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BOOKS, Page 114Damn Yankees
SUMMER OF '49
by David Halberstam
Morrow; 304 pages; $21.95
Even casual baseball fans know the drears of the Boston Red
Sox, those goats of fate, a team usually long on talent but short
on luck and even minimal strategy from the dugout. The New York
Yankees are another legend: power at bat, awesome pitching,
managerial smarts to spare.
David Halberstam's engaging account of the 1949 season proves
both these mythic profiles to be absolutely accurate. That year the
pennant race between the two teams came down to the very last game.
Of course the Sox lost it. They had done the same thing against the
Cleveland Indians in a sudden-death playoff game the year before.
Both teams were hobbled by injuries. But the Yankees had the poise
and power to win.
For Halberstam, author of such books as The Best and the
Brightest and The Reckoning, this new work may be his most
appealing, mainly because it is quirky and informal and the author
leaves his moral fervor in the bat rack. He intersperses the
season's important action with portraits of key personnel: the
Yanks' Tommy Henrich, Jerry Coleman, Yogi Berra; the Sox's Bobby
Doerr, Ellis Kinder, Johnny Pesky. While he does adequately by
Boston, clearly his heart is in the Bronx. In his hagiography, the
Yankees are a little more godlike. Perhaps they were.
The Summer of '49 is much enhanced by the author's ruminations
about the era. He captures both the glamour and the quaintness of
the late '40s, when the corner bar, the movie palace and the ball
park were the major entertainment centers. The new age of expansion
clubs and megasalaries was coming on fast. Though TV was in the
wings, radio ruled a fan's life. Teams still traveled by train and,
in Halberstam's view, the clubs lost priceless cohesiveness when
they boarded airplanes. For these old-timers, alcohol was the
prevailing addiction. Red Sox manager Joe McCarthy hectored his
players about the evils of drink and then went on benders himself.
Kinder, whom Halberstam considers the American League's best relief
pitcher of the time, was usually boiled as an owl.
Of all the surviving players Halberstam sought out, only Joe
DiMaggio turned him down (not even mutual friend Edward Bennett
Williams could twist his arm). Yet Halberstam's portrait of
DiMaggio is the finest part of the book. The author has a tender,
intuitive sympathy for the proud, remote athlete. DiMaggio does not
need a writer to confirm his stature, but still he is lucky to have
such a thoughtful, intelligent chronicler. Boston had its own
superstar in Ted Williams, and that brings up the inevitable
comparison between Halberstam's work and John Updike's classic
account of Williams' last game, "Hub Fans Bid Kid Adieu." Nearly
30 years later, Updike's achievement seems as secure as Williams'
1941 batting mark of .406. He turns out to be the better writer,
even the tougher reporter. But readers who want to savor a memoir
of two outsize ball clubs and the rude dawn of modern baseball can
turn with relish to Halberstam.