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...games, saw their lead shrink to a half-game over the red-hot (ten victories in their last eleven games) Cincinnati Reds, 1½ over the St. Louis Cardinals. With six more to play, two of them with the Reds and three with the Cards, Philadelphia Manager Gene Mauch was running short of fingernails. "They say we're tense," he growled. "They'll bite those words." Baltimore's Bauer, of course, was considerably more relaxed. "What do you do now?" somebody asked after the Orioles committed two errors, booted a game 10-3. "Get drunk," said Bauer...
...Phillies' Gene Mauch on TIME'S cover? You're a bunch of New York fish-cake finks...
...grow teeth, the year the sharecroppers foreclose on the banks. The National League race, too, has provided its share of thrills-even if it is winding up as quietly as a Quaker meeting. For two weeks it has been clear to all but bitter-enders and Cincinnatians that Gene Mauch's amazing Philadelphia Phillies-the laughingstock of the league just three years ago-are too far ahead to be caught. But there are other mysteries to marvel at: the careless collapse of the San Francisco Giants, the frantic frustration of the World Champion Los Angeles Dodgers, the night...
...Indian was one of history's great athletes, excelling at football, pentathlon, decathlon, golf, bowling, hockey, lacrosse, swimming, rifle, squash, handball and horsemanship. So when he died in 1953, the Pennsylvania coal town of Mauch Chunk (pop. 5.945), not far from Carlisle, where he went to college, welcomed his corpse with a $10,500 mausoleum, and renamed itself Jim Thorpe, Pa., in his honor. The town fathers figured he would be a great tourist draw. But disillusionment has set in, and John H. Otto, chairman of the County Water and Sewer Authority, is now leading a campaign to change...
...mollycoddler, Manager Mauch always has a train ticket ready for a slacker. Starting pitchers know that it is no use arguing when he wants a replacement from the bullpen. He simply marches to the mound and holds out his hand for the ball. His hair-trigger temper is legendary; he has been suspended three times for jawing with umpires, and wise players stay out of his way on a losing afternoon. One day last year, infuriated by a narrow loss to Houston, he stalked into the clubhouse, found the Phillies feasting gaily on a buffet of barbecued spareribs-and flipped...