U.S. eyes moved back & forth like those of spectators at a tennis match. Afternoons, they focused on Brooklyn's Ebbets Field; evenings, on St. Louis' Sportsman's Park. Home and office radios blared play-by-play descriptions; earnest discussions went on at every street corner and water cooler. The Dodgers and the Cards were going down to the wire in the closest of all National League pennant races.
Pain & Joy. In Brooklyn, it was an agonizing week. On the steps of Borough Hall, the Rev. Benney S. C. Benson knelt and intoned: "Oh Lord, their chances...
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