There is also a bit of personal serendipity to enhance the tale. Joe Morgan’s book, A Life In Baseball, was instructive. Joe Posnanski’s The Machine was very helpful, as were stories from The Enquirer, the New York Times, the Boston Globe, MLB.com and various TV and radio interviews I dredged up. As it is, I will simply give prodigious thanks here to the source material: Mark Frost’s classic book, Game Six: Cincinnati, Boston and the 1975 World Series, was invaluable. If this series of columns were a book, they’d be foot-noted. There are columns centering on Sparky and the bullpen, Joe and his fierce drive and, of course, Pete. There is a column on Tiant and one on the twin gods of New England, Carl and Carlton, Yastrzemski and Fisk. I spent several hours buried in the laptop, researching. 21, when he was hit by a pitch.Īfter each game I played, I wrote a column. As in real life, I did not play the prodigiously talented Jim Rice, who missed the Series with a broken hand suffered Sept.
That meant liberal use of the Reds great bullpen and long leashes for Boston’s starting pitchers, especially the wondrous Luis Tiant. As best I could, I managed each team the way I believed Sparky Anderson and Darrell Johnson would have. The pitching matchups were identical as well. Using, I started the same lineups, in the same order, as the clubs did in '75.
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