The Field Of Dreams Project

[Nick Soulis]

Series #213



2013 Baltimore Orioles
Record: 85-77
Finish: 3rd in AL East
Manager: Buck Showalter
Ball Park: Camden Yards
WAR Leader: Chris Davis (7.1)
Franchise Record: 6-6
2013 Season Record: 5-1
Hall of Famers: (0)
https://www.baseball-reference.com/teams/BAL/2013.shtml

1996 Detroit Tigers
Record: 53-109
Finish: 5th in AL East
Manager: Buddy Bell
Ball Park: Tiger Stadium
WAR Leader: Omar Olivares (3.6)
Franchise Record: 14-11
1996 Season Record: 3-2
Hall of Famers: (1)
https://www.baseball-reference.com/teams/DET/1996.shtml

Red Barber Preview
“Well, how do you do, everybody — this is Red Barber speaking to you from the Field of Dreams diamond, where the corn’s tall and the ghosts of the game gather round for another best-of-seven showdown. Series number two-hundred and thirteen brings us an intriguing clash between two ballclubs from vastly different eras of the American League — the 2013 Baltimore Orioles, who will enjoy home field advantage, and the 1996 Detroit Tigers, who arrive hungry to prove they can stand tall among the legends.

Now these Orioles, managed by Buck Showalter back in their day, were known for their power bats and sturdy bullpen. Chris Davis was the big man on campus that year — a bona fide slugger who put fear into pitchers with that uppercut swing. Adam Jones in centerfield? Smooth as silk — he’ll patrol the alleys like a hawk. And don’t sleep on Manny Machado, young in 2013 but already flashing the leather at third like he was born at the hot corner. If the O’s can get early runs and turn it over to the bullpen — with Jim Johnson closing things down — they’ll like their chances in tight ballgames.

The ’96 Tigers, on the other hand, come from one of the tougher stretches in Detroit’s long baseball history. But don’t write ‘em off too quick — they’ve got some pop in that lineup, too. Bobby Higginson and Travis Fryman will be counted on to drive the offense, and if they can get anything steady from the mound, the Tigers could just scratch and claw their way into this series. Remember, funny things happen in these cornfield classics — it ain’t always the stars you expect that shine the brightest.

Keys to the series? For Baltimore, it’s that big ballpark — Camden Yards feels a world away, but the power alleys here in the Field of Dreams can gobble up deep flies if the wind turns. For Detroit, they’ll need to keep those Baltimore bats quiet and avoid the big inning. Any slip — any crack in the dam — and the Orioles’ bats can make you pay in a hurry.

So gather ‘round, folks — bring your scorecards and your transistor radios. This is Red Barber sayin’ we’re all set for a crisp autumn battle under these Iowa skies. The 2013 Orioles and the 1996 Tigers — two proud franchises, two different paths, but both looking for a ticket to dreamland. Pull up a seat, settle in, and let’s play ball!”
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Tigers Roar In As Cinderella
Club With 109 Losses Stun Orioles And Field



Game 1
At Camden Yards
1996 Detroit Tigers 3
2013 Baltimore Orioles 5
WP: W. Chen (1-0) LP: A. Sager (0-1) S: J. Johnson (1)
HR: M. Nieves (1), C. Davis (1)
POG: Chris Davis (3-4, HR, 2B, 4 RBI, R)
2013 Orioles Lead Series 1-0

Well, how do you do, everybody? This is Red Barber, sittin’ high atop the press box at Oriole Park at Camden Yards on a rainy Tuesday night, where the 2013 Baltimore Orioles have opened up Series #213 in our Field of Dreams saga with a tidy 5-3 victory over the 1996 Detroit Tigers.
It was a brisk evening, 50 degrees with a steady rain falling and the wind blowin’ in from right at 9 miles per hour — but that didn’t stop Chris Davis from blowin’ one out the yard. He was the big man tonight, no question about it. Chris went 3-for-4, knocked in four runs, and put the Orioles on his broad shoulders when they needed him most.
The Tigers and their starter, A.J. Sager, held the line for three innings until the bottom of the third when Davis stepped to the plate. There were two out, the bases had two men aboard, and Davis got a changeup that just hung up there like a piñata — and he swung at it with all the gusto he could muster. That ball sailed over the fence for a three-run homer, and the Baltimore bench erupted. That made it 4-0, and the Birds never really looked back.Wei-Yin Chen took the mound for Baltimore and turned in a workmanlike seven innings — six hits, three runs, six strikeouts. He bent a little in the fourth when Melvin Nieves cranked a two-run homer for Detroit, but Chen never broke. Tommy Hunter and Jim Johnson came in to slam the door, with Johnson gettin’ the save despite a bit of traffic in the ninth.Detroit tried to claw back late — a pair of doubles and some hustle gave them a chance — but the Birds’ gloves were crisp and the pitching did enough. Let me tip my cap to Nieves for Detroit; he went 2-for-4 with all three Tiger RBI, but they just couldn’t get the big hit when they needed it. So the Orioles take Game 1, and in a best-of-seven, that first win always feels sweet. Buck Showalter, the Baltimore skipper, summed it up just right — “Winning is hard sometimes. This one was nice to get."

Game 2
At Camden Yards
1996 Detroit Tigers 4
2013 Baltimore Orioles 2
WP: O. Olivares (1-0) LP: M. Gonzalez (0-1) S: M. Myers (1)
HR: C. Pride (1), C. Fielder 2 (2)
POG: Curtis Pride (2-2. HR, 2 RBI, R, 2 BB)
Series Tied 1-1

Well, friends, pull up a chair and let ol’ Red tell ya how this one played out under cloudy October skies in Baltimore. The Detroit Tigers of 1996 have evened up this best-of-seven Field of Dreams affair, toppling the 2013 Orioles by a score of 4 to 2 here at Camden Yards. Curtis Pride, the pride indeed of Detroit tonight, was the straw that stirred the drink. In the top of the third inning, with one on and one out, Pride stepped in and got every bit of a Miguel Gonzalez fastball — sent that horsehide sailing over the right field wall for a two-run shot that put the Tigers ahead 3-nothing. He finished his evening a perfect 2-for-2 with two walks, reaching base every time he stepped up. Not bad for a man whose bat did all the talking tonight. And don’t overlook big Cecil Fielder either — the big fella went yard twice himself, once in the first and again in the fourth, showing that the Tigers could match Baltimore’s big bats swing for swing. Detroit put up eight hits and made ‘em count. Meanwhile, the Orioles made things interesting late, putting together a pair in the sixth to draw within two, but that was all she wrote. Omar Olivares got the win for Detroit, working into the seventh before handing it off to the pen. Mike Myers shut the door in the ninth to pick up the save. Plenty of base runners for Baltimore — they scattered twelve hits — but they just couldn’t string ‘em together when it mattered. You gotta tip your hat to the Tigers’ defense too — they turned two crisp double plays that shut the door on any Oriole uprising. So, this old series shifts now to Tiger Stadium in Detroit with the series tied at one apiece. Game 3’s on Friday, and folks, if tonight is any clue, we got ourselves a real humdinger of a battle brewing.

Game 3
At Tiger Stadium
2013 Baltimore Orioles 5
1996 Detroit Tigers 6 (11 inn)
WP: G. keagle (1-0) LP: T. Hunter (0-1)
HR: M. Wieters (1), C. Davis (2), M. Nieves (2), B. Higginson (1), T. Fryman (1)
POG: Chris Tillman (7.2 IP, 6 H, 5 ER, 1 BB, 6 K, 102 P)
1996 Tigers Lead Series 2-1

Well now, pull up a chair and get cozy, ‘cause we’ve had ourselves a real barnburner tonight in Detroit, yes sir! Under the lights at old Tiger Stadium, the 1996 Tigers gave their hometown faithful something to remember, pulling out a 6-to-5 thriller over the 2013 Orioles in eleven innings. Detroit’s bats were silent early — the O’s built themselves a lead behind Chris Tillman, who looked every bit the part of a stopper. He spun seven and two-thirds innings and left with his club up, but these Tigers, they’re the come-from-behind sort.Down 4-to-nothing at one point, the Tigers clawed back — Bobby Higginson launched a two-run homer in the sixth, Melvin Nieves added a solo blast in the seventh, and then in the eighth, they tied it up with Curtis Pride driving in another pair. Just grit and grind, inning by inning. Baltimore didn’t roll over — Matt Wieters banged out a solo shot in the eighth, and Brian Roberts was all over the yard with three hits and two RBIs. But the Tigers just kept answering the bell. Both bullpens traded zeros deep into extras — and when we got to the bottom of the eleventh, that’s when Travis Fryman stepped up and sent the folks home happy. A solo shot down the left field line — the ol’ girl Tiger Stadium shook from the roof down, and the boys in the dugout poured out like schoolkids at recess. So with this win, the Detroit Tigers of 1996 now hold a 2-games-to-1 advantage in this best-of-seven Field of Dreams set. Game 4 is set for tomorrow right back here at the corner of Michigan and Trumbull, and these Tigers will be looking to push the Orioles to the brink. So long from Tiger Stadium — and remember, baseball’s a game where the unexpected’s just waiting to jump out at ya. This is Red Barber sayin’, good night everybody.

Game 4
At Tiger Stadium
2013 Baltimore Orioles 6
1996 Detroit Tigers 5
WP: Z. Britton (1-0) LP: F. Lira (0-1) S: P. Strop (1)
HR: M. Wieters (2), B. Roberts (1), A. Jones (1), T. Clark (1), M. Nieves (3)
POG: Zack Britton (6 IP, 3 H, 1 ER, 5 BB, 3 K, 102 P)
Series Tied 2-2

From atop the grandstand here at Tiger Stadium, this is Red Barber. Well, folks, we’ve got ourselves a tight one in this Field of Dreams series, and now it’s all even once again — the Baltimore 2013 Orioles have clipped the Detroit 1996 Tigers, 6 to 5, tying this best-of-seven at two games apiece on a brisk October night in Detroit.The Orioles came out swinging like a house afire, and they wasted no time. Adam Jones, that strong center fielder, gave the Birds a lift with a mighty three-run home run in the very first inning off Felipe Lira, putting Baltimore in control early. It was Jones again setting the tone — he added a single later to cap off his night, a fine bit of work under pressure. Matt Wieters and Brian Roberts chipped in with long balls of their own — Wieters with a two-run shot in the sixth, Roberts solo in the eighth — all of it adding up to just enough cushion for skipper Buck Showalter’s bullpen to hang on by their fingernails. And they needed every run, because this Detroit club didn’t go down without raising the roof. Down 6-1 heading into the bottom of the eighth, the Tigers roared to life with a pinch-hit two-run homer by Tony Clark, and Marcus Nieves followed with a blast of his own to make it a one-run ballgame. But when it mattered most, Pedro Strop came in to slam the door, coaxing a harmless grounder to seal the deal and preserve the win for Zack Britton, who turned in six gritty innings of three-hit ball, walking five but stranding Tiger after Tiger. The series now swings on a knife’s edge. The Baltimore bats have found their rhythm, but this Detroit lineup can thunder back in the blink of an eye — just ask Darren O’Day, who watched two baseballs sail into the seats in that wild eighth inning.
So, as these two clubs ready themselves for a pivotal Game 5 tomorrow night right here at Tiger Stadium, all tied up two games apiece, you can bet the chatter in the dugouts will be about tightening up that bullpen and cashing in those runners in scoring position.
That’s how it went — a back-and-forth affair under chilly October skies, with the wind blowing out and the nerves blowing in. From Tiger Stadium, this is Red Barber, signing off — we’ll see you tomorrow for what’s sure to be a hot one with this Field of Dreams series now all square!

Game 5
At Tiger Stadium
2013 Baltimore Orioles 1
1996 Detroit Tigers 8
WP: A. Sager (1-1) LP: W. Chen (1-1)
HR: C. Pride (2), T. Fryman (2)
POG: AJ Sager (8 IP, 5 H, 0 ER, 2 BB, 6 K, 114 P)
1996 Tigers Lead Series 3-2

Well now, this old barnstorming Field of Dreams series takes another turn, folks. From the Motor City under clear skies and a brisk 46 degrees at Tiger Stadium, the 1996 Detroit Tigers rose up and roared in Game 5.
Behind the steady hand of A.J. Sager, the Tigers seized the moment and maybe the momentum. Sager, cool as the breeze blowing out to left, spun eight scoreless frames, scattering five Baltimore knocks while striking out six. He gave that old crowd something to cheer about, you can bet your bottom dollar on that.
Big Cecil Fielder knocked in three runs, showing the power that made him a terror in the ‘90s. Travis Fryman chipped in with a big fly of his own, and the Tigers made Wei-Yin Chen’s night a rough one, pounding him for six runs before the fourth was out. Detroit banged out thirteen hits, spread the damage around, and never let the Orioles breathe easy.
When the dust settled, Detroit 8, Baltimore 1. That puts the Tigers up three games to two, folks, as this tussle now packs up and rolls back east to Camden Yards. The Orioles faithful will be waiting, their boys with their backs against the barn wall. Chris Davis, Adam Jones and the rest of that Baltimore bunch better find their lumber in a hurry if they want this dream to last. Game 6 — Tuesday night under the lights in Baltimore — promises to be a barn burner. The Tigers can smell a series win. The Orioles, well, they’re lookin’ to make sure there’s still baseball come Game 7. From Tiger Stadium to Oriole Park we go. That’s the tale tonight. This is Red Barber, sayin’ so long for now, and we’ll see you back on the grass and under the lights for the next chapter in this Field of Dreams.

Game 6
At Camden Yards
1996 Detroit Tigers 8
2013 Baltimore Orioles 5
WP: O. Olivares (2-0) LP: M. Gonzalez (0-2) S: M. Myers (2)
HR: M. Nieves (4), C. Fielder (3), T. Fryman (3)
POG: Omar Olivares (6.1 IP, 5 H, 1 ER, 2 BB, 6 K, 108 P)

Well, how do you like that, folks? Under the bright lights of Camden Yards on a crisp October evening, the Detroit Tigers of 1996 took matters into their own hands and wrapped up Series #213 with an 8 to 5 triumph over the Baltimore Orioles of 2013. That’s the old story in baseball — hit ‘em early, pitch ‘em late, and hold your breath in between.
The Tigers wasted no time tonight, jumping all over Baltimore starter Miguel Gonzalez for five runs in less than three innings. Cecil Fielder — oh, big Cecil, what a man he’s been all series long — belted a towering solo shot in the ninth, his third home run of the series, just to remind everyone who was boss. Travis Fryman wasn’t to be forgotten either, launching a two-run blast in the fifth, while Melvin Nieves got the fireworks going with a two-run homer of his own back in the third.
Omar Olivares, the veteran right-hander, got the ball for Detroit and turned in a gutty effort. He scattered five hits over six and a third innings, striking out six Orioles along the way. The Baltimore boys tried to make it interesting late — they pushed across three runs in the eighth with Matt Wieters doubling in two — but Mike Myers came in to shut the door in the ninth, earning his second save of the series.
For the Orioles, there was simply too much left undone. Eleven men stranded, three twin killings turned by the Tigers, and an outfield assist by Kimera Bartee to cut down Wieters at the plate — well, that’s how you end a season in heartbreak, I reckon.
And so it’s the Detroit 1996 Tigers who stand tall tonight, hoisting their first Field of Dreams crown, taking the series four games to two. Cecil Fielder, fittingly, walks away with the MVP honors, slugging three homers and driving in six over the six-game tilt.
There’ll be a parade down Michigan Avenue soon enough, but tonight these Tigers can roar in Baltimore all they please. They earned it fair and square — better bats, sharper gloves, and just enough pitching to make the difference. That’s baseball, folks. From Oriole Park at Camden Yards, this is Red Barber signing off — pull up a chair next time, and we’ll see who walks out of the cornfield next.

1996 Detroit Tigers Win Series 4 Games To 2

Series MVP:

(.440, 3 HR, 5 RBI, 4 R, .517 OBP, 1.357 OPS)

[Nick Soulis]

Series #214



1946 Chicago Cubs
Record: 82-71
Finish: 3rd in NL
Manager: Charlie Grimm
Ball Park: Wrigley Field
WAR Leader: Johnny Schmitz (5.2)
Franchise Record: 10-7
1946 Season Record: 2-1
Hall of Famers: (1)
https://www.baseball-reference.com/teams/CHC/1946.shtml

1949 Pittsburgh Pirates
Record: 71-83
Finish: 6th in NL
Manager: Billy Meyer
Ball Park: Forbes Field
WAR Leader: Ralph Kiner (8.1)
Franchise Record: 12-11
1949 Season Record: 3-2
Hall of Famers: (1)
https://www.baseball-reference.com/teams/PIT/1949.shtml
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Harry Caray will be doing this series:

“Holy Cow! Welcome to beautiful Wrigley Field, everybody — it’s a perfect day for baseball, and we’re ready to kick off Series number 214 in the Field of Dreams with two old National League rivals, the 1946 Chicago Cubs and the 1949 Pittsburgh Pirates. You can feel the ghosts of Tinker, Evers, and Chance whisperin’ through the ivy today!

Now, these 1946 Cubs, they’re a scrappy bunch. They’re led by Phil Cavarretta, who’s just comin’ off an MVP season not long ago, and boy can he swing the bat and pick it over at first base. You’ve got Andy Pafko patrollin’ center field like a hawk — don’t even think about tagging up on ‘Handy Andy’! And don’t forget about Stan Hack — he’s as steady at third as they come.

On the bump, the Cubs have some arms that can fool ya — look out for Claude Passeau or Hank Wyse, whichever one gets the nod to start this opener. They’ll need to keep these Pirates honest, because this Pittsburgh club’s got some pop!

The 1949 Pirates bring in Ralph Kiner, the home run king of the National League. He’s got that big swing that could put one up onto Waveland Avenue if the wind’s blowin’ out. Wally Westlake’s got a good stick too, and Danny Murtaugh knows how to get on base and stir up some trouble on the paths.

Both these teams play gritty baseball, they’ll bunt, hit-and-run, steal a bag when you’re not lookin’. It’s gonna come down to who can keep the ball in the park and who can take advantage of these Wrigley winds.

So pull up a chair, grab a cold one, and settle in, folks. Cubs and Pirates, best-of-seven, the ghosts of the Friendly Confines are restless and ready. I’ll be right here with ya every step of the way.

Holy Cow! Let’s play ball!”
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Friendly Confines, Fierce Resolve
Cubs Make Series Look Easy In 5



Game 1
At Wrigley Field
1949 Pittsburgh Pirates.............1
1946 Chicago Cubs...................7
WP: J. Schmitz (1-0) LP: C. Chambers (0-1)
HR: None
POG: Johnny Schmitz (7.2 IP, 4 H, 0 ER, 5 BB, 4 K, 133 P)
1946 Cubs Lead Series 1-0

Holy Cow! What a beautiful day for baseball here at the friendly confines of Wrigley Field, folks! I’m Harry Caray, and if you’re just tuning in — you missed a good ol’ fashioned Cubs win!
The Chicago Cubs of 1946 came out swingin’ today, toppling the 1949 Pittsburgh Pirates by a score of 7 to 1. Johnny Schmitz — oh, baby! — what a performance! Seven and two-thirds innings of crafty left-handed work, scattering just four hits and wriggling outta trouble like a magician. He’s our Player of the Game and boy, he earned every bit of that ovation from these North Side faithful. The Pirates actually struck first, puttin’ up a lone run in the opening frame, but after that? Zip! Nada! The Cubbies came right back in the bottom of the second with two runs, then added one more in the third, and tacked on insurance in the fifth and the seventh. Phil Cavarretta had himself a day, folks — two hits, two RBIs — and a big double that got this place rockin’. And how about Stan Hack? Two runs, two hits — the top of this Cubs lineup just kept pushin’ the pressure. On the other side, it was a rough go for Cliff Chambers and that Pirates defense — four errors today, you just can’t do that at Wrigley Field and expect to win.
This crowd of 38,832 braved that crisp October breeze and they were treated to an old-fashioned Wrigley Field victory, complete with that wind blowin’ out to right! So the Cubs take Game 1, leadin’ the series one game to none, and they’ll be right back at it tomorrow afternoon. If today’s any hint, the Pirates better tighten it up if they wanna head home with a split. This is Harry Caray sayin’ — Holy Cow! Cubs win, Cubs win! See you tomorrow at the ol’ ballpark!

Game 2
At Wrigley Field
1949 Pittsburgh Pirates 2
1946 Chicago Cubs 4
WP: P. Erickson (1-0) LP: B. Werle (0-1)
HR: W. Westlake (1)
POG: Paul Erickson (9 IP, 5 H, 2 ER, 2 BB, 7 K, 121 P)
1946 Cubs Lead Series 2-0

Holy cow! Hello everybody — Harry Caray here from beautiful Wrigley Field, where the Chicago Cubs of 1946 have just taken Game 2 of this Field of Dreams showdown, knocking off the Pittsburgh Pirates of 1949 by a score of 4 to 2.You know, folks, it was a bit of a rocky start — Paul Erickson gave up that two-run homer to Wally Westlake in the top of the first, and you could hear a pin drop in the bleachers. But did he let it rattle him? No sir! That ol’ right-hander buckled down, settled in, and threw a complete game gem — nine innings, seven strikeouts, and not a single Pirate crossed the plate after that first inning. That’s the kind of grit that makes you a hero on the North Side! And how about the Cubbies’ bats? Twelve hits on the day! Andy Pafko was flying around the bases — three hits for the kid, scoring two of the Cubs’ four runs. Stan Hack kept the line moving with a couple of knocks himself, and the big blows came late: Phil Cavarretta with a two-out RBI double in the fourth to get ‘em on the board, and then more two-out thunder in the fifth and sixth to push the Cubs ahead for good.
I gotta tip my hat to Bill Werle for the Pirates — the kid threw 138 pitches and battled all afternoon, but this Cubs lineup just kept finding holes. And now, with a 2-0 series lead, these North Siders are packing their bags for Pittsburgh, looking to slam the door at old Forbes Field.
So grab your peanuts, your Cracker Jack, and maybe a nice cold one — because this Field of Dreams series is heating up like a summer day on Addison Street. We’ll see you in Pittsburgh for Game 3! Holy cow!

