{"id":2137,"date":"2018-11-08T13:00:39","date_gmt":"2018-11-08T20:00:39","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/theaposition.com\/herbgould\/?p=2137"},"modified":"2018-11-08T13:00:39","modified_gmt":"2018-11-08T20:00:39","slug":"the-run-dont-count-a-sneak-peek-at-a-novel-about-tinker-evers-chance-and-the-rest-of-the-1908-chicago-cubs","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/theaposition.com\/herbgould\/commentary\/2137\/the-run-dont-count-a-sneak-peek-at-a-novel-about-tinker-evers-chance-and-the-rest-of-the-1908-chicago-cubs","title":{"rendered":"The Run Don’t Count: A sneak peek at a novel about Tinker, Evers, Chance and the rest of the 1908 Chicago Cubs"},"content":{"rendered":"

\"RDC,<\/a>Pleased to announce that my historical novel, The Run Don’t Count: The Life and Times of Frank Chance and His 1908 Chicago Cubs, is now available at Amazon Books.<\/p>\n

I like to think of it as a living history; at least, it’s a piece of history I would have loved to live through. Until Elon Musk comes up with a Time Machine,\u00a0researching and writing about the dawn of team sports as a nationwide phenomenon will have to do.<\/p>\n

This is not a fancy book. True to my tabloid-newspaper roots, I stick to down-to-earth stories told, I hope, in clean plain English. That said, I’m very proud of it. And the people who have checked it out say it’s an entertaining read.<\/p>\n

If you’d like to get to know Tinker, Evers and Chance the way modern Cubs fans know Bryant, Baez and Rizzo, I hope you’ll check it out, too.<\/p>\n

Meanwhile,\u00a0I’ll be posting some\u00a0excerpts here from time to time. In the first, narrator\/batboy Billy Goetz gets his first look inside the Cubs’ locker room. . .<\/p>\n

\"RDC,<\/a>EXCERPT FROM THE RUN DON\u2019T COUNT. . . .<\/em><\/p>\n

After Cubs manager Frank Chance hits the work wagon of William Goetz, a carpenter\u2019s son, while driving to the ballpark, Chance brings the teenager to the team clubhouse so the Cubs\u2019 trainer can look him over.<\/em><\/p>\n

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\u201cSo what do you think?\u201d Chance said. \u201cMost boys your age would be so thrilled to be in here, they\u2019d be hopping around like an untrained puppy.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cNot exactly fancy, is it?\u201d I said. \u201cWith a little work, though, Dad and I could fix it up, I suppose.\u201d<\/p>\n

Chance laughed darkly.<\/p>\n

\u201cWell, Murphy ain\u2019t paying for that,\u201d he said. \u201cAnd I ain\u2019t, either.\u201d<\/p>\n

Murphy, I would learn, was Cubs owner Charles Webb Murphy. Or \u201cChubby Charlie,\u201d as he was semi-affectionately known.<\/p>\n

Chance led me past his Cubs \u2013 well, some of them, anyway. They bantered as they put on their uniforms. Some nodded at Frank. Others stared. Still others paid no attention at all.<\/p>\n

We entered a small side room, which contained a leather-padded medical table, a couple of chairs and all kinds of boxes and equipment. A player was lying on his belly on the table while a man rubbed down his right shoulder.<\/p>\n

\u201cHey, Bert,\u201d Chance said to the masseuse. \u201cWould you mind taking a look at this kid when you have a chance? He took a knock to the head. Probably nothin\u2019. Just make sure.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cSure, Frank,\u201d Bert said. \u201cHave a seat, kid.\u201d<\/p>\n

When I looked closely at the player\u2019s right arm dangling in the air, I realized his fingers were all mangled. The index finger was merely a stump. The middle finger was a crooked mass. The pinky was bent at half-staff. And the ring finger didn\u2019t look right, either.<\/p>\n

\u201cWhat\u2019s the matter?\u201d the player said. \u201cNever seen a hand that got on the wrong side of a feed-cutting machine?\u201d<\/p>\n

A round-faced man with a big smile, he said it gently, in an amusing way.<\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019m Mordecai Brown. But you can call me Brownie,\u201d he said. \u201cEverybody else does.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cUm, Billy Goetz. Nice to meet you. Sorry for staring.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cIt\u2019s OK,\u201d Brown said. \u201cEverybody does. What happened to you?\u201d<\/p>\n

