This is a remarkably rich anniversary summer. Even now, from the distance of 40 years, 1969's seems a little unreal. There was simply too much jaw-dropping news to digest:
Man on the moon, Woodstock, the Manson murders, Chappaquiddick, disclosure of the My Lai massacre, secret Vietnam peace talks, Hurricane Camille.
Anyway, remembering all those monumental events got me thinking about sports. While our attention was fixed on outer space and spaced-out hippies, what was going on in life's toy department that summer of '69?
Unfortunately, not much in Philly.
The Phillies
Much like their ballpark's neighborhood, the team was deteriorating rapidly. Gene Mauch was gone. Bob Skinner wouldn't last the summer. Johnny Callison was in his final Phillies season. Chris Short would pitch just 10 innings. But this was the summer of Dick Allen. Allen wanted out, a yearning he occasionally scrawled in the dirt near first base and one that would be granted at season's end. He was acting out, downing a few beers before arriving at the ballpark, or showing up late for workouts and sometimes games. Fans booed him mercilessly. Some threw garbage on his lawn. Not surprisingly, in the NL East's inaugural season, the Phils finished fifth, 36 games under .500, 37 games behind the seven-year-old Miracle Mets. Only 519,914 witnessed the misery at Connie Mack Stadium.