Game 3
At Forbes Field
1946 Chicago Cubs 2
1949 Pittsburgh Pirates 5
WP: M. Dickson (1-0) LP: H. Borowy (0-1)
HR: E. Bovkman (1)
POG: Murry Dickson (9 IP, 9 H, 2 ER, 1 BB, 2 K, 141 P)
1946 Cubs Lead Series 2-1

Holy cow! Hi everybody — Harry Caray here, bringing you the wrap-up from historic Forbes Field, where the Pittsburgh Pirates of 1949 just showed they’ve still got plenty of fight left in ‘em, taking down our Chicago Cubs of 1946 by a score of 5 to 2 in Game 3 of this Field of Dreams series! Boy oh boy, you talk about a ballgame that turned on a dime — the Cubbies jumped out in front early with a pair in the second, and you thought, “Hey, maybe we’re gonna run away with this one.” But the Pirates had other ideas. Murry Dickson, that wiry right-hander for Pittsburgh, went the distance — that’s nine innings for you folks keeping score at home — scattering nine hits and keeping the Cubs off the scoreboard the rest of the afternoon. The big blast came off the bat of Eddie Bockman — two on, two out in the fourth, and boom! That ball was outta here, a two-run homer to left that put the Bucs up for good. Bockman finished with two hits on the day, and you could tell the Pirates were feeding off that spark. Meanwhile, Hank Borowy for the Cubs just couldn’t find his groove. He got touched up for seven hits and five earned runs through six innings, and that was all she wrote. The bullpen did their job to keep us close, but the bats just couldn’t break through when it mattered most — left ten men on base today! You can’t win a ballgame doing that. So the Pirates cut the series lead to 2-1, and they’ve got that Pittsburgh crowd believing they can even this thing up tomorrow. We’ll be back right here at Forbes Field for Game 4 — bring your peanuts, your cracker jack, maybe even a raincoat, who knows with this Pittsburgh weather — but one thing’s for sure: this Field of Dreams series just got a whole lot more interesting! This is Harry Caray saying so long for now — and holy cow, what a series!

Game 4
At Forbes Field
1946 Chicago Cubs 4
1949 Pittsburgh Pirates 1 (10 inn)
WP: C. Passaue (1-0) LP: B. Chesnes (0-1) S: H. Bithom (1)
HR: None
POG: Claude Passeau (9 IP, 5 H, 0 ER, 2 BB, 1 K, 122 P)
1946 Cubs Lead Series 3-1

If you love extra innings, pitching duels, and good ol’ fashioned nail-biters — well, pull up a chair and crack open a cold one, because the 1946 Chicago Cubs just outlasted the 1949 Pittsburgh Pirates here at Forbes Field, 4-1 in ten innings! Claude Passeau was nothin’ short of magnificent today — nine big innings of work, holdin’ the Pirates to just five hits and one unearned run. He had those Bucs off balance all afternoon long. And when he handed it over to Hi Bithorn in the tenth, the Cubs finished the job like pros. But how about the way this one ended, folks? For six innings it was goose eggs galore on that scoreboard, and then the Cubs scraped one across in the seventh. The Pirates tied it in the eighth, and then — boom! — the North Siders said, ‘Enough’s enough!’ Clyde McCullough cracked that huge triple in the tenth with the bases full — three RBIs right there! You talk about clutch! The man’s batting over .300 this series, and he came up big when it mattered most. Credit too to guys like Stan Hack and Phil Cavarretta, who worked the count, drew some big walks, and made those Pirate pitchers sweat all day. And a tip of the cap to Virgil Lombardi for the Pirates — eight innings, only one earned run before things unraveled for ‘em. Now, the Cubs are sittin’ pretty, up 3 games to 1 in this best-of-seven, just one win away from movin’ on in this Field of Dreams classic. They’ll be back at it tomorrow right here in Pittsburgh — and if today’s any clue, you can bet they’ll come out swingin’.
So from Forbes Field — this is Harry Caray sayin’ so long, everybody! And hey — let’s get those Cubbies back home with this series in their pocket. Holy cow!”

Game 5
At Forbes Field
1946 Chicago Cubs 12
1949 Pittsburgh Pirates 9
WP: E. Kush (1-0) LP: B. Chesnes (0-2) S: H. Wyse (1)
HR: D. Restelli (1), W. Westlake (2)
POG: Bobby Sturgeon (3-6, 3B, 5 RBI, R)

Will ya look at that, Cubs fans — the 1946 Chicago Cubs are takin’ the whole thing home! They’ve done it here at Forbes Field, beating the Pirates 12 to 9 in a game that felt more like a heavyweight fight than a ballgame!
Right outta the gate, the Cubbies set the tone — Stan Hack, how about him?! A triple in the first, three runs scored on the day, and four hits. He’s been hotter than a two-dollar pistol all series long! And Bobby Sturgeon, folks — five big RBIs today, capping off a series where he was tougher than a two-day old bagel. He’s your Player of the Game, no doubt about it! Now don’t forget Andy Pafko — ol’ Andy’s been all over this field like a kid at a candy store. Two more hits today, another RBI, and he’s your Series MVP. You bet your sweet bippy he earned it! That triple in the eighth just put the Pirates right back in their place when they thought they might sneak back in. Now it wasn’t all smooth sailing, lemme tell ya. Schmitz started it, but the bullpen — whew! Meyer coughed up three runs in one inning, but Kush, Bithorn, and Wyse — they slammed the door like a Chicago winter wind.
Twenty hits for the Cubs today! Twenty! They were sprayin’ that ball all over Forbes Field like they owned the joint. And look, the Pirates didn’t make it easy. Westlake’s three-run homer in the seventh — I thought we’d need oxygen tanks in the booth!
But when the final out settled in, it was the Cubs on top. Twelve runs, twenty hits, a whole lotta beer gonna be flowing back in Chicago tonight. And get this — this is the first title in franchise history for these ’46 boys in our little Field of Dreams world.
So here’s to ya, Chicago — pop the corks, break out the Old Style, and somebody keep an eye on Andy Pafko tonight! This city’s got itself a winner — and ol’ Harry Caray couldn’t be happier to see it!
Holy cow — Cubs win the series! Cubs win the Series #214! Goodnight, everybody!

1946 Chicago Cubs Win Series 4 Games To 1

Series MVP:

(.444, 3 RBI, 4 R, 1 2B, 1 3B, .500 OBP, 1.111 OPS)

[Nick Soulis]

Season #215



2001 Philadelphia Phillies
Record: 86-76
Finish: 2nd in NL East
Manager: Larry Bowa
Ball Park: Veterans Stadium
WAR Leader: Scott Rolen (5.6)
Franchise record; 6-15
2001 Season Record: 2-3
Hall of Famers: (1)
https://www.baseball-reference.com/teams/PHI/2001.shtml

1974 Houston Astros
Record: 81-81
Finish: 4th in NL West
Manager: Preston Gomez
Ball Park: Astrodome
WAR Leader: Cesar Cedeno (5.8)
Franchise Record: 2-3
1974 Season Record: 2-3
Hall of Famers: (0)
https://www.baseball-reference.com/teams/HOU/1974.shtml
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Tim McCarver will be covering this series:

Hello, everybody — Tim McCarver here, and welcome to what promises to be another memorable best-of-seven here in the Field of Dreams. This time, we’ve got the 2001 Philadelphia Phillies hosting the 1974 Houston Astros — two clubs that may be separated by nearly three decades but share one thing in common: both have something to prove on this timeless stage.

Let’s start with the Phillies. Managed by Larry Bowa, the 2001 club came into the new millennium with a chip on their shoulder, trying to break out of a decade of mediocrity. They’ve got pop and they’ve got speed. Bobby Abreu is the name you’ll hear a lot — a complete hitter with a beautiful swing, dangerous in the gaps and on the bases. Pat Burrell can change a game with one swing, and Scott Rolen, if he’s healthy, anchors that infield with his Gold Glove defense and underrated power bat. The rotation is solid too, led by Robert Person and Randy Wolf — crafty lefties and righties who won’t overpower you but can spot the ball and keep hitters honest.

And then there’s the ’74 Houston Astros. A gritty team from an era when the Astrodome loomed large over the National League. These Astros bring speed, defense, and pitching. Cesar Cedeño might be the most exciting player in this matchup — a true five-tool talent, equally comfortable hitting line drives, stealing a bag, or tracking down a ball in center field. On the mound, look for guys like Don Wilson and Larry Dierker to set the tone. They’ll rely on movement, location, and that old-school toughness that defined mid-’70s Astros baseball.

Defensively, this could be a treat. Both teams can pick it, both outfields have good range, and neither club is going to give away extra bases without a fight.

So, what’s the key? For Philadelphia, it’s getting timely hits and keeping their bullpen out of trouble — that unit could be the difference between advancing or going home. For Houston, it’s about scratching out runs any way they can. Small ball, aggressive baserunning, taking the extra base — they have to make the Phillies play tight.

The setting? The Field of Dreams, where decades vanish, and the grass always seems a little greener. This one feels like it could go the distance. Buckle up, folks — we’ve got modern bats against vintage arms, and I can’t wait to see who steps up.

For now, I’m Tim McCarver — enjoy the series, everybody.
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Phinal Answer: Phillies Seal Series in Classic Fashion
Abreu Leads Charge As Houston No Match



Game 1
At Veterans Stadium
1974 Houston Astros 3
2001 Philadelphia Phillies 5
WP: E. Vosberg (1-0) LP: L. Dierker (0-1) S: J. Mesa (1)
HR: L. May (1), B. Abreu (1), T. Lee (1)
POG: Bobby Abreu (2-3, HR, 2B, RBI, 3 R, BB)
2001 Phillies Lead Series 1-0

Well, folks, Game 1 is in the books, and the 2001 Philadelphia Phillies have taken the early edge in this best-of-seven series with a 5–3 win over the 1974 Houston Astros here at the Vet. What a fun one to kick things off — and if this is any sign of how this series is going to play out, we’re in for quite a ride.
The story tonight was right fielder Bobby Abreu, who was simply sensational. You saw him do it all: a solo home run in the sixth to tie the game at 3–3, a double, a walk — and perhaps more importantly, he scored three of Philadelphia’s five runs. He was always in the middle of the rallies. That’s what stars do in October — or in this case, in our timeless Field of Dreams — they shine when the lights are bright.
And how about that big swing by Pat Burrell in the eighth? Down to his last strike, he takes an 0–2 curveball from Larry Dierker and just shoots it back up the middle for the go-ahead RBI. Those are the kind of clutch at-bats that can change the tone of a series.
Let’s not overlook the pitching. Randy Wolf for the Phillies gave his club a chance, going seven innings, giving up three runs — including that big two-run homer by Lee May in the fifth that put the Astros ahead for a bit. But Wolf settled down, and then the bullpen did the rest. Ed Vosberg and Jose Mesa closed the door. That’s exactly the formula Philadelphia manager Jim Smith wants to see: keep the game close, hand it to the bullpen, and let the bats do enough to push it across the finish line.
For Houston, Larry Dierker gave them length, but he’ll want a couple of pitches back — the solo shots to Travis Lee and Abreu made the difference. They’ll need more offense than just Lee May’s power next time out. The Astros had chances: they left seven men on base, including some opportunities late when the game was still up for grabs.The Phillies now lead the series 1–0, and momentum’s a funny thing in these matchups. The Astros know they can’t fall into a hole here. They’ve got to find a way to scratch out a win tomorrow, or they’ll be chasing the whole way.

Game 2
At Veterans Stadium
1974 Houston Astros 0
2001 Philadelphia Phillies 1
WP: D. Coggin (1-0) LP: D. Roberts (0-1) S: J. Mesa (2)
HR: None
POG: Dave Coggin (8 Ip, 3 H, 0 ER, 4 BB, 3 K, 99 P)
2001 Phillies Lead Series 2-0

Well, folks, that was what you call a classic tightrope act by Dave Coggin tonight. The Philadelphia Phillies take Game 2 by the slimmest of margins — a 1-0 shutout that puts them up 2 games to none over the 1974 Houston Astros in this best-of-seven Field of Dreams series.
Let’s break it down. First off, Coggin was just outstanding. You don’t see many young arms pitch with that kind of poise in a postseason atmosphere, especially in a historical matchup like this. Eight shutout innings, only three hits allowed, and he made some big pitches when he absolutely had to. The Astros actually had traffic all night — they left nine runners on base — but every time they had a chance, Coggin just bared down and trusted his defense.
Give Mike Lieberthal credit behind the plate too. He called a smart game, and how about that two-out RBI single in the seventh? That’s the story of the night: timely hitting. That lone run came with two outs, and in a game like this, that’s what makes the difference. The Phillies only had eight hits but they made them count.
On the flip side, you’ve gotta feel for Dave Roberts and the Astros. Seven strong innings, just one run given up, but no run support. Houston turned three double plays tonight — that’s championship defense — but the bats were just ice cold when it mattered most. And look at Cesar Cedeño — still hitless for the series. If the Astros want to climb back in this thing, they’ve got to get their star in gear when they get back to the Astrodome.
One other thing — the baserunning pressure by the Phillies. Three stolen bases tonight. Rollins, Abreu, Glanville — they forced Houston to keep looking over their shoulders. That disrupts the pitcher’s rhythm, and in a game decided by one run, that’s huge.
So now the series shifts to the Astrodome for Game 3, and the Phillies have all the momentum. But don’t sleep on these Astros, folks — that’s a scrappy bunch. They’ll be back home, they’ll have that big dome roof over their heads, and they’ll look to claw their way back.
For now, though, the story is Dave Coggin — he was just magnificent. One of the better big-game pitching performances we’ve seen yet in this Field of Dreams project.

Game 3
At Astrodome
2001 Philadelphia Phillies 7
1974 Houston Astros 1
WP: B. Duckworth (1-0) LP: T. Griffin (0-1)
HR: P. Burrell (1)
POG: Brandon Duckworth (5 IP, 7 H, 1 ER, 3 BB, 3 K, 99 P)
2001 Phillies Lead Series 3-0

Well folks, if there was any doubt about the momentum of this series, the 2001 Philadelphia Phillies just erased it under the lights of the Astrodome. They came into Houston tonight with confidence, and left with a commanding 3-0 lead in this best-of-seven matchup after dismantling the 1974 Astros, 7-1.
Let me tell you about Brandon Duckworth — the young right-hander was in control from the start. His line may not scream dominance — 5 innings, 7 hits, 1 run — but it was his poise in traffic that impressed me most. Duckworth stranded runners inning after inning and never let the Astros get comfortable. He earned Player of the Game honors, and rightfully so.
Offensively, the Phillies did their damage early and often. Travis Lee got them on the board in the top of the first with a sac fly, and it only built from there. Scott Rolen ripped a double in the third, and Pat Burrell — oh boy — unloaded a solo homer in the sixth that absolutely stunned the crowd here. They kept the pressure on Houston starter Tom Griffin, who struggled to locate all night, allowing five runs in just five innings.
The Phillies lineup is just grinding at-bats. Marlon Anderson had two hits and scored twice, Doug Glanville sprayed a pair of hits around, and even Duckworth got in on the action with a single before being lifted for pinch-hitter Rob Ducey, who drove in two more with a sharp single. That’s what we call lineup depth, my friends.
Meanwhile, the Astros just couldn’t get the big hit. Cesar Cedeño and Lee May combined for four hits, but Houston left 10 men on base — including squandering a bases-loaded threat in the third. Their frustration was visible. These aren’t the same Astros who fought so hard in the regular season.And let’s not overlook the Phillies’ bullpen — Cliff Politte and Vicente Padilla slammed the door shut with four scoreless innings, allowing just one hit combined. That's how you finish a ballgame.

Game 4
At Astrodome
2001 Philadelphia Phillies 3
1974 Houston Astros 4
WP: K. Forsch (1-0) LP: J. Mesa (0-1)
HR: C. Johnson (1)
POG: Don Wilson (7.1 IP, 6 H, 3 ER, 4 BB, 6 K, 113 P)
2001 Phillies Lead Series 3-1

The Houston 1974 Astros refused to let their season end quietly, delivering a spine-tingling, walk-off victory in front of a roaring Astrodome crowd. Cliff Johnson’s pinch-hit, two-run home run in the bottom of the ninth lifted the Astros to a dramatic 4-3 win over the Philadelphia 2001 Phillies, extending the series and keeping Houston’s hopes alive.
Trailing 3-2 entering the ninth, the Astros mounted one final rally against Phillies closer José Mesa. Roger Metzger led off with a walk, and after a flyout by Tommy Helms, manager Jim Smith called on Johnson to pinch-hit. On an 0-1 pitch, Johnson launched a towering drive deep into the left-field seats—his first hit of the series, and one that will live in Houston postseason lore. “I was just looking for something I could drive,” Johnson said postgame. “He gave me a fastball, and I didn’t miss it.”
The walk-off blast erased what had been a stellar effort by Phillies starter Paul Byrd and reliever Robert Person. Byrd went six innings and allowed two earned runs, while Person pitched two perfect frames to bridge to the ninth. But Mesa couldn’t seal the deal, suffering both a blown save and the loss. Don Wilson, the Astros’ stoic ace, was masterful in his Game 4 start. He went 7.1 innings, allowing just six hits and three earned runs, keeping the Phillies’ bats mostly quiet until a three-run outburst in the eighth. Keith Forsch, despite blowing the save in relief, picked up the win thanks to Johnson’s heroics.
“Don kept his poise and got the job done,” said manager Smith. “And Cliff? That’s a big-time moment.”
Philadelphia had taken the lead with a furious eighth-inning rally, highlighted by Travis Lee’s bases-clearing double off Forsch. But that momentum was short-lived, as Johnson's swing flipped the script.
Jimmy Rollins and Marlon Anderson each had two hits for Philadelphia, while Bobby Abreu added a double and a walk. Houston’s offense was evenly spread, with Cesar Cedeno, Metzger, and Lee May all contributing key hits. With the victory, Houston trims the Phillies’ series lead to 3-1 and lives to fight another day. Game 5 will take place tomorrow at the Astrodome, with the Astros looking to keep the pressure on and the Phillies hoping to close out the series on the road.

Game 5
At Astrodome
2001 Philadelphia Phillies 14
1974 Houston Astros 3
WP: R. Wolf (1-0) LP: L. Dierker (0-2)
HR: None
POG: Bobby Abreu (5-6, 2B, 6 RBI, 3 R)

Well, folks… this one wasn’t just a win — it was a declaration. The 2001 Philadelphia Phillies came into the Astrodome tonight with one goal: end it. And boy, did they ever. Four runs in the first inning? That’s called grabbing the game by the throat. Bobby Abreu was the heartbeat once again — 5-for-6, 6 RBIs, a stolen base, and a sense of command every time he stepped into the box. He finishes this series hitting .588 — and if there was any doubt, it’s now gone: Abreu is your Field of Dreams Series #215 MVP. Rightfully so. Let me tell you something about Bobby Abreu: he doesn’t just hit — he performs. Every swing tonight felt like a message. That two-run double in the fifth? A dagger. The single to start the rally in the seventh? Cold-blooded. When you're playing in a close-out game and your star is this locked in, you start planning the parade route by the seventh inning.
And let’s not overlook the guy on the mound. Randy Wolf was superb. Seven-and-a-third innings, just two hits allowed, eight strikeouts, and he never let Houston breathe. He worked the inside edge, got weak contact, and most importantly — pitched with conviction. That's how you silence 48,000 inside the Dome.
Now for Houston — this was a team that showed grit in Game 4 with that walk-off from Cliff Johnson, but tonight, the well ran dry. Larry Dierker just didn’t have it. The Phillies were all over him from the jump, and from that point on, it was all about damage control… which never came.
Let me say this clearly: Philadelphia earned this one. This was a team win. Jimmy Rollins sparked the top of the order with three hits and two stolen bases, Travis Lee kept driving in runs, and Doug Glanville doubled in three more just for good measure.
As Jim Palmer said earlier tonight — sometimes, talent meets timing. And the Phillies were dialed in at the perfect time.

2001 Philadelphia Phillies Win Series 4 Games To 1

Series MVP:

(10/17, 7 R, 3 2B, 1 HR, 8 RBI, 3 SB, .682 OBP, .941 SLG)

[Nick Soulis]

Series #216



2000 Seattle Mariners
Record: 91-71
Finish: Lost in ALCS
Manager: Lou Piniella
Ball Park: Safeco Field
Franchise Record: 4-4
2000 Season Record: 1-2
WAR Leader: Alex Rodriguez (10.4)
Hall of Famers: (2)
https://www.baseball-reference.com/teams/SEA/2000.shtml

1994 Milwaukee Brewers
Record: 53-62
Finish: 5th in AL Central
Manager: Phil Garner
Ball Park: County Stadium
WAR Leader: Ricky Bones (4.0)
Franchise Record: 3-8
1994 Season Record: 3-3
Hall of Famers: (0)
https://www.baseball-reference.com/teams/MIL/1994.shtml
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Media by Mel Allen

"Well, how about that! We’ve got ourselves a brand new matchup here in the Field of Dreams, and I don’t know about you folks, but I can’t wait to get it going. This one features a contrast of styles, talent, and eras — the 1994 Milwaukee Brewers, a scrappy, under-the-radar team from that strike-shortened season, going toe-to-toe with the 2000 Seattle Mariners, a club bursting with power, personality, and playoff pedigree.

Now the Seattle Mariners, managed by Lou Piniella, will enjoy home field advantage, and that’s no small thing. Safeco Field—ah, excuse me, the Field of Dreams version of Safeco—is a pitcher’s park, but that hasn’t stopped this 2000 team from mashing the baseball. They’ve got Alex Rodriguez in his final season with the M’s, Bret Boone showing pop, and Edgar Martinez—the professional hitter himself—still doing damage at the plate. Add Mike Cameron roaming center field and Freddy Garcia toeing the slab, and Seattle’s got a lot of reasons to be confident.

As for the Brewers, well, this 1994 squad is one of those forgotten gems. Phil Garner’s bunch never got to see the season through thanks to the strike, but they had something going. Greg Vaughn could launch ‘em into orbit, John Jaha had power to all fields, and don't forget about Kevin Seitzer putting the ball in play. The pitching might not be overpowering, but they’ve got Cal Eldred and Ricky Bones ready to grind out innings, and if they can hang in games, watch out—this team could sneak up on you.

Now this Field of Dreams has seen its share of surprises—that’s baseball! And while on paper, Seattle may be the favorite, you know as well as I do that you can’t predict this game. It’ll be up to the Brewers to make the most of their chances, play smart, and try to keep that big Seattle lineup in the yard.

So settle in, folks. With Phil Rizzuto by my side calling the action, you’re going to get wit, wisdom, and a little “Holy Cow!” or two. Game 1 is coming your way from our dreamy diamond in Seattle. I’ll tell you what—that ol’ baseball magic is in the air again, and we’re all the better for it.

