One day in Yankee Stadium 50 years ago.
Posted by keithosaunders on October 21, 2010
Today’s post is brought to you by WOK’s special guest blogger, George Chimes!
Fifty years ago I went to my first World Series game. Thought I share this great experience & reflect how our National Pastime has changed…
The day before the 3rd game of the ’60 World Series between the Yankees & Pirates my buddy Tony Anastasi and I decided to go. We left our homes in Brooklyn at 6AM for a 90-minute ride on the D train to The Bronx. The fare was 15 cents round trip if you took the paper transfer leaving the D station and used it after the game to board the elevated 4 line.
At the Stadium we got on a long line but had no trouble buying bleacher seats at 10AM for the 2PM game. I believe the tickets were $2.50. Prior to the game we feasted on the hero sandwiches Tony’s mom gave us.
The crowd was almost all rabid Yankees fans from the boros of NYC. I recall some intense discussions on Yankee manager Casey Stengel’s decision to wait until the 3rd game to start future hall of famer Whitey Ford. Indian prime minister Jawaharlal Nehru threw out the first ball. He and his entourage left after the second inning on this crisp, sunny fall day. As dedicated Yankee fans Tony and I loved every minute of this lopsided game. The final score Yankees 10 – Pirates 0.
Here we were, two kids with almost nothing in our pockets, able to walk in and see what at that time was undisputedly America’s most prestigious sporting event for half the price of what it costs to buy a soda at Yankee Stadium today.
I’m usually dismissive of fogies who go on about the good old days, but I can’t imagine anyone in 21st century America enjoying this kind of encounter with America’s pastime.