Well we’ve been through a few stanzas of the Red Sox/Yankee rivalry song. The last verse was the Joe D/Teddy Ballgame wonder of the summer of ’41’. Therein the stage was set for the rivalry that would blossom at the end of that decade.
On Tuesday April 23, 1946, the Red Sox lost an 11 inning game to Washington which dropped their record to 6-2 and in a tie for first place. The next day they were beaten by the Yankees and dropped into second place by a full game.
They would not lose again until May 11th and after 15 straight wins (a team record) they held a 4 1/2 game lead which would be their smallest lead for the remainder of the season. They ran away with their first pennant in 28 years finishing 12 games ahead of the Tigers and 17 games ahead of the third place Yankees.
Joe Cronin, in his 12th season as Red Sox manager finally led them to the promised land in 1946. They dropped the World series to the Cardinals in seven games.
The 1947 season found a return to bridesmaid status for the Fenway Park nine. They were actually in first place on the 19th of June but at the end of the month they dropped six in a row and eight of 10 falling to eight games back and they were out of the race eventually finishing in third, 14 games behind, guess who? Oh, and the Guess Whos beat the Dodgers in the World Series.
Joe McCarthy managed the Yankees from 1931-1946 and was at the helm for seven World Series Championships.
The 1948 season ended with the Red Sox losing a one game playoff to the Cleveland Indians at Fenway Park. However, it is within that season that the birth of a true rivalry between the Red Sox and the Yankees took place.
Perhaps their new manager had something to do with it as the Red Sox hired former Yankee manager Joe McCarthy. Perhaps Mr. Yawkey was looking for a little of that World Series magic to rub off on his boys. The magic did not appear in spring for sure as the Red Sox stumbled out of the gate with five losses in their first six games and then embarked on a journey of steaks! Win four, lose five, win four, lose three and then they dropped 12 of 15 games to end the month of May 11 1/2 games out of first! McCarthy righted the ship and a 13 game winning streak, begun in mid-July, had the Red Sox in first place by the end of that month and from then on it was a three team race between the Red Sox, Indians and the Yankees.
The Boston Red Sox in August of 1948, standing in their order in the lineup: Dom DiMaggio CF, Johnny Pesky 3B, Ted Williams LF, Vern Stephens SS, Bobby Doerr 2B, Stan Spence RF, Billy Goodman 1B and Birdie Tebbets C.
The Last weekend of the season arrived and on Saturday morning October 2nd, the standings had the Cleveland Indians in first place with a record of 95-57, the Red Sox and Yankees were tied for second, a game back at 94-58. The Yankees were at Fenway, the Tigers were in Cleveland.
In Cleveland the Indians beat the Tigers clinching a first place tie. In Boston, Ted Williams hit a two run first inning homer sparking the Red Sox to a 5-1 win eliminating the Yankees and keeping their hopes alive for a tie.
Playing the unusual position of spoiler, the Yankees battled the Sox in that final game however, the Red Sox overwhelmed them with a 15 hit attack in a 10-5 win. The Tigers helped the cause with a 7-1 win over the Indians who were now on their way to Fenway for a one game winner take all match.
To tears as the Indians wrestled the pennant away from Red Sox pitcher Denny Galehouse, 8-3. Making them bridesmaids, once again!
However, in the first true head to head matchup for a pennant against the Yankees, since the inception of the American League, the Red Sox had prevailed, it was little consolation. However, the Fenway Faithful couldn’t, “Wait till next year”! A cry they would come to embrace more than they ever wanted to.
Spring Training 1949, Sarasota Florida.
The season of 1949 was part of what I have come to call the “Litany of Futility” which was imparted to me by my dad. He talked of the 1948 playoff game but nothing hurt as much as 1949.
The season was almost a carbon copy of 1948, start slow, streaky, 12 games out in July and a strong August/ September surge got them back in the hunt. Three straight wins against the Yankees had them a one game lead in first place with five games to go. They beat the Senators two of three and then headed to Yankee Stadium for the final two games of the season. The Red Sox needed one win and they would be World Series bound!
On Saturday October 1st, the Sox jumped to a 4-0 lead after three but the Yanks tied it with two in the fourth and two in fifth. It remained that way until the bottom of the eighth, when up stepped the immortal John Lindell. Who? That’s what I said as Dad related the story, “I never heard of him… he’s a journeyman nobody who killed us”. Oh, I thought, not quite sure what that meant at the time.
John Lindell, made the Yankee team in the early forties. He was relatively successful as a war replacement player but by the end of the decade he was a backup outfielder and in ’49’ he played in 78 games, none bigger than the next to last game of the season.
With one out in the eighth, he deposited a Joe Dobson pitch into the seats giving New York a 5-4 win and life.
The next day nearly 70,000 gathered in the “House that Ruth Built” as 20 game winners,
Kinder was 23-6 in 1949.
Ellis Kinder and
Raschi was 21-10 in 1949.
Vic Raschi squared off. The Yankees scored a run in the first and that was all the scoring until the Yankees added four in the bottom of the eighth. The Sox did not go quietly as they came back with three in the top of the ninth but it was too little, too late and they once again wore the bridemaids slippers to the post season dance! And added another link in what was fast becoming a chain of futility. But not to worry, for the Fenway Faithful knew they on the verge of cracking them, they were right there, a new decade awaited and they couldn’t “wait till next year”!
to be continued…..
And so it was at this time in Fenway Park history, the late 40s, the “Birth of a Rivalry” time.
John Lindell was actually a very good prep athlete and versatile player. He first made the big leagues as a pitcher hit 300 on three different occasions and late in his career actually developed an excellent knuckleball. It may have danced a tad too much as he led the big league in wild pitches and walks, I guess one could say he was our father;s Bucky Dent
Exactly what I was thinking….He was great early in 42 and 43….And in my dad’s eyes he simply was not worthy enough to be the guy who did in his Sox. Ala Bucky Bleeping Dent!
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Yesterday the Sox lost their 81st game cementing what will be their worst season in 15 years. But wait, I think there’s moah!
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