Stay tuned—we’ve got a good one coming up!
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Wisconsin Cheese Power
Seitzer Sizzles as Brewers Brew Up Upset Over 2000 Mariners



Game 1
At Safeco Field
1994 Milwaukee Brewers 6
2000 Seattle Mariners 2
WP: B. Scanlan (1-0) LP: A. Sele (0-1) S: A. Miranda (1)
HR: J. Jaha (1), K. Seitzer 2 (2)
POG: Kevin Seitzer (4-4, 2 HR, 3 RBI, 3 R)
2000 Mariners Lead Series 1-0

"Well how about that! The 1994 Milwaukee Brewers came into a packed Safeco Field tonight and delivered a thunderous message in Game 1 of Series #216, topping the 2000 Seattle Mariners by a score of 6 to 2 to take the early advantage in this best-of-seven matchup.
And boy, was the star of the show wearing a Brewers uniform—and playing the hot corner. That man? Kevin Seitzer, who put on an absolute clinic at the plate. Seitzer went 4-for-4, smacked two home runs, scored three times, and drove in three runs—including a go-ahead blast in the sixth inning off starter Aaron Sele that silenced the Seattle faithful. Folks, you can't do much better than that! Aaron Sele pitched well for much of the evening, giving up just two earned runs over eight innings. But his two mistakes landed in the seats off the bat of Seitzer, and that proved to be the difference. Sele finished with 4 strikeouts, no walks, but was tagged with the loss. On the other side, Bob Scanlan gave Milwaukee exactly what they needed—6.2 solid innings, scattering seven hits and striking out four, allowing just two earned runs. He danced through traffic but never broke. Lefty Angel Miranda came on in relief and nailed down the final 2.1 innings for the save, keeping the potent Mariners lineup off the board.
With the score tied at one in the sixth, Seitzer stepped in with a man on and drove a Sele pitch deep into the left-field night, making it 3–1 Brewers. In the ninth, John Jaha provided insurance with a booming 3-run homer off Kazuhiro Sasaki, who had a rough outing in relief.

Game 2
At Safeco Field
1994 Milwaukee Brewers 5
2000 Seattle Mariners 3
WP: G. lloyd (1-0) LP: K. Sasaki (0-1) S: M. Fetters (1)
HR: J. Valentin (1), E. Martinez (1)
POG: Jose Valentin (2-3, HR, 2B, 3 R, 2 BB)
1994 Brewers Lead Series 2-0

We're back in Seattle, where the 1994 Milwaukee Brewers have taken a commanding 2-0 lead in this best-of-seven Field of Dreams showdown with the 2000 Seattle Mariners, thanks to a thrilling 5-3 victory here on a crisp October night at Safeco Field.
The star of the evening? That’d be shortstop José Valentin, and mercy, what a night he had! Two hits, a home run, a double, two walks, and three runs scored. He was all over the basepaths like mustard on a hot dog, and let me tell ya — the Mariners couldn’t find an answer for him. Oh, and he even stole a base for good measure!
It was Valentin who got the Brewers on the board in the first with a leadoff double and later scored on a Kevin Seitzer double. He added a solo shot in the third — a no-doubter off Gil Meche — and then sparked the game-winning rally in the ninth with a walk and heads-up baserunning.
Seattle clawed back with two in the fourth, including an RBI double from Mike Cameron, and Edgar Martinez added a solo homer in the seventh — a majestic blast that briefly tied the ballgame at three. But in the top of the ninth, the Brewers worked the bases loaded off Kazuhiro Sasaki, and then came a patient plate approach that did the trick: a bases-loaded walk to Brian Harper, and Seitzer followed with a sharp grounder that plated two more. Just like that, the Brew Crew put up a crooked number.
Jeff Navarro worked a gritty five innings for Milwaukee, dancing in and out of trouble. Graeme Lloyd got the win with three strong innings, and Mike Fetters closed the door in the ninth — smooth as a scoop of vanilla on a summer’s day. The Mariners just couldn’t overcome three costly errors, and oh doctor, did they ever come at the wrong time. Alex Rodriguez, John Mabry, and Joe Oliver each committed misplays that extended innings and turned potential outs into Brewer opportunities.
So as this series shifts to Milwaukee County Stadium for Game 3, the pressure’s squarely on the M’s. The Brewers — a club many overlooked — now stand just two wins away from advancing, and with José Valentin swinging a hot stick, anything's possible.
From Safeco Field, this is Mel Allen saying so long for now — and don’tcha miss Game 3!

Game 3
At County Stadium
2000 Seattle Mariners 6
1994 Milwaukee Brewers 7
WP: B. Wegman (1-0) LP: J. Moyer (0-1) S: M. Fetters (2)
HR: T. Brunansky (1)
POG: Bill Wegman (6 IP, 2 H, 1 ER, 0 BB, 5 K, 92 P)
1994 Brewers Lead Series 3-0

The Milwaukee 1994 Brewers have the Seattle 2000 Mariners gasping for air as they storm to a commanding 3-0 series lead with a nail-biting 7-6 victory on a crisp evening at County Stadium. Brewers right-hander Bill Wegman was simply marvelous on the mound, tossing six innings of two-hit baseball while holding Seattle to a lone run and striking out five. The Brewers faithful roared with delight as Wegman danced through danger with precision. For his efforts, he was rightfully named Player of the Game. The drama unfolded in the bottom of the sixth. Down 1-0, Milwaukee loaded the bases, and Kevin Seitzer delivered the go-ahead blow—a sizzling 2-run double to left-center that ignited a 4-run frame. B.J. Surhoff followed with a sac bunt that kept the wheels turning, and B.J. Harper drove in two more with a clutch 2-out double.
Just one inning later, Tom Brunansky, pinch-hitting in the seventh, sent the crowd into a frenzy with a towering 2-run homer off Jamie Moyer, padding the lead to 7-1.
But the Mariners, oh, they weren’t done yet. In the top of the eighth, Seattle stormed back with five runs, thanks in part to back-to-back doubles from Mark McLemore and Alex Rodriguez, who had a two-RBI night. Suddenly, it was a one-run ballgame.
With chaos brewing, the Brewers called upon Mike Fetters, and he slammed the door with 1.1 innings of electric relief, striking out three and preserving the thrilling win.Despite a late charge from Seattle, the night belonged to the Brew Crew. Jose Valentin added two more hits to his sizzling series, and Seitzer—now batting a scorching .583—continues to be the heartbeat of Milwaukee’s attack.
One win away from an improbable sweep, the Brewers look to complete the upset tomorrow night. Will Seattle fight back, or will Milwaukee close the curtain?
From Milwaukee County Stadium, this is Mel Allen saying, “This is a team on the brink of something special—how about that!

Game 4
At County Stadium
2000 Seattle Mariners 9
1994 Milwaukee Brewers 5
WP: J. Mesa (1-0) LP: R. Bones (0-1)
HR: J. Oliver (1), E. Martinez (2)
POG: Mike cameron (4-5, RBI, 2B, 2 R, SB)
1994 Brewers Lead Series 3-1

The Seattle Mariners, down three games to none, staring elimination square in the eye, refused to go quietly into that chilly Milwaukee night! With their backs against the cornfield wall here in Series #216, they rode the hot bat of Mike Cameron and the thunderous swing of Joe Oliver to a rousing 9–5 victory over the hometown 1994 Milwaukee Brewers. This series is still alive!""Let’s start with Mr. Cameron, and my goodness, what a night. The center fielder went 4-for-5, including a double, three singles, and a walk — a table-setter all night long! He was everywhere — on the basepaths, in center field, and all over that Brewers pitching staff like polka dots on a bow tie."
"But the man who delivered the big blow? That’d be catcher Joe Oliver, who had the kind of game you dream about on the porch with your grandkids. In the third inning, with the bases loaded and tension so thick you could cut it with a cheese slicer, Oliver smashed a bases-clearing double that turned a tight 2–1 contest into a 6–1 Mariners lead. And if that wasn’t enough, he added a two-run homer in the second inning just to say, ‘Don’t forget about me!’ That’s five RBIs for the big backstop, and he just might’ve bought Seattle one more day."
"Edgar Martinez, the ever-reliable DH turned first baseman in this one, also made noise with a solo homer in the seventh and a sac fly earlier in the game. And while the bottom of the order sputtered — not a peep from David Bell tonight — the top of the Mariners’ card had plenty to say. Six Mariners had multiple hits. That’s 15 knocks overall!"
"Now, let’s not forget the Brewers, who did flash some fight of their own. Kevin Seitzer continues his tear through this series, collecting two more doubles and driving in three runs. But outside of that, the Brew Crew managed just five hits — and it wasn’t enough to erase that early Seattle storm." "Pitching-wise, Paul Abbott was a bit shaky — he lasted just 4 and 2/3 innings — but the bullpen answered the call. Arthur Rhodes, José Mesa, José Paniagua, and Brett Tomko combined to slam the door and allow just one run the rest of the way. That, my friends, is how you survive an elimination game."
"And let’s talk context — this game wasn’t just a win, it was a message. The 2000 Mariners aren’t going quietly, and if the Brewers want to celebrate a series win, they’ll have to earn it. Game 5 is tomorrow night, right back here at County Stadium, and I can promise you this — these Mariners have rediscovered their roar!"
"So from the blustery beer halls of Milwaukee, where the wind blew in from left and the scoreboard blinked a lifeline for the Pacific Northwest, this is Mel Allen saying… the Mariners live to fight another day! Stay tuned — the corn still has ears, and this story ain’t done yet!"

Game 5
At County Stadium
2000 Seattle Mariners 2
1994 Milwaukee Brewers 4
WP: J. Orosco (1-0) LP: J. Mesa (1-1) S: M. Fetters (3)
HR: E. Martinez (3), J. Buhner (1), T. Ward (1)
POG: Aaron Sele (5 IP, 4 H, 2 ER, 0 BB, 4 K, 73 P)

Well, how about that!
Folks, the champagne is flowing and the celebration is on here in the Milwaukee 1994 Brewers’ clubhouse as they put the finishing touches on a marvelous Field of Dreams Series #216 championship, dispatching the Seattle 2000 Mariners by a final score of 4–2 in Game 5 and taking the series four games to one!
The heroes tonight? Oh my, where do you begin?
Trailing 2–0 after back-to-back third-inning homers by Edgar Martinez and Jay Buhner, the Brewers didn’t blink. With the temperature chilly and the wind blowing in from center, it was not a hitter’s night—but it sure didn’t stop young Tyrone Ward, who crushed a two-run home run in the 5th off Aaron Sele to tie the game and inject new life into the crowd and his teammates. The outfielder had been quiet all series—but oh, how sweet the sound of the bat was tonight!
Then came the 7th inning, and with two men on and two outs, Jose Valentin—the straw that stirred the drink all series—lashed a double down the line to drive in both runs, giving Milwaukee the lead they’d never surrender. That gave him two hits, two RBIs, and one unforgettable moment in Brewers lore.
Now let’s talk about that pitching staff, folks. They bent early but didn’t break. Starter Bill Scanlan gave up a pair of long balls but kept the team in the game, and then the bullpen took over with an iron grip. Graeme Lloyd, Jesse Orosco, and finally Mike Fetters, who notched his third save of the series, slammed the door shut with calm and command. Here in this locker room, it’s nothing but smiles and soggy jerseys. Kevin Seitzer, who had two home runs and 10 RBIs this series, told me, “This group never quits. We might not be flashy, but we got heart—and we got each other.”
Manager Phil Garner, beaming and dripping from a celebratory dousing, said it best: “These guys believed in one another, and now they’re champions. This is for Milwaukee.” As the music blares and the cheers echo off the walls, the Brewers know this was no fluke. They took down a powerful Mariners squad with stars like Alex Rodriguez and Edgar Martinez by playing hard-nosed, team-first baseball—the kind that makes Milwaukee proud.
From chilly Milwaukee County Stadium, where the '94 Brewers are dancing in the aisles and legends were written on cool October winds—this is Mel Allen saying…
“So long everybody—and congratulations to the 1994 Milwaukee Brewers: champions of Series #216!

1994 Milwaukee Brewers Win Series 4 Games To 1

Series MVP:

(.450, 2 HR, 10 RBI, 5 R, 5 2B, 1.000 SLG)

[Nick Soulis]

Series #217



2004 San Diego Padres
Record: 87-75
Finish: 3rd in NL West
Manager: Bruce Bochy
Ball Park: Petco Park
WAR Leader: Mark Loretta (6.0)
Franchise Record: 3-2
2004 Season Record: 7-0
Hall of Famers: (1)
https://www.baseball-reference.com/teams/SDP/2004.shtml

2010 Chicago Cubs
Record: 75-87
Finish: 5th in NL Central
Manager: Lou Piniella
Ball Park: Wrigley Field
WAR Leader: Marlon Byrd (3.7)
Franchise Record: 11-7
2010 Season Record: 2-6
Hall of Famers: (0)
https://www.baseball-reference.com/teams/CHC/2010.shtml
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Series Coverage by Bob Uecker
Broadcasting live from a cornfield near Petco Park!

Hello everybody, Bob Uecker here — and welcome to another magical edition of baseball in the middle of nowhere! I’ve broadcasted from just about every stadium in the country — even got locked in a utility closet once in Pittsburgh — but I’ve never called a game where the pregame show included a tractor race and a cow chewing on my scorecard. We are living the dream, folks — the Field of Dreams!

Now we’ve got a good one lined up for Series #217 — the 2004 San Diego Padres taking on the 2010 Chicago Cubs, and if you like pitching duels, old-school strategy, and slightly questionable facial hair, well, you came to the right ballpark.

San Diego trots out a sneaky-good squad with Brian Giles in right field, Mark Loretta hitting ropes at second base, and Phil Nevin who could crush a ball into the corn with one hand tied behind his back. Their ace? Jake Peavy. That guy could strike you out while tying his shoes. And when it comes to closing time — it's Trevor Hoffman and his changeup from the heavens. Seriously, I once swung at it and missed three weeks later.

Now the Cubs — they’ve got some fresh faces. Starlin Castro, 20 years old and already hitting like Ernie Banks. Marlon Byrd is flying around center field like he actually has wings, and Aramis Ramirez can still mash a fastball into Lake Michigan.

Carlos Zambrano starts it off for the Cubs, and believe me, when he’s locked in, he’s as good as anybody. When he’s not… well… sometimes he thinks he’s a switch-hitting shortstop. We’ll see what version we get!

If the Padres get into the late innings with a lead — forget about it. Bochy just hands the ball to Hoffman and finds a rocking chair. But the Cubs — they’ve got the firepower to play from behind. Just don’t let Zambrano bat with the bases loaded, or we might have to stop the game to put out the infield grass.

This is what baseball's all about, folks — two teams from different eras, different styles, playing in front of rows of corn and a bunch of confused squirrels. So grab a sausage, find a hay bale to sit on, and enjoy some good old-fashioned baseball.

I'm Bob Uecker — and if I say anything smart during this series, please let me know — I’ve been waiting 40 years for that moment!
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Padres Rises from the Ashes to Win Series in Seven
Giles And Peavy Headliners In Classic Series With Cubs



Game 1
At Petco Park
2010 Chicago Cubs 0
2004 San Diego Padres 4
WP: J. Peavy (1-0) LP: C. Silva (0-1) S: T. Hoffman (1)
HR: None
POG: Jake Peavy (7IP, 3 H, 0 ER, 2 BB, 7 K, 120 P)
2004 Padres Lead Series 1-0

Hellooooo everybody from beautiful Petco Park, where the hometown Padres took care of business tonight, shutting out the Cubs 4 to nothin’ in Game 1 of this Field of Dreams series. And if you blinked, well—you still probably saw it all. Unless you blinked seven innings straight, because that’s how long Jake Peavy was mowing 'em down out there.
I mean, this guy was dealing. Seven innings, three hits, seven strikeouts, and I gotta say—not one Cub ever looked too comfortable. I’ve seen more life in a wax museum. Peavy had them guessing, second-guessing, and third-guessing—heck, I was guessing in the booth and I had the scouting report. The Padres offense? Not flashy, but effective. Brian Giles got things started in the first, and then it was that sixth inning that opened it up a bit—big two-out hits by Nevin and Klesko. Nothing says ‘vintage Padres’ like clutch hitting with two outs and nobody expecting it.
Let’s talk about the Cubs here... tough night. Five hits scattered like breadcrumbs, and Alfonso Soriano looked like he was swinging a wet newspaper—0-for-4 and left half the population of Chicago on base. Not ideal. And Carlos Silva? He didn’t pitch badly, but you’re not gonna win many when your team forgets to bring their bats. You could’ve pulled nine fans from the bleachers and they might’ve managed a run.
And then, of course, the Padres bring in Trevor Hoffman. That’s like asking your neighbor to turn the volume down and he launches your speakers into the ocean. Three up, three down, and he’s still got the best entrance music in the game. So the Padres take a 1-0 lead in the series, and the Cubs are gonna need to wake up tomorrow if they don’t wanna find themselves in a hole deeper than Wrigley’s ivy roots.That’s all from San Diego—Jake Peavy’s the hero, the Cubs are scoreless, and I’m off to find the nearest fish taco. Stay tuned, folks—this series is just heating up. I’m Bob Uecker, and remember: if you’re gonna lose, lose fast. That way you can hit the hotel buffet before it closes. Good night!

Game 2
At Petco Park
2010 Chicago Cubs 5
2004 San Diego Padres 3
WP: T. Lilly (1-0) LP: B. Sweeney (0-1) S: C. Marmol (1)
HR: K. Fukodome (1), J. Payton (1)
POG: Kosuke Fukodome (2-3, HR, 3 RBI, R, BB)
Series Tied 1-1

Well folks, I tell ya — if you paid for a ticket tonight, you got your money’s worth and then some. A tightrope walk from start to finish, and in the end it was the Cubs from 2010 who showed the late-game moxie to even this series at a game apiece.
And the man in the middle of it all? Kosuke Fukudome! The right fielder with the sweet swing — he cracked a two-run shot off David Wells in the third inning and later drew a bases-loaded walk in the eighth that pushed the Cubs ahead for good. Two hits, three RBIs — that’ll get you some hardware in a game like this, and he earned Player of the Game honors without a doubt. It wasn’t all smooth sailing for Chicago, though. Carlos Zambrano gave ‘em 5.1 strong innings before handing things over to a bullpen that was... well, let’s say adventurous. Ted Lilly, who gave up a two-run bomb to Jay Payton in the 7th, coughed up the lead. But credit to Sean Maine and especially Carlos Marmol, who walked the tightrope in the 9th, issuing three free passes but striking out two in a bases-loaded, pulse-pounding finish. That’s closing with flair — or with indigestion, depending on your point of view. For the Padres, Brian Giles did what he could — 2-for-3 with a walk and an RBI — and Payton’s homer gave the Friar Faithful something to cheer about. But boy, that 8th inning meltdown stings. Brandon Sweeney came in and just didn't have it — three hits, two walks, and three earned runs without recording an out. That’ll get your name engraved on the Manager's "Do Not Enter" list for the postgame spread.
Bruce Bochy? He wasn’t in the mood. Declined all questions. Said he’d speak “if and when we win the series.” That’s old-school grumpiness right there.We head to Wrigley now, knotted at one game each. The ivy will be green, the brats will be sizzling, and the fans in the bleachers will be... shirtless, no matter the weather. Game 3 comes Monday, and this thing is just heating up.From San Diego, I’m Bob Uecker saying: If you can’t win ‘em all, at least win the ones where you hit the ball out of the infield. Good night!

Game 3
At Wrigley Field
2004 San Diego Padres 4
2010 Chicago Cubs 14
WP: S. Marshall (1-0) LP: J. Witasick (0-1)
HR: M. Loretta (1)
POG: Marlon Byrd (3-4, 3 2B, 5 RBI, 2 R, BB)
2010 Cubs Lead Series 2-1

Yeah, you heard that right. The 2010 Cubs turned Wrigley Field into a demolition site tonight, and the Padres bullpen? Well, they were basically the wrecking crew for the wrong team!
Marlon Byrd — my goodness — this guy was flappin’ his wings all over the yard. Three doubles. Three! Five runs batted in. If there was a raffle going on in the dugout, he probably won that too. You could hear the clang of those line drives hitting the ivy all night.
And then you got Ryan Dempster — guy throws 104 pitches in four and two-thirds and still finds a way to get an RBI double. You know, back when I pitched, I tried that once — blew out my hamstring and missed a month!
Let’s talk about the fifth inning. The Padres had just put up a four-spot and made it a game again. Then… the Cubs put ‘em in a blender. Fontenot comes off the bench — base hit, two runs. Fukudome doubles in three. Byrd clears the bases like he’s playing a pinball machine. Twelve batters later… I think the Padres bullpen was calling for backup from the bullpen in 1998. Now to be fair, the Padres did swing the bats okay. Loretta hit one out, Giles had a triple, and Payton looked decent in center. But when your relievers are throwing batting practice in a playoff game… let’s just say, you might want to keep the champagne on ice.
Look — the Cubs now lead this thing 2 games to 1. Game 4’s at Wrigley again, and if the Padres don’t come out with some fire tomorrow, the only thing they’ll be winning is the “thanks for playing” trophy.
So buckle up. I’ll be back tomorrow — unless the Cubs score 14 again, in which case I might just retire right here in the bleachers.
Bob Uecker, signing off. Cubs 14, Padres 4. Marlon Byrd… take a bow, big fella!

