The sweet smell of success wafted over Chicago's Comiskey Park. With just three weeks left to play, the go-go White Sox were still in first place, and Commissioner Ford Frick had flashed the sign to start preparing World Series tickets. Even the San Francisco Giants, leaders of the National League, were giving the White Sox a vote of confidence by sending a scout to look them over.
Theoretically the White Sox should not be able to get off the ground. Until a fortnight ago, when they gambled that Pittsburgh's Ted Kluszewski had conquered his bad back and picked up the muscular...
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