Senators Lose to Giants in World Series


Senators Lose to Giants in World Series
Oct 24, 2016

With all the hand-wringing about Washington’s loss to the Los Angeles Dodgers in the recent NLDS, a look back at Shirley Povich’s coverage of the Senators loss to the New York Giants in the 1933 World Series seemed in order. It was Washington’s last appearance in the World Series. Only eighty-three years ago.

Well, now, that was a world series for you. Go back to the days of the Hitless Wonder White Sox of  1906, the prewar triumphs of the Phillies, Braves and Red Sox, finder through the postbellum records of the Yankees, Cardinals and Athletics and you will find no series more pleasing to the eye than the word series of 1933.

Thrills, indeed, were a dime a dozen at the Polo Grounds and Griffith Stadium. And at $3.90, $5.50 and $6.00, the fans were saturated with sensations. Recall to mind those scores of the 1933 word series – 4 to 2, 6 to 1, 4 to 3, in 10 innings. Thus did victory and defeat hang by a slender thread. One pitched ball, one batted ball seperated the winner from the loser in four of those five games.

Giants Had What it Takes

Those Giants had what it takes, no doubt of that. And there is a measure of consolation for the Nats in the fact that they were beaten by a great ball club, making its own breaks and capitalizing onf them to the fullest extent.

To Manager Bill Terry, of the Giants, no credit can be denied. To Manager Joe Cronin, only sympathy. It was a case of Terry’s ball team making Terry’s strategy and master-minding letter perfect by its execution. Cronin’s ball team, in the language of the press box, made Cronin look bad by its futility.

The Nats, pride of the American League, the team that won the pennant by one-run victories, were met, in the world series, by a foe using the same steel. The Giants, too, were a one-run ball club, getting the breaks by making them, and they made more breaks than the Nats.

Hubbel in Hero Role

And when, in years to come, they serach the records for the hero of the 1933 world series, there will be no dispute as to his identity. Carl Hubbell will leap out at them from the pages of baseball history – the hero by popular acclaim and by the might of his deeds. No doubt, there.

No single ball player ever entered upon a world series assignment with quite the responsidbility that confronted Hubbell. And no ball player ever fullfilled Terry’s. There you have it – the difference between the Nats and the Giants of 1933. Washington had no Hubbell.

Washington came to learn that the aura of invincibility erected about Hubbell was no myth. Behind him, he had a supposedly weak team, virtually dependent on superpitching that Hubbell could give it. And Hubbell did give the Giants of the fullelst of his screwball and fast curve, to inspire his mates with a sesational pitching feat in that first game, to win in 11 innings that fourth game that was the turning point of the series.

Took It on Chin

Personally, I took it on the chin. After those first two defeats of the Nats I came back for more, in my own stubborn way – and got it. Oh well, my opinions never sold for more tha three cents at any corner news stand, or by carrier boy. So don’t be too harsh with me.

Before the series, I was wondering what the Giants were going to use for base hits. Now I know. They used Washington’s pitching for base hits, that’s what it became. And what became of Washington’s great hitting? Strikeouts, pop-ups and double plays, that’s what.

So, I’m tucking my chin behind my shoulder the next time. I can take it – but it hurts.

October 9, 1933

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