Game 4
At Wrigley Field
2004 San Diego Padres 5
2010 Chicago Cubs 9
WP: R. Wells (1-0) LP: B. Lawrence (0-1) S: C. Marmol (2)
HR: P. Nevin (1), A. Soriano (1)
POG: Kosuke Fukudome (4-5, 3 2B, 3 RBI, R)
2010 Cubs Lead Series 3-1

Well folks, I’ve seen a lot of things in this game… I’ve been hit by pitches, thrown out at third on a sacrifice fly, and once struck out four times in a doubleheader without playing in the second game. But what the 2010 Cubs did to the Padres tonight? That was an old-fashioned Chicago-style whooping, hold the onions!
Let’s start with Kosuke Fukudome—and no, I’m not gonna try saying that three times fast after a couple of Old Styles. Four hits? Three doubles? The guy was hitting baseballs like he was playing whack-a-mole. Every time he stepped in the box, Padres pitchers looked like they were reading the fine print on a mortgage—confused, nervous, and way outmatched. And then… oh baby, here comes Alfonso Soriano in the fourth. Bases loaded, two outs, wind blowing in from Lake Michigan like it had a grudge, and BOOM! Grand. Slam. I haven’t seen a swing that pretty since I tried golfing in flip-flops—except Soriano actually made contact. Four RBIs in one big swing and about 18,000 Cubs fans nearly lifted the ballpark off the ground.
Now let’s give a little love to Randy Wells too. Seven solid innings, just a couple of hiccups, and he even grabbed a knock at the plate. And to think—I always told pitchers not to bother swinging. That’s probably why I had a .200 career average... in batting practice.
The Padres? Look, they tried. Brian Lawrence gave it a go, but by the time he hit pitch number 96, I think even his glove was filing a protest. San Diego made it interesting with 10 hits and some late scoring, but this one was all Cubbies from the moment Soriano's slam landed somewhere near Lincoln Park.
Bottom line: The Cubs are now up 3-1 in the series, Wrigley’s buzzing, and if you’re the Padres, you’re gonna need a miracle—and maybe a few rainouts—to climb back into this one. So we'll be back here tomorrow for Game 5, and if the Cubs keep hitting like this, I might have to call it from the bleachers with the fans... at least they share their nachos.

Game 5
At Wrigley Field
2004 San Diego Padres 2
2010 Chicago Cubs 3
WP: J. Peavy (2-0) LP: C. Silva (0-2) S: T. Hoffman (2)
HR: None
POG: Jake Peavy (6 Ip, 4 H, 2 ER, 0 BB, 6 K, 91 P)
2010 Cubs Lead Series 3-2

Well folks, don’t polish off the champagne just yet in Chicago — the Padres are still breathin’!
Jake Peavy — I mean this guy came out throwin’ absolute darts tonight. Six innings, four hits, six strikeouts, no walks, and most importantly, he shut down the Wrigley crowd faster than a beer freeze in the bleachers. He was the Player of the Game, and I gotta tell ya, if they had a cornfield Cy Young, he’s getting votes.
That third inning? That’s where the Padres did their damage. Sean Burroughs takes one off the elbow, Khalil Greene pokes a double, and then Mark Loretta steps in with two outs and smacks a two-run double like he’s been doin’ it since the Deadball Era. That’s clutch, baby!
From there, it was all about holdin’ on. Peavy handed it to Tankersley, who looked cool as a freezer full of ice cream sandwiches, and then they turned it over to Trevor Hoffman — that guy’s changeup should be illegal in three states.
The Cubs made it interesting in the 4th with Soto’s two-run double, but after that? The offense flatlined. Fukudome stayed hot with a couple more hits — I think he’s been hittin’ .800 in this series or something insane — but the rest of the lineup couldn’t come through in the clutch.
And hey, shoutout to Khalil Greene! After takin’ some heat in this series for his glove, he comes up with a couple hits and plays clean in the field. Way to bounce back, kid! So now we head back to San Diego — and lemme tell ya, Petco Park’s gonna be rockin’. The Padres are down 3-2, but momentum just climbed aboard their charter flight. If I were the Cubs, I’d pack a few extra rally towels.
“I’m Bob Uecker — and if this series goes seven, I might just come outta the corn myself.

Game 6
At Petco Park
2010 Chicago Cubs 1
2004 San Diego Padres 3
WP: D. Wells (1-0) LP: C.Zambrano (0-1) S: T. Hoffman (3)
HR: G. Soto (1)
POG: David Wells (7 IP, 5 H, 1 ER, 0 BB, 3 K, 98 P)
Series Tied 3-3

Here at beautiful Petco Park, the San Diego Padres of 2004 did exactly what they needed to do tonight—win or go home—and thanks to some vintage lefty magic from David Wells, they’re still hangin’ around! Final score: 3-1 over the Chicago 2010 Cubs, and this series is tighter than my old catcher's mitt in a rainstorm.
Now let’s talk turkey—or in this case, Big Boomer Wells. The guy was dealing like he was tossing cards in a Vegas casino. Seven innings, five hits, just one mistake—a solo shot to Geovany Soto in the fourth—and other than that? Cooler than a six-pack of Miller Lite on a Wisconsin ice fishing trip. Gutsy performance.
Offensively, San Diego jumped early, and I mean early. Three runs in the first inning off Carlos Zambrano, and honestly, it looked like they might cruise from there. Sean Burroughs had a nice little RBI knock, and Ramon Hernandez added a sac fly—textbook small ball. And how about Khalil Greene? After some tough outings earlier in the series, the kid laced a double and drove in a run. Redemption in front of the home crowd? That’s the stuff dreams are made of.
Now, things got interesting in the ninth. Cubs down two, Soto leads off… full count… and BAM! Double play. You could feel the air get sucked out of the visitors’ dugout like someone opened a vacuum in a barn. That was the dagger. Both teams finished with seven hits, no errors, clean game all around. Shout out to Trevor Hoffman—this guy closes out games smoother than Sinatra ends a concert. I mean, if the ball had a steering wheel, Hoffman’s changeup would drive it into the ground every time.So we’ve got one more—winner takes the series. Game 7, right here at Petco Park. And let me tell you, if you’re not watching that one, you might as well be stuck in traffic behind a manure truck on I-80. Until tomorrow, I’m Bob Uecker reminding you: you don’t have to be good to play this game… but it sure helps to have David Wells on your side when your back’s against the wall. Goodnight from San Diego!

Game 7
At Petco Park
2010 Chicago Cubs 2
2004 San Diego Padres 8
WP: A. Eaton (1-0) LP: R. Dempster (0-1)
HR: B. Giles (1), R. Hernandez (1), P. Nevin (2)
POG: Brian Giles (4-4, HR, 2 R, RBI)

Well folks, if you were waiting for drama, for intensity, for one final night of baseball mayhem—then boy oh boy did you get your money’s worth here in Game 7! From the very first pitch, the 2004 Padres made it crystal clear they were not going to let this one slip through the cracks—not in their yard, not in front of their fans, and not with Brian Giles swinging a molten-hot bat! Giles… oh man, this guy was playing like someone told him the winner gets a lifetime supply of surfboards and carne asada burritos. Four hits—including a solo rocket in the fifth—and he finished the night batting an even .500 for the series. You know, in my career I never hit .500—unless you round up from .200. That’s why I’m in the booth and not out there in champagne goggles.Now give some credit to Adam Eaton too. He wasn’t dominant, but he gutted his way through 6 and a third strong innings, kept the Cubs off balance, and most importantly, didn’t give up the big inning. That Cubs lineup has some thunder, but tonight they looked more like a gentle breeze.As for Chicago, well, they came into this one flat. Dempster just didn’t have it tonight—gave up two long balls early, including a bomb to Nevin that still hasn’t landed—and once they were behind, they just couldn't claw back. Not for lack of trying though. Castro and Soriano chipped in a couple of clutch RBIs, but after that, it was crickets. And I mean late October Iowa cornfield crickets. You gotta hand it to the Padres bullpen too. Tankersley, Sweeney, and Linebrink slammed the door. I haven’t seen a bullpen that sharp since the bartender at my high school reunion.
And hey, let’s not overlook the city of San Diego—this is their first Field of Dreams title, and the fans were rockin’ Petco like it was the Gaslamp Quarter on a Friday night. Confetti’s already falling, someone dressed as the Swinging Friar just crowd-surfed down the third base line, and I think I just saw Trevor Hoffman shotgunning a Gatorade.
So hats off to the Cubs—they battled hard—but this one belongs to the Padres. Series #217 goes to San Diego, 4 games to 3. Brian Giles is your MVP, and I’m your slightly sunburned, emotionally drained, but always appreciative friend in the booth—Bob Uecker, signing off until the next classic.
Baseball... it's a funny game, folks. One day you’re up, the next day you're the Cubs in Game 7.

2004 San Diego Padres Win Series 4 Games To 3

Series MVP:

(.500, 14/28, 6 R, 1 HR, 3 RBI, 2 SB, 1 3B, 1.277 OPS, .562 OBP)

[Nick Soulis]

I will be adding more depth on the media side for this project and including some of the greatest names ever in the sports.

Introducing the Heavens Dugout Show, a Field Of Dreams Panel Show.



This show will be presented before and after every series which will be a sit down panel of some of the greatest names and personality in the games history to discuss the series and the results. The show will feature more then 40 classic baseball personalities who will be appear periodically to contribute to the broadcast. Stay tuned aa I am very excited to present to you this side of our presentation of this project.

It will begin when series 217 wraps up!

Here is a complete list of show participants. Feel free to suggest anymore.

Field of Dreams Panel Show Contributors:

Classic Play-by-Play Broadcasters

Vin Scully

Red Barber

Mel Allen

Ernie Harwell

Jack Buck

Bob Costas

Jon Miller

Dwayne Staats

Tom Cheek

Ken Coleman

Harry Caray

Mel Allen


Color Analysts and Former Players

Ozzie Smith

Tony Gwynn

Joe Morgan

Jim Kaat

Tim McCarver

Steve Stone

Dan Plesac

Hawk Harrelson

Harold Reynolds

Al Leiter

Derek Jeter

Alex Rodriguez

Pete Rose


Modern Analysts and Studio Hosts

Brian Kenny

Karl Ravech

Kevin Millar

Greg Amsinger

Pedro Martinez

Ron Darling

Mark DeRosa

Buck Martinez

Tim McCarver

Peter Gammons

Fan Favorites & Personalities

Bob Uecker

David Ortiz

John Smoltz

Tom Verducci

Dennis Eckersley

Bill James

Howard Cosell

[Nick Soulis]

Field of Dreams Series #217: 2004 Padres vs. 2010 Cubs
Special Post-Series Edition – Padres Win 4-3








Location: Heaven’s Dugout Studio, Celestial Network HQ
Tonight’s Panel: Vin Scully (host), Frank Thomas, Peter Gammons, Hawk Harrelson, Bill James, and special guest Jake Peavy

Vin Scully (Host):
"Good evening, friends. The sky might be dark over Petco Park, but in Heaven’s Dugout, the lights shine bright after a thrilling seven-game battle in Series #217. The 2004 San Diego Padres have captured their first Field of Dreams series, defeating the 2010 Chicago Cubs 8-2 in Game 7, and Brian Giles, in the form of a man possessed, is your Most Valuable Player. We'll break it all down here with our all-star panel. And gentlemen—what a ride this series was."

Frank Thomas:
"Vin, what we just witnessed was a veteran team rising to the moment. The Padres had their backs to the wall after getting thumped in Games 3 and 4. Then they flipped a switch. Peavy set the tone in Game 6, and tonight… Brian Giles just took over. Four hits in Game 7? That’s the stuff of legends. He batted .500 for the series. That’s Bonds-in-2004 type stuff."

Peter Gammons:
"You know, Frank, this was a fascinating clash of styles. The Cubs brought more raw talent, power, and upside with Soriano, Castro, and Dempster. But the Padres played cleaner, smarter, and in the end—more consistent baseball. They outscored Chicago 40–36 over the series, but the difference was in the when and how. Giles, Nevin, and Burroughs came up big in late innings, and the bullpen was nails in the final two games."

Hawk Harrelson:
"Brian Giles, baby! You can put it on the board—YES! That man flat out hit. And how about Khalil Greene? People were raggin’ on the kid after Game 4, but he tightened up the glove and came through with that RBI single in the 8th of Game 7. That is redemption baseball, folks."

Bill James:
"If I can be the nerd in the room for a moment—Giles’s OPS in this series was over 1.400. He reached base in 16 of his 28 plate appearances. He led in hits, total bases, and runs scored. And here’s what people miss: his presence reshaped how the Cubs pitched to everyone around him. Loretta saw better pitches. Nevin got into RBI spots. It’s what I call ‘cascade value,’ and Giles had it in spades."

Vin Scully:
"Jake Peavy, welcome to Heaven’s Dugout. A huge series win now sits on your resume, and while you weren’t the MVP, you were absolutely pivotal. That Game 6 win saved the series."

Jake Peavy (Special Guest, live from Petco Park celebration):
"Vin, this is unreal. I told the guys before Game 6, ‘Just give me the rock, and we’ll get to Game 7.’ I wasn’t letting us go home in Game 6. And man, watching Brian do what he did tonight? I’ve seen a lot of hitters, but I’ve never seen someone more locked in than he was this week. This title means the world to San Diego. We earned it."

Peter Gammons:
"Jake, quick thought on your bullpen—Tankersley, Sweeney, Linebrink—they looked like the ‘96 Yankees down the stretch."

Peavy:
"Exactly. We may not have had Rivera, but we had guts. We had guys who attacked hitters. Sweeney threw his best inning of the year in Game 7. You live for that moment."

Vin Scully:
"Gentlemen, let’s briefly revisit the turning points of this series. Game 3 was a Cubs blowout—14 runs, 18 hits. Kosuke Fukudome went nuclear. Game 4 saw a grand slam from Soriano, and the Cubs took a 3–1 series lead. And then… everything changed."

Frank Thomas:
"Padres won the final three games. Game 5 was a 3-2 nail-biter. Game 6, Peavy delivered. And tonight, they just outclassed the Cubs in every phase. Timely hits, efficient pitching, and no errors."

Hawk Harrelson:
"And don’t forget Game 1! Peavy shut 'em out! That set the tone. The Cubs were never able to solve him twice."

Bill James:
"I’ve run simulations on teams like this 2004 Padres squad. On paper, they’re middling. But in practice, they had perfect chemistry. Right mix of patience, power, and bullpen depth. And Giles—he turned a good team into a great one."

Vin Scully:
"Final word before we close the book on Series #217. Frank?"

Frank Thomas:
"Congrats to the Padres. They proved you don’t need superstars at every spo
t—you just need your stars to shine brightest when it counts."

Vin Scully (closing):
"From a blowout in Wrigley to a party at Petco, the 2004 San Diego Padres are your winners of Series #217. Brian Giles has etched his name among the immortals. And we, from Heaven’s Dugout, have had the honor to watch it all unfold. Until next time, dear friends… this is Vin Scully, wishing you a pleasant good evening, and a fond farewell from the diamond of dreams."

[Fade out with soft organ music and slow-motion highlights of Giles’s homer, Peavy’s fist pump, and confetti falling over Petco Park]

[Nick Soulis]

Series #218



1968 Cleveland Indians
Record: 86-75
Finish: 3rd in AL
Manager: Al Dark
Ball Park: Cleveland Stadium
WAR Leader: Luis Tiant (7.9)
Franchise Record; 10-7
1968 Season Record: 0-1
Hall of Famers: (0)
https://www.baseball-reference.com/teams/CLE/1968.shtml

2011 Pittsburgh Pirates
Record: 72-90
Finish: 4th in NL Central
Manager: Clint Hurdle
Ball Park: PNC Park
Franchise Record: 12-12
2011 Season Record: 3-6
Hall of Famers: (0)
https://www.baseball-reference.com/teams/PIT/2011.shtml
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Field of Dreams Series #218 Preview Special
Broadcasting live from the celestial press box overlooking the cornfields of eternity

Host: Vin Scully
Analysts: Bob Gibson, Bill James, Peter Gammons, and Frank Thomas
Guest Appearance: Roberto Clemente

Vin Scully:

“Good day from Heaven’s Dugout, where the golden light of the past meets the green promise of October dreams. Today, we preview Series #218 in our Field of Dreams tournament — a best-of-seven clash between the gritty 2011 Pittsburgh Pirates and the resilient 1968 Cleveland Indians. The Indians hold home field in this throwback showdown, and what a contrast of eras and styles we have ahead. Let’s dig into it.”

Team Profiles

2011 Pittsburgh Pirates

Manager: Clint Hurdle

Record in real life: 72–90 (3rd in NL Central)

Key Players: Andrew McCutchen, Neil Walker, Joel Hanrahan, Jeff Karstens, Kevin Correia

Team Identity: Young, scrappy squad on the cusp of ending a long losing era; speed, defense, and a budding star in center field.

1968 Cleveland Indians

Manager: Alvin Dark

Record in real life: 86–75 (3rd in AL)

Key Players: Luis Tiant, Sam McDowell, Jose Cardenal, Duke Sims, Max Alvis

Team Identity: Dominated by pitching in the “Year of the Pitcher”; a staff with two flamethrowing aces and a flair for late-inning drama.

Matchup Breakdown

Peter Gammons (on the Indians):

“This team was built for duels in the dirt. Luis Tiant posted a microscopic 1.60 ERA in 1968. He and ‘Sudden Sam’ McDowell were a fearsome one-two punch. The Indians don’t score in bunches, but they’ll make you earn every base.”

Frank Thomas (on the Pirates):

“You can’t sleep on McCutchen. The guy had a 23-homer, 23-steal season in 2011. If he gets going early, he’ll set the tone for the Pirates. Plus, they’ve got a lockdown closer in Joel Hanrahan — 40 saves and power stuff. You get to the 9th trailing, you might not get another chance.”


Bill James' Statistical Edge

“Adjusting for era, the Indians had superior run prevention and benefited from the low-offense environment of 1968. That said, the 2011 Pirates are a team in transition — young legs and modern training edge their baserunning and flexibility. It could come down to whether Pittsburgh’s starters can survive the early innings.”

X-Factors

PIT: Andrew McCutchen — If he gets on base and runs wild, he shifts the series dynamic.

CLE: Luis Tiant — Can he dominate against a modern lineup accustomed to higher-velocity pitching?

Special Guest: Roberto Clemente

Vin Scully:

“Roberto, you played for the Pirates in a very different era. What advice would you give these young Bucs?”

Roberto Clemente:

“Play with honor. Play for your city. You wear the ‘P’ not for Pittsburgh, but for pride. When the game gets hard, remember — it’s not about what they expect. It’s about what you deliver.”

Series Prediction

Bob Gibson:

“I like pitching. I lived it. But the Pirates have enough punch to steal a game or two. Still, I’ll take Cleveland in 7 — Tiant closes it down.”

Bill James:

“I’ll go the other way. Pittsburgh’s bullpen depth and McCutchen’s presence might tip this. Pirates in 6.”

Peter Gammons:

“Cleveland in 7. This will be tight, old school vs. new school, but the home crowd in Municipal Stadium might make the difference.”

Frank Thomas:

“If McCutchen hits .400, Pirates win. If he’s held down, it’s all Cleveland. But I’ll take the Pirates in a Game 7 heartbreaker.”

Vin Scully (closing):

“Two teams with different destinies — one rising, one rooted in a pitcher’s era of silence. As the cornfields whisper and the ghosts lean in, the stage is set. Game 1 is coming up next. From all of us here at Heaven’s Dugout — pull up a chair, friends, and enjoy the magic of the Field of Dreams.”

[Nick Soulis]

Series 218

Pirates Plunder Cleveland In Seven
Harrison, Pressley Seal Field of Dreams Triumph



Broadcast team for series:
Curt Gowdy and Howard Cosell



Game 1
At Cleveland Stadium
2011 Pittsburgh Pirates 2
1968 Cleveland Indians 3
WP: L. Tiant (1-0) LP: C. Morton (0-1) S: H. Pina (1)
HR: L. Overbay (1)
POG: Luis Tiant (8 IP, 7 H, 2 ER, 2 BB, 11 K, 121 P)
1968 Indians Lead Series 1-0

Ladies and gentlemen, this is Howard Cosell. And what we witnessed this afternoon beneath crisp autumn skies at Cleveland Stadium was a veritable masterclass in mound mystique, authored by none other than the Cuban craftsman himself—Luis Tiant.
On this first day of October in 1968—a date etched in destiny—the Cleveland Indians of '68 edged past the upstart Pittsburgh Pirates of 2011 by a score of 3 to 2. But oh, my friends, this was no ordinary affair. It was a contest of nerve, of guile, and of opportunity seized at just the right moments. Let us begin with the obvious. Luis Clemente Tiant Vega, armed with that trademark hesitation delivery, confounded, contorted, and ultimately conquered a Pirates lineup that simply could not solve the riddle. Eight innings, eleven strikeouts, two walks, and just one mistake—a long solo blast by Lyle Overbay in the second inning. Aside from that? Dominance.
And speaking of offense, the Indians did not overwhelm. Oh no, they did not. But they struck with precision. Duke Sims, the catcher with a discerning eye and thunder in the wrist, walked thrice and singled in the first Cleveland run in the second inning. Tommy Harper, ever the opportunist, slashed a go-ahead RBI single in the fifth. And pinch-hitter Willie Smith, summoned in a rare bit of early-game chess by skipper Alvin Dark, delivered a game-tying single that set the stage for Harper’s heroics.As for the Pirates, their finest moment came from their electric center fielder, Andrew McCutchen—three hits, an RBI double, and a stolen base. A brilliant individual performance overshadowed by the collective inability to solve Tiant in the game's latter stages. And young Charlie Morton, though valiant in effort, was touched up for nine hits and three runs over seven innings. He was tough, but Tiant was tougher.
Let us not overlook the serenity of the setting: Cleveland Stadium bathed in golden light, the wind whistling in from right field, the ghosts of Feller and Doby whispering in the rafters. It was baseball the way it was meant to be played—tight, tactical, and tantalizing.
So, the series begins with Cleveland in control, up 1 game to none. But the winds can shift quickly here in the Field of Dreams. One bounce, one pitch, one swing can rewrite the script.
This is Howard Cosell, reminding you once again: in baseball, as in life, style and substance need not be mutually exclusive. And today, Luis Tiant delivered both in spades.

Game 2
At Cleveland Stadium
2011 Pittsburgh Pirates 3
1968 Cleveland Indians 4
WP: H. Pina (1-0) LP: J. Harrahan (0-1)
HR: R. Dounmit (1)
POG: Sam McDowell (7 IP, 2 H, 2 ER, 3 BB, 11 K, 112 P)
1968 Indians Lead Series 2-0

Ladies and gentlemen, this... is Howard Cosell, and what a riveting affair we have just witnessed at Cleveland Stadium, where the 1968 Indians have once again turned back the clock—and the bats—of the 2011 Pittsburgh Pirates. Final score: Cleveland 4, Pittsburgh 3.
This game was a study in pitching perseverance and bullpen betrayal. The young Pirates—scrappy and full of vigor—jumped out to a 3-0 lead behind a titanic two-run shot by Ryan Doumit, who showed that old Municipal Stadium has room in its hallowed walls for a modern-day longball. But make no mistake about it: the day belonged to a man they call Sudden Sam.Sam McDowell, the fireballing southpaw with a glare as cold as the Lake Erie breeze, fanned eleven Pirates across seven electric innings. Though he surrendered that home run, he never wavered, never flinched, never cowered from the moment. His fastball? Explosive. His poise? Unshakable. His will? Indomitable.
But let us not overlook the fateful eighth inning. The Pirates called upon Joel Hanrahan—a closer by trade, a pressure-tested reliever. But on this day, he had no answer for the clutch lumber of Max Alvis, whose two-out, two-run double flipped the script and brought this Cleveland crowd to its feet in rapture. And how about Luis Tiant, the Game 1 hero, now cheering from the dugout, urging his teammates on as the Indians snatched victory from the jaws of defeat? So now, the series shifts to the steel shadows of Pittsburgh’s PNC Park, with the Indians holding a commanding 2-0 series lead. But remember this: the Pirates are not dead—they are merely wounded. And a wounded team can be the most dangerous of all.
Until then, from the windswept shores of Lake Erie, this is Howard Cosell, reminding you that in baseball—as in life—it ain’t over until the final out is made.

