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The day Don Larsen was perfect
FEBRUARY 24, 1999
by DAVE KINDRED The Sporting News
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Walter O'Malley's Dodgers were the victim of a perfect game by Don Larsen in the 1956 World Series, but that didn't prevent the Brooklyn owner from asking for Larsen's autograph after the game.
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The afternoon of Oct. 8, 1956, William Millsaps Sr., the principal of a Tennessee high school, marched to a classroom and summoned his young son, William. "Come with me," the stern principal said. And young William didn't know what to make of this unusual behavior. Had something happened to mother? What?
"Just come with me," Millsaps the elder said.
They marched, father and son, to the principal's outer office and through it to the private place where the principal did his work. There was a television on, and Millsaps Sr. said to Millsaps Jr., "Sit down, son, you won't believe what Larsen is doing to the Dodgers."
Bill Millsaps grew up to be a sports columnist before becoming editor of the Richmond Times-Dispatch, and every time he tells me that story, I love it more. Every father and son should have seen what Don Larsen did that day.
I can testify with complete accuracy as to where I was that afternoon. I had the World Series flu. I convalesced on the couch at home. I was 15-years-old, I loved baseball and my parents had a new 13-inch television. Much, much too sick to do homework, I picked up my scorebook. I sat down to watch the Dodgers play the hated Yankees in the World Series. Man, I wish I still had that scorebook. I've interrogated my mother and I've accused my sister. I'm afraid the truth is, I just threw the scorebook away, not realizing all these years that it would be a neat thing to have the scorebook I kept the afternoon Don Larsen pitched not only the only no-hitter in Series history but a perfect game to boot.
It's No. 4 on my millennium round-up list of the greatest sports events of the 20th century. That's probably putting it too high. For one thing, friends have reminded me that I've completely ignored the United States hockey gold medal in the 1980 Olympics, the "Do you believe in miracles?" miracle.
Well, I was in the building for that one and it didn't move me the way Larsen's perfect game did. So what if we beat a bunch of Russians? We ought to beat people who figure their restaurant bills on an abacus.
But a perfect game? Against the mighty Dodgers? In the World Series? As my hero Shirley Povich wrote that day in The Washington Post, "The million-to-one shot came in. Hell froze over. A month of Sundays hit the calendar. Don Larsen today pitched a no-hit, no-run, no-man-reach-first game in a World Series."
The Yankees won the game, 2-0, a Mickey Mantle fourth-inning home run being all the scoring necessary.
It was only Larsen's fourth year in the big leagues. He was 27, a righthander from San Diego, a famous carouser of whom Yankee manager Casey Stengel once said, "He must have been going to the post office," by the way of explaining a Larsen automobile accident at 2 in the morning.
He used only 97 pitches on his perfect day, only once going to a three-ball count, that against Pee Wee Reese in the first inning. Reese then struck out.
Behind Larsen, the Yankees made three spectacular fielding plays, one by Mantle, who ranged deep into left center to make a backhanded catch of a Gil Hodges line drive that threatened to be a fifth-inning double. Three innings later, another Hodges line drive wound up in third baseman Andy Carey's glove.
The other spectacular fielding play was the first. It came in the second inning. Jackie Robinson ripped a liner at Carey, who barely had time to raise his hand. The ball caromed off the third baseman's glove on one hop to shortstop Gil McDougald, who threw out Robinson by a half-step. By such good fortune is immortality granted.
Came the ninth inning, Larsen no longer had the fastball that gained him five strikeouts in the first four innings. He had only two more in the next four and in the ninth he depended on change of speeds. He got Carl Furillo, after four foul balls, on a meek fly to left. Two quick strikes to Roy Campanella preceded a soft roller to second. Then came pinch-hitter Dale Mitchell, a veteran lefthanded hitter.
Again, Povich: "Ball one came in high. Larsen got a called strike. On the next pitch, Mitchell swung for strike two. Then the last pitch of the game. Mitchell started to swing, but he didn't go through with it. But it made no difference because Umpire Babe Pinelli was calling it Strike Number Three, and baseball history was being made."
Larsen seemed dumbfounded by what he'd done. He walked slowly off the mound, as if in a daze -- until Yankee catcher Yogi Berra ran to him and leaped against him, creating an unforgettable scene of celebration that now, 40 years later, is repeated at the end of every World Series.
"Larsen caught Berra in mid-air," Povich wrote, "as one would catch a frolicking child, and that's how they made their way toward the Yankee bench, Larsen carrying Berra."
In 14 big-league seasons, Larsen was otherwise undistinguished. He was 81-91 for six teams, last with the Cubs in 1967. His World Series record, in five falls with the Yankees, was 4-2. When David Wells pitched a perfect game for the Yankees in 1998, Larsen's fame was revived. Asked whether it bothered him to be remembered only for the one great moment, Larsen said, "Why would it? I want people to remember it."
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