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Some of you were there the night Sandy was taken out in the
fifth inning of his seventh loss last year. It was August 17 against
the Reds, and 43,778 people gave him an ovation when the
announcement was made that Koufax had to leave the game
because of an injury. Sandy’s arthritic elbow had never been
known to flare up during a game as it did that night. You didn’t
need field glasses to see the face fire with pain when he tried
to throw curves. Dodger vice president Buzzie Bavasi and team
physician Dr. Robert Kerlan hurried to the clubhouse when San-
dy was taken out. . . . Dr. Robert Woods, another team physician,
loaded up the hypodermic with cortisone. Dr. Woods plunged it
into the inflamed elbow. Koufax groaned as Maury Wills and I,
who were watching, cringed.
—November 19, 1966
away from the pack. One of his favorite tricks was to sneak into
the dugout and listen in and take notes while the star of the
day did the exclusive post-game interview with Dodgers backup
play-by-play man Jerry Doggett.
When Koufax finished his interview with Doggett, the Steam-
er got up to head back into the clubhouse—and that’s when San-
dy called him back.
“Let’s sit here awhile,” Koufax said.
The Steamer settled back on the bench in the seat next to
Koufax. The two of them enjoyed the view from the dugout, look-
ing out over the field and the blue sky of a late-September Satur-
day in L.A., while the pitcher called a timeout for a brief moment
of reflection.
“It’s a pleasant afternoon at the ball game, huh?” Sandy in-
quired of the Steamer.
A month earlier, thirty-four people had been killed in the
Watts Riots. Five days after the riots ended, another one had
broken out in San Francisco when Giants pitcher Juan Marichal
smashed Dodger catcher Johnny Roseboro over the head with a
baseball bat.
Soon afterwards, the Giants got hotter than 103rd Street
the night they turned it into Charcoal Alley. They won four-
teen straight and seventeen of eighteen. By September 16, they
looked to be in control of the National League race, having
moved out to a four-and-a-half game lead.
Then the Dodgers took their turn. They won thirteen straight
over the last two weeks and fourteen of their final fifteen—eight
by shutout, three by Koufax, including this one on the Septem-
ber 25 day he broke Feller’s record of 348 strikeouts that had
lasted for nineteen years.
L.A. caught the Giants two days later and passed them the
day after that. On the second-to-last day of the season, the Dodg-
ers—behind Koufax—beat the Milwaukee Braves to clinch the
pennant.
In this pennant race marked by streaks, Furillo put together
one of his own. For nine straight days, he wrote columns on the
Dodgers that chronicled their run-up to running up the NL flag.
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his off days to pour some stiff Steam Room takes on the Dodg-
ers, catching up with Koufax or Drysdale or general manager
Buzzie Bavasi to find his own angles on the team and its players
and executives. He played big roles in the Herald Examiner’s
post-season coverage of the Dodgers when they lost the playoff
to the Giants in ’62, and again when they swept the Yankees
in the 1963 World Series—maybe the greatest sports moment in
Los Angeles history. Then came his season-ending, nine-column
streak in 1965, followed by his reporting on Sandy Koufax’s
final year in 1966. His dispatches from the trainer’s room, where
the pitcher spent hours after the game with his elbow in an ice
bucket or getting a cortisone shot plunged directly into the joint,
were as vivid as any in town.
Besides capturing the agony of Koufax enduring another
cortisone shot to help the Dodgers win the pennant, Furillo doc-
umented the growth of Drysdale from temperamental complain-
er into Hall of Famer. He wrote about the emergence of Wills
from loner to team leader. He brought out color and humor in
characters like Al Ferrara. He worked the bloodlines to tell the
story of a cousin, Carl Furillo, who won some big games for the
Dodgers in L.A. before angrily turning on the organization at
the end of his career. He gave field manager Walter Alston a fo-
rum to explain his decisions, and prodded president and owner
Walter O’Malley for inside information. He liked them all and
praised them for the team’s successes, and, when circumstances
demanded, held them accountable.
Bud Furillo wrote about the youthful coming together of
Steve Garvey, Davey Lopes, Bill Russell, and Ron Cey, a group
that would constitute the longest-lasting infield in baseball his-
tory. They would grow together and win league championships
and eventually their own World Series under the Steamer’s pal,
Tommy Lasorda.
• • • • •
Assigned to Vero Beach to help cover Dodgers spring training
in 1959, Bud Furillo got an early feeling that the club was in for
something big.
The year before, in their first season in Los Angeles, the
Dodgers fell flat, with mostly an old team left over from the East
Coast. They had some prospects, but the kids needed season-
ing, and maybe a few more teaspoons of ability. The ’58 Dodg-
ers broke last and finished seventh. Baseball pundits predicted
more floundering in ’59 for a club that just wasn’t on the same
talent plane as Milwaukee or San Francisco.
True, nobody like Aaron or Mathews or Mays or Cepeda peo-
pled the Dodgers roster. But in his first dispatch from Florida,
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Steam Room clients are here- figure out what was bothering the
by informed that [Don] Drysdale kid, he was 1–7 instead of 7–1.
is likely to be the most valuable Things looked so bad that many felt
player owned by the Los Angeles a brilliant career had been ruined.
Dodgers. Something Drysdale wouldn’t
It’s like this. The tall bat-tamer do, however, was give up on
from Van Nuys has conquered the himself.
problem of growing up. One by one, he conquered his
Passing into adulthood as a problems.
twenty-one-year-old last season, Once again his sidewinding
Drysdale encountered every ob- stuff became poisonous to National
stacle but the finance company. League batters. . . .
His handsome salary blocked that The steadied Drysdale won
possibility. . . . eight of his last eleven games, six
Let’s examine the misery of them in a row. Overall, it was a
which confronted Don. 12–13 season.
(A) Army duty interrupted his This was far from the twenty
spring training. wins expected of him at season’s
(B) He worried about the left- outset, but extremely encouraging
field screen at the Coliseum, which after that brutal beginning. . . .
used to scrape his knuckles when The six-foot-six-inch Drysdale
he reared back to fire. practically opened the Dodger
(C) Pitching instructions given camp at Vero Beach, Florida, being
him to combat the screen didn’t suit one of the first arrivals. Nobody
his delivery. worked any harder. . . .
(D) His temper ran wild, with- Everything points to a big year
out Roy Campanella around to har- for Don Drysdale, perhaps even
ness it. bigger than his 17–8 season in
(E) He fell in love. 1957.
Well sir, before anybody could
Brooklyn. His first season in L.A., he started out 1 –7. Don’s prob-
lem was, he’d been psyched out by the same thing that made
Wally Moon a star: that short left-field screen in the Coliseum.
In his travels to Vero Beach in the spring of ’59, Furillo picked
up on some changes in Drysdale’s mental approach—not just to
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