Game 3
At PNC Park
1968 Cleveland Indians 6
2011 Pittsburgh Pirates 7
WP: T. Watson (1-0) LP: H. Pina (1-1) S: J. Hanrahan (1)
HR: T. Horton (1)
POG: Neil Walker (2-4, 2 RBI, 2B, 2 R, BB)
1968 Indians Lead Series 2-1

Well now ladies and gentlemen, stop the presses and halt the hearses — the 2011 Pittsburgh Pirates, presumed lifeless after a third-inning bludgeoning, have risen from the depths like Lazarus himself to take Game 3 of this compelling Series #218! The final score? Seven to six. But oh, my friends, the true drama lies in the route taken.
Let us not mince words — Cleveland came out like a thunderclap in the top of the third, plating six runs in a flurry of line drives and precision base running. The exclamation point? A thunderous grand slam off the bat of Tony Horton, his bat making a sound not unlike a cannon shot echoing through time. Brad Lincoln, the Pittsburgh starter, departed the mound with his ERA soaring and shoulders slumped. The situation, as they say, looked bleak.
But sport — and baseball in particular — is the theater of the improbable. Enter the Pirates. Slowly, methodically, like a boxer shaking off an early knockdown, they fought back. Two runs in the fourth. Two more in the fifth. Suddenly, the deficit was no longer a chasm, but a crack in the wall. And in the eighth, with the eyes of all Pittsburgh upon them, and two outs to their name, the mighty Andrew McCutchen — he of the quick bat and quieter swagger — delivered. A two-run single with the bases loaded that sent the home crowd into rapture and the Pirates ahead for the first time since the first pitch.
Credit must be showered on Neil Walker — the hometown kid — who not only doubled and walked but ignited rallies with poise beyond his years. His two RBIs and constant presence on the bases were a balm to a team teetering on the edge. Let us not forget the bullpen, a veritable carousel of arms from Chris Resop to Joel Hanrahan, who doused the Cleveland flames with a remarkable blend of calm and command. While the Tribe loaded up late and threatened to spoil the party, Hanrahan slammed the door shut — one firm pitch at a time.
So the series now stands at 2-1 in favor of the Cleveland Indians of 1968, but the momentum, the energy, the very heartbeat of this contest? For the moment, it belongs to Pittsburgh. We return tomorrow to PNC Park for Game 4 — and if this afternoon was any indication, we may well be in for a classic. This is Howard Cosell — speaking of sports.

Game 4
At PNC Park
1968 Cleveland Indians 2
2011 Pittsburgh Pirates 3
WP: J. Karstens (1-0) LP: S. Siebert (0-1) S; J. Hanrahan (2)
HR: None
POG: Jeff Karstens (7 IP, 4 H, 2 ER, 1 BB, 2 K, 100 P)
Series Tied 2-2

Ladies and gentlemen, Howard Cosell here, and what a taut, compelling contest we have just witnessed in this pivotal Game 4 of the Field of Dreams showdown between the 1968 Cleveland Indians and the 2011 Pittsburgh Pirates. On this crisp October afternoon in Pittsburgh, it was a battle of inches, of instincts, of old-school grit versus modern resolve—and in the end, the Pirates eked out a 3-2 triumph to knot this series at two games apiece."
Jeff Karstens—remember the name—was the star of the day. The unassuming right-hander didn’t overpower, didn’t dazzle with velocity, but he carved up the Cleveland lineup with precision, finesse, and the poise of a veteran beyond his years. Seven innings, four hits, just two runs, and one mission: keep his club alive and even the series. And that, my friends, he did. It was in the fourth inning,” I remind you, “that the tide turned. With the score even at one apiece, Garrett Jones stepped to the plate—two men aboard, tension mounting like the crack of thunder before a summer storm. Jones, patient and calculating, lashed a single to right field off Sonny Siebert, and the crowd—oh yes, the Pittsburgh faithful—rose to their feet as Neil Walker dashed home to give the Pirates a 2-1 edge.”
Siebert, to his credit, labored valiantly. Seven innings of work, just three hits allowed—but those three proved fatal. A two-out RBI double by Ronny Cedeno in the sixth added the decisive insurance, and though Duke Sims’ sac fly brought Cleveland close in the same frame, the bats of the Tribe went cold down the stretch.
And let us tip the cap to Joel Hanrahan, who emerged from the bullpen with a closer’s scowl and the stuff to match. Two innings, one hit, two walks, and the final outs that sealed it.
This, ladies and gentlemen, was not just a baseball game. It was a throwback to when the margins were thin and the pressure suffocating. Every pitch mattered, every at-bat a potential turning point. The ghosts of the past met the pulse of the present, and for this afternoon at PNC Park, it was the Pirates who walked off victorious.”
The series now shifts to a best-of-three. The momentum, once firmly in Cleveland’s corner, has evaporated into the cool Pittsburgh air. We head to Game 5 with everything to play for.
This is Howard Cosell, signing off from the Steel City. "What drama. What a ballgame.

Game 5
At PNC Park
1968 Cleveland Indians 1
2011 Pittsburgh Pirates 6
WP: C. Morton (1-1) LP: L. Tiant (1-1)
HR: R. Doumit (2), J. Harrison (1), G. Jones (1)
POG: Charlie Morton (9 IP, 7 H, 0 ER, 1 BB, 9 K, 117 P)
2011 Pirates Lead Series 3-2

"Good afternoon, ladies and gentlemen. Howard Cosell here, perched high above the bucolic majesty of PNC Park, where the ghosts of baseball's past continue to dance amid the smoke and mist of this hallowed Field of Dreams series. And today—oh yes, today—Game 5 belonged, unequivocally, to one Charles Morton of the 2011 Pittsburgh Pirates.Let me set the scene for you.
The Cleveland Indians of 1968, gritty and grim, arrived with their ace, Luis Tiant, hoping to seize control of a series deadlocked at two games apiece. Tiant—he of the corkscrew windup and mystical deception—took the mound with conviction but, alas, would find himself torched by a barrage of Pittsburgh power.
And it began early, folks.
In the bottom of the very first inning, with two down, Tiant faced Garrett Jones. And what did he do? He hung a breaking ball like a goose on a noose, and Jones—towering, left-handed and lethal—unleashed a mighty swing that sent the ball careening into the cool Pittsburgh sky, out into the center field seats, a three-run exclamation point that rocked the Allegheny! From there, the Pirates never looked back. Andrew McCutchen, the heart and soul of that 2011 outfit, would deliver with a timely RBI single in the third. Young Josh Harrison, scrappy and fearless, went deep in the seventh—another solo shot off the beleaguered Tiant. And finally, Ryan Doumit—a man of thunderous intent—launched one more into the Pittsburgh breeze in the eighth, punctuating a performance of offensive authority. But if the Pirates’ bats provided the fireworks, it was Charlie Morton who orchestrated the symphony. Cool. Calculated. Complete. Nine innings, seven hits, one unearned run, and nine strikeouts. The man was a maestro on the mound, using his devastating sinker and cunning command to keep the Tribe guessing all afternoon. Yes, Charlie Morton—he was not merely good, he was transcendent.
The Indians? They scratched out seven hits, including a pair from Vic Davalillo, but lacked the timely blow. Their lone run came in the top of the first—a brief glimmer before the Pittsburgh storm. Tiant, for all his magic, was mortal. Three home runs surrendered, and with them, perhaps, went the momentum of this taut and testing series.
And so, as the sun sets behind the steel spires of PNC Park, Pittsburgh now carries a 3-2 lead in the best-of-seven affair. Game 6 heads back to the industrial coliseum of Cleveland Stadium, where Tiant’s teammates must summon every ounce of fight to force a seventh game.
But on this day, in this place, it was Morton’s masterpiece. And it was marvelous.
This is Howard Cosell—telling it… like it is."

Game 6
At Cleveland Stadium
2011 Pittsburgh Pirates 0
1968 Cleveland Indians 1 (12 inn)
WP: M. Paul (1-0) LP: D. Moskos (0-1)
HR: None
POG: Sam McDowell (9.1 IP, 5 H, 0 ER, 2 BB, 8 K, 134 P)
Series Tied 3-3

Ladies and gentlemen, I have seen the beauty and brutality of sport, but today—oh yes, today—we bore witness to something quite rare: a spectacle of agony, resilience, and finally, redemption. This was not merely a game of baseball; it was a war of attrition wrapped in 12 chapters of mounting tension. And in the end, it was the Cleveland 1968 Indians who rose triumphant, 1-0, in an unforgettable walk-off thriller that has now knotted this series at three games apiece.
Let us begin, as we must, with the gallant Sam McDowell, Cleveland’s southpaw ace. Nine and one-third innings of pure artistry. Five hits allowed. Eight men struck out. A maestro working his craft on the mound, painting the corners with velocity and precision that rendered the Pittsburgh bats mute.
And yet—such was the character of this duel—that McDowell did not even earn the decision. No, the win, curiously and poetically, would go to a 23-year-old relief pitcher, Mike Paul, who—having preserved the tie through the top of the twelfth—then strode to the plate, a man unaccustomed to such dramatic fate, and laced the game-winning single into the outfield, a walk-off dagger into the hearts of the Pirates. The crowd roared. The dugout emptied. And Cleveland stood still for a brief, euphoric eternity.
Let us not, however, discount the valor of Pittsburgh’s own starter, Paul Maholm, who fired 8.1 innings of scoreless ball, scattering three hits and walking just three. He was magnificent. He was efficient. But his efforts, noble as they were, went unrewarded—such is the cruelty of this game we revere. And defensively? A strange affair. Six errors combined. Misplays by Presley and Cedeno for Pittsburgh, Brown and Salmon for Cleveland. Yet somehow, not one run resulted from them. A testament to the courage of the men on the mound, dousing fire with resolve.
Indeed, neither team scratched a run across through eleven innings. Cleveland threatened. Pittsburgh flailed. Double plays snuffed out rallies. Pitch counts climbed. Tension built. Until at last, with one out in the bottom of the twelfth, and Daniel Moskos on the hill, it was Paul—the most unlikely of heroes—who summoned glory.
You talk about drama, you talk about passion, you talk about the exquisite madness of October baseball—this game, ladies and gentlemen, was all of that and more. And now—now—we arrive at the precipice. Game Seven awaits. One final tilt to determine which club marches onward into Field of Dreams immortality. For Pittsburgh, the agony of a squandered opportunity. For Cleveland, the pulse of belief restored.
So stay tuned. Because tomorrow, in this hallowed coliseum, legends will rise or fall in the deciding game of a series that has given us everything.
This is Howard Cosell, signing off from Cleveland Stadium. And oh, what a day it has been.

Game 7
At Cleveland Stadium
2011 Pittsburgh Pirates 6
1968 Cleveland Indians 3
WP: B. Lincoln (1-0) LP: S. Williams (0-1)
HR: A. Presley (1)
POG: Alex Presley (1-5, HR, 4 RBI, R)

From the hallowed heavens above Cleveland Stadium, this is Howard Cosell, bringing you the final word on a most rousing and redemptive conclusion to Series #218 of the Field of Dreams Tournament.
Ladies and gentlemen, let me tell it to you straight—with the weight of history pressing upon their shoulders and elimination lurking like a shadow in the dugout, the 2011 Pittsburgh Pirates delivered a thunderous rebuttal to the ghosts of October's past. In the end, it was the Pirates of Clint Hurdle who emerged victorious, 6 to 3, over the valiant 1968 Cleveland Indians—thus capturing the series in seven thrilling games.
And what a spectacle it was. Through six innings, the bats of Pittsburgh were mute—muted by the artistry of Sonny Williams, who had kept the Pirates guessing and Cleveland in control. But oh, the seventh inning. As sudden and disruptive as a thunderclap on a still night, the Pirates unleashed a fury. With two outs and the bases brimming, it was Alex Presley, yes, Alex Presley, who launched a cannonball into the autumn air—a grand slam, majestic and emphatic, that erased the deficit and turned silence into delirium. Presley, with just one swing, carved his name into the eternal lore of postseason lore, and earned himself the deserved honor of Player of the Game. Let us not forget Josh Harrison—the man of the hour and the Series MVP. With consistency, spark, and no shortage of flair, Harrison’s bat was the metronome of Pittsburgh’s offensive heartbeat. A .375 average, clutch hits, and veteran poise beyond his years—he was the catalyst and the closer.
But credit where it’s due. The Indians were relentless. Duke Sims, with three doubles—a playoff record—nearly dragged his club back from the brink in the ninth. And yet, the Pirates' bullpen—Chris Leroux and the tempestuous Joel Hanrahan—slammed the door shut, despite a late Cleveland push.
And now, with the mist of battle lifting, the 2011 Pittsburgh Pirates can raise their flags and their voices. They are champions of Series #218. For the first time in this tournament’s grand tapestry, they have claimed glory—and done so on foreign soil, in front of a spirited Cleveland crowd.
As for the Indians of 1968—do not despair. You played with grit, grace, and honor. But in this contest of time and will, it was Pittsburgh’s destiny that prevailed.
This has been Howard Cosell—saluting the champions and the challengers. For in baseball, as in life, greatness is not given… it is earned.

2011 Pittsburgh Pirates Win Series 4 Games To 3

Series MVP:

(.375, .400 OBP, 1 HR, 3 RBI, 2 R, .942 OPS)

[Nick Soulis]

HEAVEN'S DUGOUT — Post-Series Special: Series #218
Live from Cleveland Stadium — October 9th Presented by Louisville Slugger: “Swing for the Legends”

[Opening Scene]
(Soaring aerial shot of a golden sunset descending over Cleveland Stadium. The scoreboard still glows with the final score: Pittsburgh 6, Cleveland 3. Organ music plays softly as the camera fades into the heavenly broadcast booth.)

VIN SCULLY (Host):

“Pull up a seat, friends—wherever you may be. Welcome to Heaven’s Dugout, our post-series special for Field of Dreams Series #218, where the Pittsburgh 2011 Pirates have captured their first-ever series title in dramatic fashion, overcoming the 1968 Cleveland Indians in seven unforgettable games. I’m Vin Scully, joined tonight by a lineup that could only exist where baseball’s spirit never fades. Let’s meet our panel.”

The Panel

VIN SCULLY – Host

JACKIE ROBINSON – Hall of Fame Analyst

CASEY STENGEL – Legendary Manager

BOB GIBSON – Hall of Fame Pitcher

BILL JAMES – Baseball Historian

VIN SCULLY:

“Gentlemen, what a finale. Game 7 had everything—the quiet tension early on, the storm in the seventh, and a moment for the ages from Alex Presley. But first, let’s talk about the man who carried this Pirates club all series long. Jackie, your thoughts on our Series MVP, Josh Harrison.”

JACKIE ROBINSON:

“Vin, Josh Harrison played with the kind of heart you can’t teach. He hit .375, made big plays at third, and always looked ready. What stood out most to me was how he stayed calm. In Game 6 when things slipped away, he was the first guy out of the dugout to support his pitcher. Then in Game 7, he led by example again—two hits, scoring a run, never pressing. That’s leadership.”

CASEY STENGEL:

“Ya know, back in my day I used to say, ‘Get me a fella who don’t know he ain’t supposed to be nervous.’ That’s Josh Harrison! That boy got what you call the fire in the belly, the wheels on the track, and the spark in the wires! And he can hit, too!”

VIN SCULLY (chuckling):

“Well put, Casey. Bill, let’s talk about the pivotal swing of the series—Alex Presley’s grand slam in the seventh inning. The Pirates were trailing 2-0, two outs, full count. What does the data say about that moment?”

BILL JAMES:

“That’s one of the lowest-leverage spots statistically for a home run and yet it completely altered the trajectory of the game and the series. Presley had only hit .207 in the series until that at-bat. And boom. That one swing generated more Win Probability Added than any other play in the entire seven-game set. It’s the single most impactful hit of Series #218.”

BOB GIBSON:

“Let me tell you something—Sonny Williams was rolling. He was throwing good heat, spotting the corners, and then he hung a breaking ball to Presley with the bags loaded. That’s a pitch you don’t miss. Presley didn’t. Game over. Series over.”

VIN SCULLY:

“And yet, credit must be given to the 1968 Indians. Twelve hits in Game 7. Duke Sims with three doubles, setting a postseason record. Bob, how do you see their effort?”

BOB GIBSON:

“Man, they battled. Sims was terrific behind the plate all series, and with the bat he flat-out raked. Horton was knocking the seams off the ball. But you strand 11 runners in a Game 7? That’s the kind of thing that haunts you. Hanrahan got lucky late, but he made the final outs when it counted.”

CASEY STENGEL:

“You can’t win if you don’t cash ‘em in! You don’t eat if you don’t cook the meat!”

VIN SCULLY (smiling):

“Words to live by, Casey. Now, let’s take a look at the defining moments of this magnificent series.”

VIN SCULLY:

“One for the archives, one for the heart. This series had all the emotional texture that makes October so magical. Jackie, any final thoughts?”

JACKIE ROBINSON:

“The Pirates won it because they stayed composed. That’s what champions do. I tip my cap to both teams, but especially to Harrison. That young man carried himself with class and fire. That’s the future of baseball, right there.”

VIN SCULLY:

“And with that, we close the book on Series #218. The 2011 Pittsburgh Pirates advance in the Field of Dreams Tournament and take their place among the champions of history. From all of us here in Heaven’s Dugout, may your skies be clear, your glove always broken in, and your heart forever in love with the game.”

[Fade to black with a slow instrumental version of “Take Me Out to the Ballgame”]

Goodnight from Cleveland. ⚾

[Nick Soulis]

Series #219



1905 Philadelphia Phillies
Record: 83-69
Finish: 4th in NL
Manager: Hugh Duffy
Ball Park: Baker Bowl
WAR Leader: John Titus (5.5)
Franchise Record: 7-15
1905 Season Record: 0-0
Hall of Famers: (1)
https://www.baseball-reference.com/teams/PHI/1905.shtml

2022 Milwaukee Brewers
Record: 86-76
Finish: 3rd in NL Central
Manager: Craig Counsell
Ball Park: American Family Field
WAR Leader: Willy Adames (4.3)
Franchise Record: 4-8
2022 Season Record: 3-2
Hall of Famers: (0)
https://www.baseball-reference.com/teams/MIL/2022.shtml
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Heaven’s Dugout — Field of Dreams Series #219 Pre-Game Show
Live from the Heaven's Dugout Studio, located just beyond the cornfield fence
Broadcast on the Cooperstown Network
Presented by Kessinger Corn Co. — “Field to Field, Since 1893”

HOST: Curt Gowdy
PANELISTS: Bob Costas, Peter Gammons, Hawk Harrelson, and Frank Thomas

[INTRO – CURT GOWDY]
“Good evening, ladies and gentlemen, and welcome to Heaven’s Dugout — your home for timeless tales and immortal matchups. Tonight, we open the book on Series #219 of the Field of Dreams Tournament, and what a tale this one promises to be. It’s the gritty, hard-nosed baseball of the 1905 Philadelphia Phillies, who will host the power-packed, metrics-driven 2022 Milwaukee Brewers in a best-of-seven showdown. It's the Deadball Era versus the Modern Strikeout Era — and only one can advance.”

HISTORICAL CONTEXT – BOB COSTAS
“This Phillies team hails from the horse-and-buggy age of baseball. 1905 was a time of spitballs, bunts, and train travel. They finished 83-69 that year, a respectable showing in the rugged National League. The offense revolved around Sherry Magee, just 20 years old, with a bat as lively as his reputation. The pitching staff was anchored by Tully Sparks and Charlie Ferguson, known for long outings and soft contact.

In contrast, the 2022 Brewers bring a bullpen blueprint that would’ve been unthinkable in 1905. Milwaukee boasted one of the nastiest relief corps in modern baseball — led by Devin Williams, Brad Boxberger, and flamethrower Josh Hader before his departure mid-season. Offensively, Rowdy Tellez and Willy Adames brought thunder, while Corbin Burnes fronted a rotation that prized whiffs over weak grounders.”

SCOUTING REPORTS – PETER GAMMONS
“This is a pure stylistic collision. The Phillies of 1905 will try to scratch and claw — bunt runners over, steal third, and put the ball in play. The Brewers, meanwhile, will strike out 12 and hit 2 solo shots to win 2–1. If the Phillies can control the pace and avoid the back end of that Milwaukee pen, they’ve got a chance.

Watch Magee in the 3-hole. He’s got gap power by Deadball standards, and he’ll need to produce early. On the other side, Hunter Renfroe and Adames can turn a game in a heartbeat — but they’ll have to adjust to pitchers who throw 70% breaking balls and dare you to chase.”

HAWK HARRELSON’S TAKE
“Lemme tell ya somethin’ — you take these modern boys and put 'em in Baker Bowl, and they might hit some corn stalks out in center. But if the Phillies get on base and start playin’ that small-ball, hit-and-run, steal-second-and-third game? He gone! They’ll drive these Brewers nuts. You talkin’ baseball how it used to be played. Love it.”

SPOTLIGHT PLAYER — FRANK THOMAS
“For me, I’m keeping an eye on Christian Yelich. He’s the only Brewer with a real mix of patience, speed, and power. If he gets hot, it could be curtains for Philly. But I’m curious about how these modern guys adjust to pitchers who work quickly, don’t throw hard, and force contact. Will they have the discipline?

And for Philly? Kid Gleason, the second baseman and eventual Black Sox manager — he's a scrapper. He might not light up the stat sheet, but he’s the heartbeat of that team. Watch him turn a key double play or spark a rally.”

