realjohnboy wrote:When I was a lad of say 12 or so I had an intense interest in baseball. My team was the Milwaukee Braves. I can still remember, almost half a century later, the dream starting lineup. If the pennant race was tight, I would feign sickness in order to stay home from school in order to listen to Mutual Radio's Game of the Day. Joe Adcock at 1st, Red sch(bunch of letters)ist at 2nd, Johnny Logan at shortstop and Eddie Mathews at 3rd. In the outfield, Billy Bruton, Wes Covington and Hank Aaron. And Del Crandall catching the pitches of Warren Spahn.
The magic wore off. Discovering around that time that girls were not as disgusting as I had thought they were probably had something to do with it. As did getting into high school (8th grade back then).
My aunt had season tickets to the Cincinnatti Reds games and attended virtually every game until she died 12 years ago. Right behind the home dugout whenever the games were on local tv here.
I was a fan of that team, too, though from afar, realjohnboy. A friend found for me (and it's now framed and hanging in my house) a pennant from '57 World Series team. Decades before PC (obviously) it shows an Indian with a tomahawk in one hand and a scalp in the other. All the players names are listed on the borders, the very names you list above, as well as Red Schoendienst, Ernie Johnson, and, of course, the hero of that World Series, Lew Burdette!
