected again, off Plank, 7-1. The third big inning, in the top of the ninth, featured Belle’s third 2-run shot of the day, and another 2-run dinger, by Al Rosen, off Fingers. 12-4, with Reggie Jackson collecting three of the A’s 8 hits, including a pair of doubles.
 

GAME FIVE, AT MCAFEE COLISEUM
 

            Looking for a home win to stay alive, the A’s moved to Oakland-Alameda County Stadium and grew mustaches. Game Five would be a rematch between Stan Coveleski and Chief Bender.
 

            With clouds gathering overhead — this game would only go six innings before the rains came — Jimmie Foxx put the home team up 2-0 with a first-inning bomb after Al Simmons’ single. Indian Bob Johnson — that’s his nickname, he’s an Athletic — homered in the third to make it 3-0, and it looked like Coveleski’s streak might finally be coming to an end.
 

            But not so fast. Boudreau started the A’s third with a single and moved to third on Shoeless Joe’s double. Lajoie brought them both home with another double, and Tris Speaker made it three two-base hits in a row to tie the game. Belle’s long fly to left was caught, ending that streak, but Trosky picked it right up, another double to put the A’s in front. Sandy Alomar’s two-out single made it 5-3 and knocked out Bender.
 

            In the fourth, the Indian bats continued to sizzle. Al Rosen greeted Colby Jack Coombs with a homer. Boudreau walked, Jackson singled, and Lajoie, trying to bunt them up, drew a walk to load the sacks for Speaker. Spoke could only get one in, with a sac fly, but Belle drove in two more with — you guessed it, a double. Now it was 9-3. Alomar’s HR made it 10 for the Tribe, while the A’s could only scrape up two more runs off Coveleski before the skies let loose and ended it, 10-5.
 

            So the Indians move on to face the Tigers. This is a good Tribe team, very solid defensively, with a lot of punch. Shoeless Joe, Nap Lajoie and Tris Speaker are a terrific 1-2-3 in the lineup every day, and Belle and Hal Trosky follow up nicely. But they needed just six innings from their bullpen in this five-game series, and half of that was tune-up work. The A’s just couldn’t get their offense in gear. So it is the Indians who move on to the Final Four.