SERIES SCHEDULE & VENUES

Games 1–2: Baker Bowl, Philadelphia (grass & gravel, short porches, rowdy 1905 crowd)

Games 3–5: American Family Field, Milwaukee (roof optional, modern scoreboard will be covered with burlap)

Games 6–7 (if necessary): Back to Philadelphia

FINAL THOUGHTS — CURT GOWDY
“Can the Brewers strike quickly and silence the crowd in Philly? Or will the Phillies frustrate Milwaukee with their relentless brand of contact baseball? It's 117 years of baseball philosophy colliding in the Field of Dreams.”

Stay tuned, folks — Game 1 is moments away.

[Nick Soulis]

Series #219

Broadcast for the series:
Vin Scully and Joe Garagiola



Brew Crew Brilliance: Milwaukee Sweeps 1905 Phils
Brewers Beat Philly At Own Old Game



Game 1
At Baker Bowl
2022 Milwaukee Brewers 4
1905 Philadelphia Phillies 1
WP: C. Burnes (1-0) LP: T. Sparks (0-1)
HR: None
POG: Corbin Burnes (9 IP, 8 H, 1 Er, 1 BB, 7 K, 130 P)
2022 Brewers Lead Series 1-0

“A very good afternoon to you, wherever you may be.”
From the rickety wooden stands of the Baker Bowl to the ghosts lining the outfield grass, today’s Game 1 was a meeting of worlds. The 2022 Milwaukee Brewers, modern men with power sliders and launch angles, stepping back 117 years to face the 1905 Philadelphia Phillies — men of grit, knickers, and the deadball.
And in this opening salvo of Series #219, the Brewers drew first blood.
The man of the hour? None other than Corbin Burnes, who twirled a complete-game gem, scattering eight hits and allowing just a single run. He was in command, like a maestro directing a symphony of cutters and curveballs. He threw 130 pitches, folks — a number that would have your modern pitching coach in cardiac arrest — but Burnes did it with style and substance.
The scoring? It came in bursts. In the sixth inning, the Phillies finally cracked Burnes when Kitty Bransfield doubled home John Titus. But with the game tied 1-1 in the top of the seventh, the Brewers responded in kind. A leadoff triple by Keston Hiura — a ball that caromed strangely off the oddly-angled right field wall — set the stage. Tyrone Taylor then dropped a single into shallow center to make it 2-1.
But the backbreaker came in the ninth — a two-out, two-run double from Kolten Wong that brought a collective groan from the Philadelphia faithful and some fluttering straw hats from the crowd of 28,712.
Tully Sparks, the Phillies’ starter, gave it everything he had. Nine innings, nine hits, and a heart full of resolve. But he ran out of steam just as the Brewers found their late-game rhythm.
A tip of the cap to the Phillies' catcher, Red Dooin, who went 2-for-4 and handled Sparks with poise. And a nod to Magee, who collected two hits and covered left field like a man chasing ghosts — because, well, in this series, maybe he is.
But today belonged to Burnes and the Brewers. They take a 1–0 series lead, and with it, the upper hand in this time-traveling clash of styles.
Game 2 tomorrow. Same park, same stakes — and you can bet the Phillies won’t go quietly.
This is Vin Scully, saying goodnight from the Baker Bowl, where the past and present met — and the future, well, it’s just nine innings away.

Game 2
At Baker Bowl
2022 Milwaukee Brewers 4
1905 Philadelphia Phillies 3
WP: B. Woodruf f (1-0) LP: T. Pittinger (0-1)
HR: None
POG: Brandon Woodruff (9 IP, 9 H, 3 ER, 1 BB, 5 K, 129 P)
2022 Brewers Lead Series 2-0

Pull up a chair, friends, and let me tell you a story about how silence can speak volumes—especially when it's the kind that follows a pitch perfectly placed on the black."
Brandon Woodruff stood tall on a mound that predates the Model T and commanded it like he had pitched there all his life. In a game where time collided—where the 2022 Milwaukee Brewers tangled with the 1905 Philadelphia Phillies in the shadow of the Baker Bowl’s right-field wall—Woodruff authored a masterclass in control, composure, and sheer willpower.
The final score? Milwaukee 4, Philadelphia 3. But the line score hardly does justice to the calm intensity of a pitcher who never blinked.
Woodruff went the distance, throwing 129 pitches across 9 innings, striking out 5, walking just 1, and—though touched for 9 hits—never unraveling. In the final frame, with the tying run on first, the big right-hander stared down the ghosts of 1905 and coaxed a ground ball to short that sealed it.
But ah, baseball is never a solo act. Christian Yelich walked twice and stole two bases, dancing like a phantom across the 1905 dirt paths. Jace Peterson? He delivered what may one day be remembered as the series’ defining blow—a 2-run single in the eighth that cracked the game open and gave Milwaukee the separation it desperately needed. You could almost hear the old wooden grandstand groan as the modern bats took hold.
Tully Pittinger, the Phillies’ ironman, matched Woodruff pitch for pitch through most of the afternoon. He logged 156 pitches, a complete game of his own, but his defense—well, let’s just say the ghosts in gray were haunted by four costly errors.
Even so, the Phillies made it close in the ninth. A double by shortstop Mickey Doolin and a pinch-hit RBI from Fred Abbott gave the home crowd one last breath of hope. But like so many autumn dreams in this game of inches, it was not to be.
And so, as the late-day sun dipped behind the aging wooden facade of the Baker Bowl, the modern Brewers took a 2-0 series lead in this extraordinary best-of-seven showdown. Game 3 now shifts to the steel and glass of American Family Field in Milwaukee, but oh, how sweet the echoes in this old place have been.

Game 3
At American Family Field
1905 Philadelphia Phillies 5
2022 Milwaukee Brewers 7
WP: J. Peralta (1-0) LP: F. Corridon (0-1)
HR: W. Adames (1)
POG: Keston Hiura (4-4, 3B, 2B, 2 RBI, 2 R, SB)
2022 Brewers Lead Series 3-0

Today in Milwaukee, the ghosts of the game took a seat in the sunshine, and the bats of the Brewers did the talking.
Welcome back, friends, to another installment of this magical Field of Dreams series, where time folds in on itself like a well-worn scorebook. In Game 3 of Series #219, the 2022 Milwaukee Brewers inched ever closer to the brooms, pulling off a 7–5 victory over the scrappy 1905 Philadelphia Phillies to take a commanding three-games-to-none lead.
Keston Hiura, who on this day could have hit a feather with a toothpick, delivered a masterpiece at the plate: 4-for-4, with a double, a triple, and a pair of sharp singles. He scored twice and drove in two, a one-man wrecking crew in a game that never felt entirely secure.
In the third inning, with two out and a man aboard, Willy Adames turned a fastball from Frank Corridon into a two-run home run, a laser to left field that sent the Milwaukee crowd into a frenzy and stretched the Brewers’ early lead to 4–0. And oh, how poetic the sound of that bat—it was like the crack of thunder in a prairie storm.The Phillies, to their credit, clawed back behind timely hitting from Mike Doolin and Kitty Bransfield, putting up crooked numbers in the seventh and eighth. But it was Freddy Peralta, who despite bending like a branch in the wind, went the distance, tossing 143 pitches—yes, 143 pitches—in an old-school performance that would have made the likes of Christy Mathewson tip his cap.
There was some chaos—wild pitches, a balk, and a few defensive lapses—but in the end, it was the Brewers’ blend of speed, timely power, and Hiura’s flawless day that stood tallest. And so, we head to Game 4. The Phillies—backs against the cornfield—will try to stave off elimination, to write their own miracle in this land of nostalgia. But the Brewers? They smell the finish line, and it’s just 27 outs away.
This, ladies and gentlemen, is why we play the game. Because sometimes, in October, even time itself takes a seat and watches.
I'm Vin Scully. Good night from American Family Field. And oh, what a day it was.

Game 4
At American Family Field
1905 Philadelphia Phillies 1
2022 Milwaukee Brewers 2
WP: C. Burnes (2-0) LP: T. Sparks (0-2)
HR: K. Wong (1)
POG: Kolten Wong (3-3, HR, 2 RBI, R)

And with that final out... the sweep is complete.
Ladies and gentlemen, wherever you may be tuning in from — whether under the golden skies of 1905 or in the modern pulse of 2022 — you’ve just witnessed a marvelous finish to Series #219 in this magical Field of Dreams tournament.
This afternoon in Milwaukee, a crowd brimming with anticipation watched as Corbin Burnes took to the mound with the poise of a seasoned maestro. And oh, what a performance he gave! Like a jazz soloist in perfect command of every note, Burnes pitched a complete game, scattering eight hits and allowing just one earned run. Every inning, every pitch, he walked that fine line between brilliance and grit — and today, it earned him his second win of the series.
But the true swing of the hammer came off the bat of Kolten Wong in the third inning. With one on and nobody out, Wong turned on a pitch from Tully Sparks and deposited it into the right field seats. A two-run home run. Just like that — the only runs the Brew Crew would need. Wong, ever the catalyst, finishes the series hitting .364 and driving in four. You could call him the spark plug... but today, he was the ignition.
Let’s not forget the Phillies of 1905. They scratched and clawed, placing runners on base in nearly every frame. Doolin and Thomas showed their mettle with multi-hit days. And Sam Magee — no relation to poetry, but certainly poetic in the clutch — delivered the lone RBI. But eleven men left on base and a relentless Burnes meant the mountain proved just a bit too steep.
As the shadows grew long over American Family Field, the final out settled gently into the mitt of Rowdy Tellez at first. It was over. The series. The sweep. And as they say in baseball — how sweep it is.
In the dugout, hugs and handshakes all around. Jim Smith, the Brewers’ skipper, spoke of teamwork — and oh, how this team played for each other. From Woodruff’s complete game in Game 2, to Hiura’s four-hit day in Game 3, and now Wong’s heroics in Game 4 — the Brewers didn’t just win. They earned it.
And so, the 2022 Milwaukee Brewers become immortal in this Field of Dreams saga — not just as participants, but as champions.
From high atop the booth, I’m Vin Scully, saying goodnight from Milwaukee — where dreams do come true... especially when you sweep them clean.

2022 Milwaukee Brewers Win Series 4 Games To 0

Series MVP:

(2-0, 1.00 ERA, 18 IP, 3 BB, 11 K, 1.06 WHIP, 2 ER, 2 CG)

[Nick Soulis]

Series #220



1937 Washington Senators
Record: 73-80
Finish: 6th in AL
Manager: Bucky Harris
Ball Park: Griffith Stadium
WAR Leader: Cecil Travis (4.9)
Franchise Record: 2-14
1937 Season Record: 1-3
Hall of Famers: (2)
https://www.baseball-reference.com/teams/WSH/1937.shtml

1959 Philadelphia Phillies
Record: 64-90
Manager: Eddie Sawyer
Ball Park: Shibe Park
WAR Leader: Gene Conley (5.1)
Franchise Record: 7-16
1959 Season Record: 0-0
Hall of Famers: (2)
https://www.baseball-reference.com/teams/PHI/1959.shtml
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Heaven’s Dugout: Pre-Series Preview — Field of Dreams Series #220
Live from Griffith Stadium, Washington D.C.

HOST: Mel Allen
Panelists: Peter Gammons, Hawk Harrelson, and Vin Scully

Mel Allen (Host):

"Well, how bout that! Welcome back, baseball fans, to another magical chapter in the Field of Dreams saga. This is Heaven’s Dugout, and we’re all set for Series #220 — a best-of-seven showdown between the 1937 Washington Senators and the 1959 Philadelphia Phillies. The air is crisp here at Griffith Stadium, and anticipation is thick as pine tar. The Senators hold home field advantage in this throwback duel — and we’ve got a dandy of a panel here to break it down. Let’s bring in our analysts. First, the encyclopedic Peter Gammons, the charismatic Hawk Harrelson, and the legendary voice himself, Vin Scully. Gentlemen, let’s tee this one up. Peter, who are these 1937 Senators?"

Peter Gammons:

"Mel, the ’37 Senators are one of those teams that never made headlines in October, but they had some underrated talent. Cecil Travis, at just 23 years old, was hitting .344 that year and looked like the next big star at shortstop. Buddy Myer was a contact machine at second base, and Joe Kuhel was a productive first baseman. The pitching is a question mark — Monte Weaver and Sid Cohen weren’t overpowering, but they kept their team in games. This was a gritty group. Think gap-to-gap hitting and hustle, not home run trots."

Hawk Harrelson:

"I tell ya what, Petey — these Senators didn’t have the muscle, but they had grit, baby. Now the '59 Phillies — wooo boy — they had a rough go that year. Lost 90 games, but don’t let the record fool ya. They’ve got Wally Post, who could hit the ball a mile. You’ve got young talent like Pancho Herrera, and they had some pop with Willie Jones. Their pitching wasn’t deep, but Gene Conley could be a difference-maker. If he shows up, you might see a few surprises. But let me tell you: I love Cecil Travis. That kid could rake, man. He reminds me of a young Wade Boggs — pure hitter."

Vin Scully:

"Indeed, Hawk. There’s something poetic about this matchup. The 1937 Senators, tucked in the pre-war years, represent a simpler time — small ball, sacrifice bunts, and fielding gloves that looked like pancakes. Meanwhile, the 1959 Phillies were trying to find their identity during the transition into modern baseball. Integration had reshaped the game, television was changing the fan experience, and you could feel the shift in strategy. This series is more than just a ballgame — it’s a conversation between eras. And, as always, the ghosts of baseball past will whisper from the cornfields."

Mel Allen:

"And ain’t that the truth! So gentlemen — keys to victory. Peter?"

Peter Gammons:

"The Senators must play clean defense and rely on contact hitting. If Travis and Myer get on base consistently, they can create chaos. The Phillies need Conley to dominate on the mound and hope Post can change a game with one swing."

Hawk Harrelson:

"Whoever wins the battle at shortstop — Travis vs. Al Dark — could tilt the whole series. You gotta pitch, catch the ball, and get timely hits. That’s baseball, baby."

Vin Scully:

"And let’s not forget — in these Fields of Dreams, strange things tend to happen. Legends rise. History echoes. The series begins, and soon, one team will step into the pages of eternity."

Mel Allen:

"So grab your peanuts and cracker jack, folks. Series #220 is about to begin. From Griffith Stadium in the nation's capital, the Senators and Phillies take the field — and we’ll be right here for every pitch, every swing, and every magical moment. Stay tuned."

[Nick Soulis]

Series #220

Broadcast For This Series:
Bob Costas and Jim Kaat



Capital Gains: Senators Write History
Tax Phillies in 5-Game Triumph Behind Newsom/Chapman



Game 1
At Griffith Stadium
1959 Philadelphia Phillies 5
1937 Washington Senators 8
WP: G. Newsom (1-0) LP: G. Conley (0-1) S: S. Cohen (1)
HR: None
POG: Carl Sawatski (4-4, RBI, 2B, R)

“On a golden afternoon beneath the blue Washington sky, history came alive in the most theatrical of ways — and the Senators, long defined by frustration, gave their faithful something worth dreaming about.”
Ladies and gentlemen, what we witnessed today was the essence of baseball’s unpredictable poetry — a tale of momentum, missed chances, and a late-inning resurgence that could've been penned by a screenwriter.
The 1959 Philadelphia Phillies jumped out with the urgency of a team possessed, scoring four runs in the first two innings and looking like they might run away with Game 1. Richie Ashburn set the tone with two hits and a stolen base. Carl Sawatski — who, for one afternoon, looked more like Mickey Cochrane than a backup catcher — went a perfect 4-for-4 with a double, singlehandedly trying to will Philadelphia to a win.
But then came the seventh inning. The air shifted. The ghosts of Griffith Stadium stirred.
With Washington trailing 5–0 and little to show against Gene Conley, the Senators — known more for their grit than their glamour — erupted for six stunning runs. It was a carousel of clutch hitting: Bruce Campbell and Cecil Travis bringing runners home, Buddy Lewis giving them the lead with a cool two-out single, and a pinch-hit RBI knock by Jackie Hill that sent the home fans into rapture.
“Buddy Lewis, a kid with the swagger of a star and the humility of a soldier, may have just delivered the defining hit of this series.”
Bobo Newsom, never a stranger to drama, gutted through 7 innings despite allowing 12 hits. Stan Cohen calmly slammed the door with two clean frames to preserve the 8–5 victory.
This wasn’t just a win — it was a message. The 1937 Senators, often overlooked in the annals of baseball history, just reminded us they’re not here to play the role of underdog. They’re here to win.
And so, as the sun dips below the façade of Griffith Stadium, we look ahead to Game 2. One team searches for answers. The other, for momentum. As always in the Field of Dreams, time bends, and the past breathes again.

Game 2
At Griffith Stadium
1959 Philadelphia Phillies 0
1937 Washington Senators 9
WP: J. Krakauskas (1-0) LP: J. Owens (0-1)
HR: None
POG: Joe Krakauskas (9 IP, 4 H, 0 ER, 3 BB, 8 K, 134 P)
1937 Senators Lead Series 2-0

Baseball can be a cruel game. One day, you're on the cusp of a comeback win. The next, you're walking off the field wondering if you’ll even have a chance to salvage pride. Today, here in the shadowed grace of Griffith Stadium, the 1937 Washington Senators left no doubt. With a 9-0 throttling of the 1959 Philadelphia Phillies, they didn’t just win—they imposed their will."
Joe Krakauskas was not merely dominant—he was masterful. With a fastball that darted and dipped like it had a mind of its own, and a poise far beyond his years, the young southpaw spun a complete game shutout, allowing only 4 hits while striking out 8. It wasn’t just a performance—it was a message. The Phillies were never in this one. And when the dust settled, Krakauskas had earned every bit of the thunderous ovation echoing through this old park.
Offensively, the Senators were relentless. Cecil Travis, the elegant shortstop with a swing as smooth as Sinatra’s voice, tallied four hits and drove in a run. Jake Stone and Buddy Myer added two RBIs apiece, while Krakauskas even helped himself at the plate with two hits—including a ringing double—and an RBI. For Philadelphia, it was a day they’ll want to forget. Their bats never woke up, and starter Jim Owens, despite a gallant effort, was undone by a fourth-inning flurry and a seventh-inning collapse. Carl Sawatski, the Game 1 hero, went hitless with three strikeouts, a stark reminder of how quickly fortunes shift in October.
The Senators now lead this best-of-seven series 2-0, and as the teams shift to Shibe Park for Game 3, the pressure is squarely on the Phillies. Can they rally behind their home crowd, or will Washington’s vintage momentum carry them to the cusp of a sweep?
For now, the stars belong to the Senators—and a young left-hander named Krakauskas, who reminded us all what greatness looks like when it takes the mound and dares a lineup to beat it.

Game 3
At Griffith Stadium
1937 Washington Senators 2
1959 Philadelphia Phillies 1
WP: K. Chase (1-0) LP: R. Roberts (0-1)
HR: None
POG: Ken Chase (9 IP, 6 H, 1 ER, 4 BB, 2 K, 129 P)
1937 Senators Lead Series 3-0

Baseball, at its purest, often resists the grandiose. Sometimes, it's not the towering home runs or the deafening crowds, but rather the quiet defiance of a pitcher on an overcast afternoon that becomes the soul of a series.
And today in Game 3 of the Field of Dreams Series #220, Ken Chase etched his name into the story of the 1937 Washington Senators—a team on the verge of sweeping away the 1959 Philadelphia Phillies—by delivering a complete game gem in a tightly wound 2–1 victory.
There was no thunderous crack of the bat that echoed through Shibe Park. There were no momentum-swinging innings. Just a left-handed craftsman named Chase, sculpting outs with each measured pitch across nine painstaking frames. He faced 37 Phillies batters, scattered six hits, walked four, struck out two, and above all, exuded calm—a calm that must now feel like a blizzard to the trailing Phillies.
The Senators scored both of their runs before some fans had settled into their wooden seats. After Cecil Travis laced a double in the first and Al Simmons drove him home, John Stone came through with a two-out RBI single—an understated but fateful blow. From that point on, Washington's offense vanished... and so did Philadelphia’s hope of overtaking them.
Chase’s duel with Robin Roberts was one for the purists. The Phillies' ace matched Chase pitch-for-pitch, his own complete game punctuated by nine hits allowed and just two runs. Roberts did his part. His team simply could not solve the riddle of Washington's rhythm: timely doubles, pressure on the basepaths, and defensive poise.
The Phillies, now down 3–0 in the series, are left staring at elimination. They’ve not been outslugged, but out-executed. They’ve now been outscored 19–6 across three games, and what once looked like a tightly matched affair has unraveled into a Senators march.
Make no mistake—this has been a clinic in vintage baseball. Baserunning artistry from B. Chapman and John Stone. Quiet leadership from Bucky Harris in the dugout. And now, with one more game, the 1937 Senators could close the book on this series before the leaves even finish turning on the Pennsylvania trees.
Tomorrow, the Phillies have one last chance to summon the spirit of Robin Roberts, Richie Ashburn, and the pride of a city that’s seen its share of fight. But today belongs to Ken Chase—a name you may not find in Cooperstown, but one that belongs in the lore of this tournament.
This is Bob Costas, from a drizzly Shibe Park, reminding you that baseball’s poetry isn’t always written in thunder... sometimes, it’s whispered in control, in conviction, and in complete games.

