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If they weren’t in the Polo grounds, the drive was a home run.. Don Liddle served a meatball and Wertz swung and thought it gone. But Willie Mays thought otherwise and raced towards the wall. Improbably, impossibly, he caught Vic Wertz’s ball. He turned to throw; his cap flew off, as Doby raced for third. When Grisson relieved Liddle, Liddle quipped:” I got my man.” That the Indians were dispirited you well can understand. That inning turned the series as Cleveland didn’t score. The Giants won that game in ten and swept the Tribe in four. Of all who played the game that day, a precious few remain. The man who made “The Catch” still lives; forever will his fame.
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Sep 29, 2014
Sep 29, 2014 at 8:03 AM UTC
“The Catch” 09/29/1954
If they weren’t in the Polo grounds, the drive was a home run.. Don Liddle served a meatball and Wertz swung and thought it gone. But Willie Mays thought otherwise and raced towards the wall. Improbably, impossibly, he caught Vic Wertz’s ball. He turned to throw; his cap flew off, as Doby raced for third. When Grisson relieved Liddle, Liddle quipped:” I got my man.” That the Indians were dispirited you well can understand. That inning turned the series as Cleveland didn’t score. The Giants won that game in ten and swept the Tribe in four. Of all who played the game that day, a precious few remain. The man who made “The Catch” still lives; forever will his fame.
Game 1 1954 World Series, 09/29/54. The day I was born
john-f-mccullagh
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Sep 29, 2014
Sep 29, 2014 at 8:03 AM UTC
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