I told him about my run-in with manager Chance.<\/p>\n

\u201cAnother one?\u201d Brown said. \u201cThat\u2019s our P.L Our Peerless Leader.\u201d<\/p>\n

Brown smiled. He had a youthful face that beamed. He was just one of those sunny people.<\/p>\n

That hand was a mess. When he was five, Brown, who grew up on a farm in southern Indiana, had put his hand into the blades of a feed chopper \u2013 just out of curiosity, or so the story went. Most of his right index finger was lost. His middle finger was permanently mangled. And his pinky was rendered useless by nerve damage.<\/p>\n

A local doctor, who had seen much worse as a Civil War surgeon, patched up the hand as best he could. All in all, a decent job. But a few weeks later, while playing with a pet rabbit, Brown fell on the hand and did more damage. Afraid of the whupping he\u2019d face, he didn\u2019t tell his parents.<\/p>\n

A brutalized hand like that would have consigned many people to a tough life in a rough-hewn region where men earned their keep by farming or mining. But Brown, who answered to the nickname of Miner after spending time in a coal mine as a teenager, rose above it. When not underground, he indulged in his love of baseball. Thanks to his grotesque hand, he developed a sinkerball that baffled hitters. His bread-and-butter pitch did not tax his arm like a fastball, either.<\/p>\n

He also perfected his own exercise workout routine that gave him strength and stamina. It looked deceptively simple. Lie on your back, raise your ankles six inches off the ground. Pause. Raise your ankles to 45 degrees. Pause. Feet perpendicular. Pause. Lower your feet to face. Pause. Touch the floor with your feet. Pause. And then he would work his way back to the starting point, stopping again at each position. The pauses could go as high as a 13 count during spring training, when Brown was working himself into shape. Teammates would try to follow along. Few, if any, could keep up.<\/p>\n

That conditioning, combined with the ease with which he threw many off-speed pitches, meant the 5-foot-10, 175-pound Brown could pitch and pitch \u2013 and that\u2019s what he did. I looked it up later. From 1906 to 1911, he averaged nearly 25 wins a season, compiling a record of 148-55. Highlighted by his earned-run average of 1.04 in 1906, the third best in baseball history, Brown posted an ERA below 2.00 each season from 1906 to 1910.<\/p>\n

Through it all, Brown remained down-to-earth and pleasant \u2013 and avoided so many of the problems that afflicted simple ballplayers confronted by the often-wild ride of major-league baseball in those early days. He and his wife never had any children. Maybe that\u2019s why he was especially friendly and outgoing with youngsters.<\/p>\n

When the trainer was finished working on Brown, the pitcher eased off the table.<\/p>\n

\u201cAll right, Brownie,\u201d the trainer said. \u201cGive us a good one today.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cHop up here, son,\u201d the man said. \u201cMy name is Bert Semmens. Let\u2019s see how you\u2019re doing.\u201d<\/p>\n

Bert then helped me sit up on the table. He slowly took a look at my head, kneading and probing for a few minutes. I winced a couple of times when he poked around the bump.<\/p>\n

Chance peeked in.<\/p>\n

\u201cI would advise against any more blows to the head for a while,\u201d the trainer said. \u201cOutside of that, nothing wrong.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWould it be all right if he put on a uniform and helped out the batboy?\u201d Chance said, then looked at me. \u201cWould that interest you?\u201d<\/p>\n

I nodded vigorously. You didn\u2019t have to be a wide-eyed baseball kid to be fascinated by what was going on here. Looking back, I suspect that Chance was more comfortable with me because I wasn\u2019t in awe of him or his Cubs.<\/p>\n

Brown squeezed back into the room for a moment.<\/p>\n

\u201cFrank!\u201d the pitcher said. \u201cWhat the hell? You\u2019re not supposed to be driving a car in the city. Your wife asked. We asked. The judge asked. You bump into stuff. Where\u2019s your chauffeur?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cDeath in the family,\u201d Chance said. \u201cOut of town. Just a few days.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWell, be careful, Frank,\u201d Brown said. \u201cuntil he gets back.\u201d<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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