Game 4
At Shibe Park
1937 Washington Senators 8
1959 Philadelphia Phillies 9
WP: R. Gomez (1-0) LP: J. DeShong (0-1) S: T. Farell (1)
HR: None
POG: Ed Bouchee (4-5, 4 RBI, 2 R)
1937 Senators Lead Series 3-1

Baseball, like life, rarely follows a neat and predictable script. Just when the curtain seemed ready to fall on the 1959 Philadelphia Phillies—down three games to none and trailing early in Game 4—they rose from the ashes of a dismal start and wrote a new chapter in this unfolding Field of Dreams drama.
Hello again, I’m Bob Costas, and what we witnessed at Shibe Park today was the kind of rollercoaster contest that keeps this old game forever young. The Senators of 1937 looked poised to deliver the knockout blow. A 3-run first inning, a triple by Buddy Myer in the third, and a steady barrage of run production had Washington up 6-0 early, chasing starter Don Cardwell before the 4th inning was even underway. It was clinical, it was precise—and it felt like déjà vu.
But then, like flipping a switch in the heart of Philadelphia, the Phillies refused to go quietly.
They chipped away, one run in the fourth, then a furious rally in the fifth—sparked by back-to-back triples from Dave Philley and Gene Freese. Suddenly, it was a ballgame again. And in the seventh, with the bases loaded and two outs, up stepped Ed Bouchee.
Bouchee, who had already collected a couple of base hits, lashed a 2-run single to right—his third and fourth RBIs of the day. The crowd, which had spent most of the afternoon in uneasy silence, erupted. It was 8-6, and you could feel the tide fully turning.
They weren’t done. Richie Ashburn doubled in the eighth to set the table, and Bouchee again came through—his fourth hit, his second run scored, and his fingerprints all over this comeback victory.
And still, Washington didn’t fold. Down 9-6 entering the ninth, they mounted a last gasp, with Bruce Lewis’ RBI double cutting the lead to one. But Turk Farrell dug deep, recording the final outs to preserve a 9-8 win and keep the Phillies alive in this best-of-seven series.
You want heroes? Ed Bouchee went 4-for-5 with 4 RBIs. Richie Ashburn reached base four times and scored three runs. Even the Phillies bullpen—so often a weak spot—stood tall, with Ruben Gomez and Farrell combining for five critical innings of relief after Cardwell faltered.
On the other side, the Senators’ bats were again potent—11 hits, 8 runs—but their pitching, especially starter Joe DeShong, finally cracked. It took 105 pitches, 15 baserunners, and a barrage of extra-base hits from the Phillies to finally loosen their grip on this series.
So here we are. The Senators still lead 3 games to 1. They are still the more balanced team. But now they must contend with a Philadelphia lineup that suddenly remembers it can hit—and a fanbase that just remembered how to believe.
Game 5 awaits tomorrow, back here at Shibe Park. If this one was any indication, the heart of the '59 Phillies still beats strong. The Senators would be wise not to assume the final nail has been hammered in just yet.
From the City of Brotherly Love, this is Bob Costas saying goodnight—and good luck explaining this game to anyone who thinks baseball is boring.

Game 5
At Shibe Park
1937 Washington Senators 5
1959 Philadelphia Phillies 3
WP: B. Newsom (2-0) LP: G. Conley (0-2)
HR: None
POG: Ben Chapman (3-4, 3B, 2B, 2 RBI, R, SB)

"There are moments in baseball when history doesn’t just whisper — it roars."
And today, it roared from the ivy-draped walls of Shibe Park, as the 1937 Washington Senators claimed their place in the annals of the Field of Dreams with a 5-3 victory over the 1959 Philadelphia Phillies, clinching Series #220 in five tightly contested games. This was no coronation stroll. It was a hard-fought finale — a game shaped by grit, by timely hitting, and by the enduring brilliance of a man named Ben Chapman. Already the centerpiece of this series, Chapman put an emphatic stamp on his MVP performance with three more hits, including a leadoff triple in the 1st and a clutch two-out double in the 5th. He finished the series batting .381, but numbers alone can’t capture his impact. Chapman was the firestarter, the tone-setter, the relentless heartbeat of a team playing for something bigger than themselves — for the dignity of a franchise long overshadowed in the dusty pages of baseball lore.
It was fitting, too, that Bobo Newsom, known as much for his colorful personality as his durability, went the distance on the mound. Throwing 151 pitches, Newsom danced in and out of trouble all afternoon. He scattered 12 hits, stranded 10 runners, and twice induced double plays when the Phillies threatened to break the game wide open. This wasn’t domination — it was survival, executed with cunning and heart.
And what of the Phillies? They didn't go quietly into this October afternoon. Ed Bouchee, their breakout performer, had another three-hit game and drove in his fifth run of the series. But as was the case in three of their four losses, Philadelphia struggled to capitalize on opportunities, stranding runners in scoring position and getting outmaneuvered in the little moments — the infield shifts, the two-strike approaches, the shallow fly balls that never quite found the grass.
This series wasn’t won with towering home runs or no-hitters. It was won with fundamentals — clutch doubles, efficient defense, smart baserunning. The Senators turned two key double plays, executed a sacrifice fly, and delivered four two-out RBIs. These are the cornerstones of championship baseball — subtle but surgical.
And so, for the first time in this dreamscape tournament, the 1937 Washington Senators are champions of a series. In a land where legends walk and eras collide, they have carved their chapter — a team that many forgot, now impossible to ignore.
“When you wear Senators on your shirt, you're good at something,” said manager Bucky Harris after the final out. Today, that "something" was everything. Heart, hustle, and a memory that will live far beyond the cornfields.
From Shibe Park, I’m Bob Costas. And this... was a game to remember.

1937 Washington Senators Win Series 4 Games To 1

Series MVP:

(.381, 6 RBI, 3 R, 4 2B, 1 3B, 1 SB, .459 OBP, .667 SLG)

[Nick Soulis]

Tournament Progress Report 220 Series Played

Every 10 series I will give a progress report on the competition including stats.

Leaders (single series)
Hits.............................................. ....Barney McCosky (1939 Tigers) - 16
HR................................................ ....Aaron Judge (2022 Yankees) - 6
RBI............................................... ....Babe Ruth (1920 Yankees) - 20
Strikeouts........................................ .Ed Walsh (1911 White Sox) - 25
Longest HR......................................Andy Carey (1958 Yankees) - 554 FT
Hardest Hit Ball................................Andy Carey (1958 Yankees) - 118.8
Best Game Performance Score.......Babe Ruth (1920 Yankees) - 138


Managerial Leaders
Most Wins...........Miller Huggins/Lou Piniella - 24
Winning %...........Eight tied - 100%

Championship Clubs Eliminated
1. 1920 Cleveland Indians - Lost to 2013 Yankees
2. 2008 Philadelphia Phillies - Lost to 1940 Yankees
3. 1940 Cincinnati Reds - Lost to 2004 Pirates
4. 2006 St. Louis Cardinals - Lost to 1944 Braves
5. 1990 Cincinnati Reds - Lost to 1947 Indians

Incredible Comebacks (Teams down 0-3 to come back and win series)
1976 Baltimore Orioles over 2012 Miami Marlins

Franchise Records
Arizona Dbacks....................3-1
Atlanta/Mil Braves................11-2
Baltimore Orioles..................6-7
Boston Braves/Beans...........1-7
Boston Red Sox...................8-6
Brooklyn/LA Dodgers...........6-9
Chicago Cubs......................11-8
Chicago White Sox..............10-7
Cincinnati Reds....................15-8
Cleveland Indians/Naps.......10-8
Colorado Rockies................3-4
Detroit Tigers.......................15-11
Florida/Miami Marlins......... 3-3
Houston Astros....................2-4
KC Royals...........................5-6
Los Angeles Angels.............4-3
Milwaukee Brewers.............5-8
Minnesota Twins..................5-2
Montreal Expos...................3-4
New York Mets....................2-5
New York Yankees...............17-3
New York/SF Giants.............8-11
Philadelphia Phillies.............7-17
Philadelphia/Oak A's............6-17
Pittsburgh Pirates.................13-12
San Diego Padres................4-2
Seattle Mariners...................4-5
St. Louis Browns..................2-3
St. Louis Cardinals...............9-6
Tampa Bay Rays..................3-2
Texas Rangers.....................4-3
Toronto Blue Jays.................4-1
Washington Nationals..........1-4
Washington Senators...........3-14


Best/Worst Winning Percentage by Franchise:
New York Yankees - 17-3(.85)
Boston Braves - 1-7 (.125)

Records By Decade
1900's.............................6-5
1910's.............................11-13
1920's.............................14-13
1930's.............................13-16
1940's.............................16-20
1950's.............................13-14
1960's.............................15-15
1970's.............................20-21
1980's.............................17-18
1990's.............................26-22
2000's.............................33-23
2010's.............................26-27
2020's.............................7-7

Best Season - 2004 - 8-0

Accomplishments Single Game
No Hitter - Vida Blue (1974 Athletics)
6-6 Jacoby Elsbury (2010 Red Sox)
10 RBI - Babe Ruth (1920 Yankees)
3 HR - Willie Mays (1961 Giants)
3 HR - Bernie Williams (2000 Yankees)
No Hitter - Sonny Gray (2019 Reds)

[Nick Soulis]

The ongoing woes of Philadelphia baseball continue, as two more Phillies teams faltered in this latest stretch. The city now holds a dismal combined record of 13–34 in the Field of Dreams tournament. The 1959 Phillies were dispatched with ease in five games by the 1937 Washington Senators, granting the long-suffering Washington franchise a rare moment in the sun. Meanwhile, the 1905 Phillies served as further proof that old-time baseball isn’t always superior—Corbin Burnes and the 2022 Brewers dominated them with grit, complete games, and unwavering control.

Philadelphia did manage to salvage some pride. The 2001 Phillies, led by fiery manager Larry Bowa, took down the 1974 Astros as Bobby Abreu refused to be forgotten, driving in 8 runs during the series. Another team from that same era, the 2004 Phillies, battled through seven tough games to edge out the 1961 Senators, with Mike Lieberthal delivering a clutch go-ahead home run in the 8th inning of Game 7.

Brian Giles etched his name into legend during the 2004 Padres’ seven-game victory over Lou Piniella’s underdog 2010 Cubs. Giles went a perfect 4-for-4 in Game 7, while Jake Peavy closed out one of the finest series in recent memory. Speaking of heroics in Game 7, Alex Presley launched a momentum-shifting grand slam to lead the 2011 Pirates past the 1968 Indians, overcoming a daunting 1–3 series deficit.

In a shocking result, the 1994 Brewers dismantled the 2000 Mariners in just five games. Seattle’s star power—Ichiro, A-Rod, and others—was no match for the Brewers' disciplined arms and sharp execution.

The modern 2021 Cardinals, still powered by a prime Paul Goldschmidt, capitalized on the fading strength of the 1974 Tigers, winning the series with veteran poise. But unpredictability remains the beating heart of this tournament. The 1996 Tigers, a team with 109 losses on their résumé, stunned the 2013 Orioles in six games behind a ferocious performance from Cecil Fielder, who roared loud enough to be heard across generations.

And don’t sleep on the 1946 Cubs—they proved to be far more formidable than expected, thoroughly outplaying the 1949 Pirates in nearly every inning across five dominant games. Andy Pafko walked away with a well-deserved MVP nod.

Lastly, let’s all take a moment to welcome the Legends of the Broadcast Booth—a new era of this tournament has begun, now enhanced by the voices of the game’s greatest storytellers. The magic they bring has added fresh flavor to the Field of Dreams, and the echoes of their calls will make each game feel timeless.

[Nick Soulis]

Series #221



1907 New York Giants
Record: 82-71
Finish: 4th in NL
Manager: John McGraw
Ball Park: Polo Grounds
WAR Leader: Christy Mathewson (8.9)
Franchise Record: 8-11
1907 Season Record: 1-0
Hall of Famers: (3)
https://www.baseball-reference.com/teams/NYG/1907.shtml

2021 Minnesota Twins
Record: 73-89
Finish: 5th in AL Central
Manager: Rocco Baldelli
Ball Park: Target Field
WAR Leader: Jorge Polanco (5.0)
Franchise Record: 5-2
2021 Season Record: 2-1
Hall of Famers: (0)
https://www.baseball-reference.com/teams/MIN/2021.shtml
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Heaven's Dugout: Series #221 Preview Special
Location: The Celestial Studio, overlooking the eternal diamonds of glory
Matchup: 1907 New York Giants (Home) vs. 2021 Minnesota Twins (Road)
Series Type: Best-of-Seven | Field of Dreams Tournament | Series #221

[Host: Mel Allen]

"Well, hello there, friends! Welcome back to Heaven’s Dugout, your front-row seat to the timeless classics of baseball's golden past and thrilling present. We’ve got a doozy lined up for Series #221 in the Field of Dreams Tournament as two vastly different teams square off: the small-ball savvy 1907 New York Giants and the long-ball loving 2021 Minnesota Twins. Buckle up—this one's going to be a fascinating clash of eras!"

Panel of Legends:

Mel Allen (Host)

Bill James (Sabermetric Analyst)

Frank Thomas (Power Perspective)

Tim McCarver (Catcher’s Corner)

Steve Stone (Pitching Insight)

Team Profiles

1907 New York Giants

Manager: John McGraw

Record (1907): 82–71, 4th in NL

Style of Play: Aggressive base running, tight defense, pitching finesse

Star Players:

Christy Mathewson – Ace pitcher, cerebral master of the mound

Art Devlin – Team catalyst with speed and smarts

Sammy Strang – Veteran presence with timely hits

Tim McCarver:
“This Giants team plays the game like a chess match. McGraw’s fingerprints are all over this club—sacrifice bunts, hit-and-runs, station-to-station ball. And don’t let the era fool you—Mathewson could carve up a modern lineup.”

2021 Minnesota Twins

Manager: Rocco Baldelli

Record (2021): 73–89, 5th in AL Central

Style of Play: Power-hitting, swing-heavy lineup, questionable pitching depth

Star Players:

Byron Buxton – Dynamic center fielder with speed and pop

Jorge Polanco – Steady switch-hitter with pop from both sides

Miguel Sanó – Boom-or-bust slugger, potential game-changer

Frank Thomas:
“The Twins can change a game with one swing, plain and simple. If Sanó and Buxton get going, that short right field fence in these heavenly dimensions might be in danger.”

Series Breakdown

Category Edge
Pitching Giants (Mathewson factor)
Defense Giants
Power Twins
Speed & Baserunning Giants
Bullpen Depth Twins
Intangibles Giants (McGraw mystique)

Bill James:
“On paper, the modern team has all the physical tools. But the Giants are the kind of team that plays every edge, every inch of grass. In a neutral setting like this Field of Dreams format, that discipline can outweigh muscle.”

Key Storylines

McGraw’s Mind Games vs. Modern Metrics

Can the 1907 Giants out-think and out-maneuver a power-centric Twins team that leans on exit velocity and launch angle?

Can the Twins Go Yard in Deadball Dimensions?

Modern bats meet softer, slower pitches—and a heavier ball. Will the long ball be neutralized or adjusted for Field of Dreams mechanics?

Mathewson vs. the Modern Slugger

A legendary hurler known for control and poise faces an all-or-nothing lineup. Can he keep them guessing with the “fadeaway” pitch?

Steve Stone:
“The pitching and defensive precision of Mathewson in this spacious outfield may just nullify the big bats of Minnesota. It’ll come down to how patient the Twins can be.”

X-Factor Players

Giants: Mike Donlin – A potential sparkplug with a .350+ average in his prime seasons. If he gets on base consistently, the Giants can manufacture chaos.

Twins: Max Kepler – If he gets hot early, his left-handed swing could exploit the shallow Polo Grounds right field and flip the series script.

Final Thoughts

Mel Allen:
“It’s the classic Field of Dreams matchup—an intelligent, tightly-coached deadball club against a hard-hitting modern lineup. The question is: will smarts and strategy prevail over brute force and big swings? That’s what makes this series so intriguing.”

Tim McCarver:
“I’ll be watching the plate discipline of the Twins. If they chase Mathewson’s stuff early, this series could be over quickly.”

Frank Thomas:
“If the Twins can launch a few bombs and get ahead early, McGraw’s style becomes less effective. Score first, slug second.”

Bill James:
“I wouldn’t count out the Giants. They didn’t just play baseball—they lived it like a religion.”

Stay tuned for Game 1 from the Polo Grounds!

[Nick Soulis]

Broadcast For This Series:
Red Barber



GIANTS OF 1907 STAND TALL
McGann, Mathewson Lead New York to Win in Game 7



Game 1
At Polo Grounds
2021 Minnesota Twins 8
1907 New Yok Giants 1
WP: J. Berrios (1-0) LP: C. Mathewson (0-1)
HR: None
POG: Jose Berrios (9 IP, 3 H, 1 ER, 1 BB, 2 K, 116 P)
2021 Twins Lead Series 1-0

Well now, friends, this one at the Polo Grounds was a corker — though not the kind the hometown folks were hopin’ for. The calendar may say October, but the temperature on the field for the visiting Minnesota Twins from 2021 was just right — and Jose Berríos, well, he cooked up a masterpiece of a ballgame.
Let’s start with the man on the mound for the Twins — Berríos was sharper than a barber’s straight razor today, I’ll tell ya. He had the New York Giants, those fellas from 1907, slicing at air and beating balls into the dirt. A complete game effort, three hits, just one run, and never once did he let the home crowd get the best of him. He worked quick, worked smart, and worked clean — 116 pitches, 78 of ‘em strikes. That, folks, is what we call a dandy day’s work.
Now Christy Mathewson — yes, that Christy Mathewson — took the hill for the Giants, and I’ll say this, even legends have their off days. The big inning came in the eighth when the Twins exploded for seven tallies. That was the end of the story right there, and it turned this old yard quiet as a church on Monday morning. Mathewson was hittin’ his spots early, but things unraveled when errors reared their head — and I’ll remind you, three errors in a ballgame is no way to win in any century.
Luis Arraez came off the bench and made a mess of the Giants’ hopes, knockin’ in a pair and tallying two hits. Byron Buxton doubled in a big run, and even Berríos himself helped his own cause with two runs batted in. That’s what we call doin’ it all.
As for the Giants? Only three hits to their name, one of 'em a tidy triple by Sammy Strang, and they left just one man on base. That tells you about all you need to know. The 2021 Twins played crisp, clean baseball — good fundamentals, patient hitting, and airtight defense. The 1907 Giants? Well, they looked like they’d just come out of the clubhouse from a century ago — and in this series, that might just be the case.
It’s only one game in this best-of-seven, but momentum — well, she’s a funny gal. The Twins have her in their dugout now, and they’ll look to ride that wave again tomorrow right here at the Polo Grounds.
This is Red Barber speakin’ from New York City, remindin’ you: baseball may span the centuries, but good pitching and smart baseball? That never goes outta style. So long, everybody.

Game 1
At Polo Grounds
2021 Minnesota Twins 0
1907 New Yok Giants 1
WP: H. Wiltse (1-0) LP: K. Maeda (0-1)
HR: None
POG: Hooks Wiltse (9 IP, 5 H, 0 ER, 2 BB, 4 K, 129 P)
Series Tied 1-1

Well now, how do you do, friends, and welcome back to the Polo Grounds, where this grand old ballpark—flanked by stone and ivy and echoes from yesteryear—played host to a fine pitcher’s duel here in Game 2 of Season 221. The New York Giants of 1907, oh those scrappy boys in cream and black, turned back the clock and shut the door on the heavy bats of the Minnesota Twins from 2021. Final score: New York 1, Minnesota 0."
Yes indeed, folks, Hooks Wiltse was the story of the day, and you can write that in bold print. The southpaw from Hamilton, New York, carved his name into the pages of this Field of Dreams series with a sparkling shutout. Nine innings, five hits, four strikeouts, not a single run crossing that plate. He was cooler than the wind blowing out to center field.
Wiltse had them dancing like they were on marbles—curveballs that dipped like a swallow, fastballs with late hop, and enough nerve to fill the Empire State Building.
And let me tip my straw hat to his adversary, Kenta Maeda of the 2021 Twins. Eight innings, seven hits, and but a single blemish—a booming home run off the bat of Dan McGann in the bottom of the eighth, a swing so clean it cut through the chill like a hot knife through butter.
You knew it the moment the ball left the bat, friends. That horsehide had wings. It soared out toward the flagpole in dead center, and with it, the deadlock was broken. The Twins had their chances, don’t think they didn’t. Josh Donaldson smoked a double in the eighth with two outs, but Wiltse dug deep, cooler than the flip side of the pillow, and got Nelson Cruz to strike out on a high hard one. In all, the Twins stranded six men, and the Giants turned two tailor-made double plays to quell any rally.
Behind the plate, Roger Bresnahan handled Wiltse like a violinist with his Stradivarius—never a note out of place. The outfield ran down balls in the alley. Sammy Strang, Spike Shannon, and George Browne each chipped in with key plays and timely knocks. But it was McGann’s solo shot and Wiltse’s quiet domination that earned the headlines.
This ballgame had the kind of rhythm only old New York knows—a little tension, a little chill in the air, and a lot of leather meeting horsehide."
So now, with the series tied 1-1, we pack up and head west to Minneapolis, where the young men from the North Star State will host Game 3. Will the Giants' century-old magic travel? Or will the Twins’ modern might return with fury?
We’ll find out soon enough. From the Polo Grounds, this is Red Barber, signing off and saying: Sit back, relax, and enjoy it folks… because these old ghosts still know how to play some ball."

Game 3
At Target Field
1907 New York Giants 4
2021 Minnesota Twins 8
WP: M. Pineda (1-0) LP: J. McGinnity (0-1)
HR: None
POG: Trevor Lamach (3-4, 2 RBI, 2 R)
2021 Twins Lead Series 2-1

Well now, friends, pull up a chair and lend me your ears because we had ourselves a right proper ballgame down at Target Field this afternoon. This one saw the hometown boys, the 2021 Minnesota Twins, square off against the old-timey stalwarts, the 1907 New York Giants — and the Twins gave their faithful something to cheer about, yes they did, winning it by a final count of 8 to 4. That gives Minnesota a 2-games-to-1 advantage in this best-of-seven affair, and the Giants are feeling the pinch.
Now let’s talk turkey about the hero of the day: Trevor Larnach. The young man went 3-for-4, smacked three singles, crossed home twice, and drove in two runs. He was sharper than a tack out there — Player of the Game honors rightly go to him. You give a fella like that good wood on the ball, and the scoreboard starts to look mighty pretty in a hurry.
In the fifth inning, things turned in earnest. With one out and the game in the balance, catcher Mitch Garver lined a 2-run single off Joe McGinnity — yes sir, the Iron Man himself — to put the Twins up 5 to 1. That broke the Giants’ backs and got the Twins up on their haunches. They’d never trail again.
McGinnity, for all his reputation, looked out of sorts. He gave up 9 hits and 6 runs in just four and two-thirds innings. It was more smoke than fire this time for the spitballer from back in the day. Meanwhile, Michael Pineda — the big right-hander for Minnesota — he went the distance. That’s right, a complete game in this modern age. He scattered 8 hits over 9 innings, struck out a pair, walked three, and kept the Giants from getting anything brewing for too long. A strong effort on a day when the wind was howling out toward right field at 12 miles an hour.
And give a nod to Byron Buxton, too. The man showed off the cannon in center field, nailing a would-be base stealer with a pinpoint throw to second. That boy covers more ground than a front-page scandal.
For the Giants, there were some moments. Cy Seymour had a pair of hits and drove in a run, and Dan McGann doubled and scored twice. But they committed three errors in the field — that’s a recipe for heartache, folks, no matter the era.
So we’ll tee it up again tomorrow with Game 4 here in Minneapolis. The Giants will be looking to even the series, but the Twins — well, they’re feeling their oats, and they’ve got the wind at their backs.
From the broadcast booth above home plate, this is Red Barber signing off. Oh doctor, the ol’ Twin Cities crowd went home happy today!

Game 4
At Target Field
1907 New York Giants 2
2021 Minnesota Twins 5
WP: J. Berrios (2-0) LP: C. Mathewson (0-2) S: T. Rogers (1)
HR: N. Cruz (1)
POG: Nelson Cruz (2-3. HR, 2B, 4 RBI, R)
2021 Twins Lead Series 3-1

Well now, howdy-do from the Twin Cities, and let me tell ya—on a crisp October afternoon, with the wind dancing out to right field and the shadows inchin’ their way across the Target Field diamond, the fellas from 2021 Minnesota have gone and put themselves just one win away from glory in this Field of Dreams series. They beat the ol’ 1907 New York Giants today by a score of 5 to 2, and the hometown folks sure got their money’s worth.Now you can’t say enough about the job Jose Berríos did on the bump. Eight-and-a-third innings, eight hits, two earned, and the man even took a few bruises, plunkin’ three batters, but never breakin’. At one point, I counted 97 strikes outta 157 pitches—mercy! That’s workin’ like a steam engine with no brakes. And when things got a bit hairy in the ninth, the Twins called on Taylor Rogers, and he cleaned it up nice and tidy. Got himself a save and a tip of the cap.
But let’s not beat around the bush, friends—the story of this game was Boomstick himself: Nelson Cruz. You talk about comin’ up big! He doubled in two right off ol’ Christy Mathewson in the first inning—yes, the Christy Mathewson, Hall of Famer and toast of the National League. That swing sent the crowd into a tizzy. Then later, with two outs in the eighth, he turned on a Matty fastball and kissed it goodbye. That one left no doubt, up into the Minnesota sky and out toward the right field bleachers, wind or no wind. That was his fourth RBI of the day and he scored another to boot. And I gotta say, Mathewson, though valiant and poised, just didn’t have his usual magic today. Gave up eight hits and five earned, and now he’s wearin’ a tough-luck 0-and-2 record in this series. Sometimes even the legends can be humbled by the march of time.
Luis Arraez chipped in three hits for the Twins—quick hands, sharp eyes, that boy’s been a thorn in the Giants’ side all series long. And Byron Buxton? Smooth as ever in center, and drove in a run with a sac fly that helped pad the lead.
As for the Giants? They put runners on, sure, but stranded ten and couldn’t deliver that big hit. Roger Bresnahan had a rough go, leavin’ eight men aboard, and poor Bill Dahlen’s bat has gone as cold as the wind comin’ off Lake Minnetonka.
So here we are, Minnesota up three games to one, and the modern boys are sniffin’ champagne—or maybe somethin’ a little more refined, this bein’ the Field of Dreams and all. One more win, and they’ll punch their ticket to the next round.
Game Five comes tomorrow, same place, and if the Giants got any fight left in ‘em, they best bring it. But as it stands now, it’s the Twins with the edge, and the crowd here in Minneapolis can feel the magic.
This is Red Barber speakin’ from the catbird seat—pullin’ for sunshine and a good ballgame come tomorrow. So long, everybody!

Game 5
At Target Field
1907 New York Giants 4
2021 Minnesota Twins 1
WP: H. Wiltse (2-0) LP: K. Maeda (0-2)
HR: None
POG: Hooks Wiltse (9 IP, 5 H, 1 ER, 2 BB, 3 K, 113 P)
2021 Twins Lead Series 3-2

Well now, friends, we’ve got ourselves a series again. The New York Giants of 1907 came into Minneapolis with their backs against the wall and, by gum, they left Target Field with a win in their pocket. Hooks Wiltse — the southpaw from Hamilton, New Jersey — was the story today. He pitched as if the season itself was riding on his every throw, and in many ways it was. From the very first inning, Wiltse looked sharp — changing speeds, painting corners, and keeping the Minnesota bats guessing. The Giants struck early, two runs in the top of the first, thanks to a double from Art Devlin and a timely knock by George Browne. That set the tone and let Wiltse work with a cushion.
Kenta Maeda pitched gamely for the Twins, going the distance himself, but the Giants scratched out just enough offense — single runs in the eighth and ninth — to salt it away.
Minnesota managed only one run on five hits, a lonely RBI from Andrelton Simmons in the fifth. The big bats that had carried them earlier in the series were silent; Nelson Cruz went hitless, Byron Buxton struck out once and left two men on, and Josh Donaldson’s struggles continued.
Hooks Wiltse, the iron man, threw 113 pitches for the complete-game victory, allowing just that single tally. Now, this series is headed back to the Polo Grounds, the Giants trailing just 3 games to 2. Folks, we’ve got drama brewing in New York.

Game 6
At Polo Grounds
2021 Minnesota Twins 0
1907 New Yok Giants 7
WP: J. McGinnity (1-1) LP: M. Pineda (1-1)
HR: None
POG: Joe McGinnity (9 IP, 4 H, 0 ER, 3 BB, 5 K, 117 P)
Series Tied 3-3

From high atop the Polo Grounds, lookin’ down over the emerald green and the dusty brown paths that crisscross this grand old ballpark, I can tell you, folks — this was a day for the history books. The New York Giants, 1907 edition, came into Game 6 with their season hanging by a thread. One bad inning, one missed pitch, and their Field of Dreams journey could’ve ended right here.
But if you’ve followed this club at all, you know they have a man who thrives on pressure — Joe ‘The Iron Man’ McGinnity. He’s a wiry fellow, not the biggest arm you’ll see, but his durability and command are the stuff of legend. And today, with 61-degree skies above and a breeze pushing out to deep center, McGinnity authored a shutout of the highest order.The Giants struck first in the opening frame — a walk, a sharp single, and Roger Bresnahan lifting a sacrifice fly to bring in the run, followed by Dan McGann slapping one past the diving first baseman for another tally. That quick 2–0 lead was like a warm quilt for McGinnity — he wrapped himself in it and never let it go.
For six innings, the Twins fought him tooth and nail, managing only the occasional single. Jorge Polanco had one, Byron Buxton another, but there was no sequence, no rhythm, nothing that could sustain an inning. McGinnity’s pace kept them off balance — you could almost see the modern hitters fidgeting, not used to a pitcher who never gave them time to breathe.
Then came the seventh — oh, friends, that seventh inning. Two outs, the Polo Grounds crowd humming but anxious. Christy Mathewson leaned against the dugout rail, knowing the next few moments could define the day. Cy Seymour shot a grounder past short to make it 3–0. Then Bresnahan, bat cocked, ripped a double deep into right-center, two more runs home, and the grandstand shook with cheers. Dan McGann followed with his own RBI hit, and by the time the dust cleared, it was 7–0.
From there, McGinnity was all business. A comebacker, a pop fly, and finally, a lazy grounder to Bill Dahlen at short to end it. Caps came off, fans spilled into the aisles, and the Giants walked off knowing they’d earned the right to fight another day.
Tomorrow, it’s Game 7 right back here — and if you thought this yard was loud today, well, you just wait.

Game 7
At Polo Grounds
2021 Minnesota Twins 4
1907 New Yok Giants 12
WP: C. Mathewson (1-2) LP: J. Berrios (1-2)
HR: None
POG: Dan McGann (4-4, 3 RBI, R, BB)

Well, friends, the old Polo Grounds has seen its share of history — and today, she got another page in the big book. Clear skies overhead, a brisk wind out to right, and twelve thousand throats in full voice to watch the 1907 New York Giants bring home their first Field of Dreams championship in a convincing 12–4 victory over the 2021 Minnesota Twins. The Giants didn’t just win — they overwhelmed. It was a tense first two innings, the Twins grabbing a quick run in the first. But the Giants struck back in the third — a ringing double from Cy Seymour, Dan McGann following with a shot into the gap to bring in two. That 3–1 lead felt like a turning point. Yet the real dagger came in the eighth inning. Already up 5–3, New York turned the Polo Grounds into a madhouse with seven runs — the rally featuring clutch two-out RBI from McGann, Browne, and Dahlen.
And speaking of McGann, what a performance — four hits, three RBI, the heartbeat of this ballclub all series long, and your Series MVP. The big first baseman hit over .500 for the series, slugged the team’s only home run, and drove in nine runs. Christy Mathewson, so much the story early for his struggles, found redemption here — a complete-game, 151-pitch effort that showed every bit of his grit and guile.
For the Twins, Byron Buxton was magnificent again — four hits today, three RBI — but Minnesota’s bullpen cracked in the most inopportune moment. Taylor Rogers was battered for seven runs in just one-third of an inning, and the Twins could never recover.
So, here in upper Manhattan, the champagne is uncorked, the Polo Grounds crowd is roaring, and the 1907 New York Giants will carry the Season #221 trophy back to the annals of the Field of Dreams. From this perch above home plate, this is Red Barber, tipping my hat to the victors, saluting the valiant, and saying good evening from the big ballpark.”

1907 New York Giants Win Series 4-3
Series MVP:

(.524, 1 HR, 9 RBI, 5 R, 2 2B, 1 SB, .607 OBP)

[Nick Soulis]

Series #222



1936 Boston Bees
Record: 71-83
Finish: 6th in NL
Manager: Bill McKechenie
Ball Park: Braves Field
WAR Leader: Tony Cuccinello (5.7)
Franchise Record: 1-7
1936 Season Record: 2-1
Hall of Famers: (1)
https://www.baseball-reference.com/teams/BSN/1936.shtml

1999 Florida Marlins
Record: 64-98
Finish: 5th in NL East
Manager: John Boles
Ball Park: pro Player Stadium
WAR Leader: Alex Fernandez (3.4)
Franchise Record: 3-3
1999 Season Record: 5-2
Hall of Famers: (0)
https://www.baseball-reference.com/teams/FLA/1999.shtml
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Heaven’s Dugout – Series #222 Preview
Matchup: 1936 Boston Bees vs. 1999 Florida Marlins
Format: Best-of-Seven, Field of Dreams Tournament
Broadcast Location: Heaven’s Dugout Studio

Host: Mel Allen
Panelists: Peter Gammons, Hawk Harrelson, Vin Scully, and Frank Thomas

[Opening Segment – Mel Allen]
"Hello there, everybody — this is Mel Allen, and welcome to another installment of Heaven’s Dugout! Today we turn our attention to Series #222 in the grand Field of Dreams tournament. The 1936 Boston Bees — a team with a deadball-era hangover trying to find their place in the thirties — squaring off against the 1999 Florida Marlins — a post-championship rebuild club full of young players and journeymen looking to prove themselves. Now, some folks might look at these rosters and think: ‘What’s the big deal?’ But here in Heaven’s Dugout, we know that every matchup has its story, and this one might surprise you."

[Peter Gammons]
"Mel, you hit the nail on the head. This is a fascinating clash of eras. The 1936 Bees were still adapting to the livelier ball of the 1930s, leaning heavily on contact hitting and solid infield defense. They weren’t a powerhouse, but they had veterans like Wally Berger — a legitimate power threat even in that era — and they played fundamentally sound baseball. The 1999 Marlins, meanwhile, were two years removed from a shocking World Series title and had gone into full youth movement mode. Guys like Preston Wilson brought speed and pop, while Alex Fernandez — if healthy — could give them a legitimate ace presence. The intrigue comes from how these two very different brands of baseball will mesh in a series."

[Hawk Harrelson]
"I’ll tell ya, Gammons, the Bees are gonna have to scratch and claw for every run, because that ’99 Marlins bunch — even though they ain’t no Murderers’ Row — can play some ball. Preston Wilson’s got wheels, Cliff Floyd can rake, and if they get some pitching, look out. But let’s be honest: this ain’t one of those ‘name recognition’ series, Mel. The guys in the dugout are gonna have to create their own drama. And hey — sometimes those are the series that surprise everybody. You can put it on the booooard… YES!"

[Vin Scully]
"To me, Mel, the real beauty of this matchup lies in its unpredictability. The 1936 Bees come from a time when the art of situational hitting was the game’s lifeblood — hit-and-run plays, bunts down the third base line, and making the opposing pitcher work for every out. The 1999 Marlins, though in a rebuilding year, had a mix of speed and budding power. And because both teams lack overwhelming star depth, what you get is a chess match between managers — every pitching change, every defensive alignment, every baserunning gamble could swing a game. In the Field of Dreams setting, with its perfect grass and open-air mystique, this could turn into an old-fashioned, seesaw series."

[Frank Thomas]
"From a player’s perspective, Mel, I’m watching for two things — which lineup can produce in the clutch, and whose pitching can hold up under pressure. The Bees might not slug a lot, but they’ve got experienced hitters who won’t chase bad pitches. That’s tough for young arms to deal with. The Marlins’ X-factor is their athleticism — they can turn a walk or a bloop single into a run with aggressive base running. Whoever controls the tempo wins this one. And I’ll say this: teams like these, with no pressure of big expectations, can be dangerous — because they play loose."

[Closing – Mel Allen]
"So there you have it, folks — a matchup that on paper may look like a curiosity, but as our panel has shown, there’s a lot bubbling beneath the surface. The 1936 Boston Bees, masters of the old-school fundamentals, against the 1999 Florida Marlins, a young club trying to out-athlete their opponents. Will experience win the day, or will youthful energy steal the show? We’ll find out soon enough — and we’ll be here every step of the way to bring you all the action.

Stay tuned — this one might just be the sleeper series of the tournament! This is Mel Allen, saying, how about that?"

[Nick Soulis]

Series #222 broadcast:
Ernie Harwell teams up with Ron Darling



Bees Swarm to Glory
1936 Boston Stings Marlins in Five



Game 1
At Braves Field
1999 Florida Marlins 3
1936 Boston Bees 4 (10 inn)
WP: D. MacFayden (1-0) LP: A. Fernandez (0-1)
HR: None
POG: Danny MacFayden (10 IP, 13 H, 3 ER, 1 BB, 4 K, 154 P)
1933 Bees Lead Series 1-0

Ernie Harwell:
“Well friends, if you ever needed a reason to love the timeless magic of baseball, you got it here at Braves Field this afternoon. Under a gray, drizzling October sky, the 1936 Boston Bees and the 1999 Florida Marlins went toe-to-toe for 10 tense innings. And in the end, it was Gene Moore, the slender right fielder from Shelby, North Carolina, who etched his name into Field of Dreams lore. A ringing double into the gap in right-center, scoring Pinky Whitney from first, and setting off a celebration that could be heard all the way down Commonwealth Avenue.”

Ron Darling:
“You know, Ernie, the stat line is going to show Moore with two hits in five trips, but the weight of that hit can’t be measured in box scores. That was a veteran’s at-bat — patient, balanced, ready to pounce when Fernandez missed his location. And speaking of Fernandez, let’s not overlook him: 9⅓ innings, 132 pitches in cold, wet conditions — that’s an effort that would win you most games. But MacFayden… wow. Ten full innings in an era where you just don’t see that anymore, mixing the fastball and breaking ball like he was painting on canvas.”

Ernie Harwell:
“You’re right, Ron. MacFayden looked as fresh in the 10th as he did in the first. And for the Bees, it wasn’t just Moore — Berger, Whitney, Jordan — all had timely extra-base hits that kept Boston in the driver’s seat. Florida fought back with a two-run rally in the eighth to tie it, showing they wouldn’t go quietly. But in the end, the home crowd got what they came for — a walk-off win to start Series #222 with a flourish.”

Ron Darling:
“And that crowd… they were into every pitch. Rain, cold, extra innings — it didn’t matter. This felt like a 1930s prizefight: two starters refusing to give way, offense having to claw and scrap for every run. Game 1 sets a tone, and right now the Bees have the upper hand. The question is whether the Marlins can shake this one off in time for Game 2 tomorrow.”

Ernie Harwell:
“We’ll find out soon enough, my friends. But tonight in Boston, the name Gene Moore is on everyone’s lips.”

Game 1
At Braves Field
1999 Florida Marlins 7
1936 Boston Bees 9
WP: R. Weir (1-0) LP: L. Hernandez (0-1)
HR: None
POG: Mark Kotsay (3-5, 2 3B, 2 RBI, 2 R)
1936 Bees Lead Series 2-0

Ernie Harwell:
"Well, folks, what a day for baseball in Boston! The year is 1936, the setting is Braves Field, and the hometown Bees have sent their fans home smiling again. Final score — Boston 9, Florida 7 — and that puts the Bees just two wins away from taking this best-of-seven affair. The big story early was Boston’s ferocious first inning: six runs on a flurry of hits, capped off by Tommy Thompson’s two-run single. Poor Liván Hernández — he faced 19 batters in just 2 1/3 innings and never looked comfortable."

Ron Darling:
"And yet, the Marlins refused to roll over. Mark Kotsay — what a performance! Three hits, two of them triples, driving in two runs and scoring two more. He’s now the owner of the single-game triples record for this Field of Dreams playoff setting. Florida made late noise with a three-run eighth, but the gap from that first-inning disaster was just too much to erase."

Ernie Harwell:
"Randy Weir earned the win despite giving up 11 hits and six earned runs — he’ll take it. The Bees’ bats were balanced: every starter reached base, and Tony Cuccinello’s three-hit afternoon kept traffic on the bases. But in the end, the story is that Boston’s big first inning is the kind of inning that can swing an entire series’ momentum."

Ron Darling:
"Now the scene shifts to Sun Life Stadium in Miami for Game 3, where the Marlins have no choice but to hold serve. A 3–0 hole would be fatal — history tells us that. But for tonight, Boston controls the board, and the fans here in Braves Field are savoring every bit of it."

Game 3
At Sunlife Stadium
1936 Boston Bees 0
1999 Florida Marlins 4
WP: A. Burnett (1-0) LP: B. Smith (0-1)
HR: K. Millar (1)
POG: AJ Burnett (9 IP, 2 H, 0 ER, 4 BB, 5 K, 132 P)
1936 Bees Lead Series 2-1

Ernie Harwell:
“Well, friends, you could see the determination in the eyes of A.J. Burnett from the first pitch. This was a man who wanted to keep his team’s season alive — and he pitched like it. He wasn’t perfect, but he was powerful and purposeful, shutting out Boston on just two hits and keeping the Bees swatting at air all afternoon.
Boston’s Buster Smith didn’t pitch poorly, mind you — but three errors behind him, and some timely Marlins hitting, put this one out of reach. Luis Castillo’s double in the fourth brought the crowd to life, and Kevin Millar’s seventh-inning home run gave them a comfortable cushion.
Ron, this was just the sort of game Florida needed after losing the first two in Boston.”

Ron Darling:
“Absolutely, Ernie. When you’re down 0–2 in a best-of-seven, Game 3 is a psychological fork in the road. Burnett attacked the strike zone, kept the Bees guessing with a good mix of his fastball and curve, and importantly, worked quickly. You could see the Boston hitters pressing, and when that happens against a pitcher in rhythm, it’s a tough day.
On the flip side, Boston will have to regroup quickly. Their defense was sloppy — Urbanski’s three errors really hurt — and they simply couldn’t get anything going offensively. They’ll need to be sharper tomorrow, because this Marlins lineup, while not overpowering, can nickel-and-dime you to death when you give them extra outs.”

Game 4
At Sunlife Stadium
1936 Boston Bees 3
1999 Florida Marlins 1
WP: B. Cantwell (1-0) LP: R. Dempster (0-1)
HR: None
POG: Ben Cantwell (9 IP, 5 H, 0 ER, 1 BB, 4 K, 126 P)
1936 Bees Lead Series 3-1

Ernie Harwell:
"From beautiful Sunlife Stadium here in Miami, it was a crisp autumn afternoon that saw the Boston Bees of 1936 inch one step away from glory. Ben Cantwell was the picture of poise today, and, my friends, he was masterful. In this world where pressure makes many crumble, Cantwell stood tall — nine innings, no earned runs, and every pitch with purpose. It wasn’t overpowering stuff, but it was smart, confident pitching, the kind that wins championships. Boston now leads three games to one, and the Marlins, well, they’re on life support."

Ron Darling:
"Ernie, what stood out to me was how Cantwell used his defense and kept his infielders engaged. He induced ten ground-ball outs, stayed away from the heart of the plate to Florida’s power bats, and never let them string hits together. The Bees’ offense wasn’t flashy — only five hits — but they took advantage of Florida’s miscues and got those critical two-out RBIs. Tony Cuccinello’s bloop single in the seventh was the dagger. On the flip side, Ryan Dempster pitched well enough to win most nights, but his club couldn’t give him the support. One run on five hits isn’t going to do it in October."

Ernie Harwell:
"That’s the beauty of baseball, Ron. Sometimes it’s the quiet wins that set up the loud celebrations. The Bees will have their first chance to close it out tomorrow right here. And if Ben Cantwell’s performance today is any indication, Boston smells a series victory."

Game 5
At Sunlife Stadium
1936 Boston Bees 7
1999 Florida Marlins 4
WP: D. MacFayden (2-0) LP: A. Fernandez (0-2)
HR: None
POG: Gene Moore (2-4, 2B, RBI, 3 R, SB)

Ernie Harwell:
“Well friends, that’s the ballgame, that’s the series, and that’s the 1936 Boston Bees taking home the crown in Series #222. They came down to Florida with business to finish, and oh my, did they ever. That five-run third inning was the thunderclap that set the tone, and even when the Marlins fought back, Boston had an answer. A tip of the cap to Danny MacFayden — nine innings, 132 pitches, every out recorded with calm purpose.

And how about Buck Jordan? The man’s steady bat and glove all series long earns him the MVP. He’s the kind of first baseman you win with: not flashy, just consistent, reliable, and dangerous when it matters.”

Ron Darling:
“Ernie, what stood out to me was how fundamentally sound this Boston club was. They turned the right plays, manufactured runs, and in the big moments, they didn’t try to do too much. Gene Moore’s speed, Tommy Thompson’s timely hits, Urbanski’s table-setting — all of it added up.

And the Marlins? Listen, they had their hits, they put men on base, but Boston never allowed the crooked number that changes a game. This was a vintage, 1930s-style clincher — hit ‘em where they ain’t, run smart, pitch to contact, and walk away winners.”

1936 Boston Bees Win Series 4 Games To 1

Series MVP:

(.455, 3 R, 3 RBI, 2 2B, .500 OBP, 1.000 OPS)