In the annals of baseball history, there has never
been another player like Babe Ruth. After compiling an 89-46 record over a
six-year span as a pitcher for Boston, the Babe began his assault on the record
books while patrolling the outfield for the Yankees. Ruth was in a class all by
himself. In fact, the term “Ruthian” is still used to describe extraordinary
batting feats. When the Bambino retired in 1935, his 714 homers were
four-hundred more than the closest runner-up. He still holds the all-time mark
for slugging percentage. A one man traveling circus, Ruth lived fast and died
relatively young. He signed autographs, promised homers to sick kids and gave
back to the community at large. His daily exploits both on and off the field
were chronicled in the papers and generated more copy than most of his
teammates combined.
But Ruth had a dark side that was often eclipsed by
his more pleasing attributes. When it became apparent that he could hit just as
well as he could pitch, he began clamoring for more playing time and griping
about having to take the mound. He engaged in fiscal disputes with Red Sox
owner Harry Frazee on a regular basis, threatening to leave the team more than
once. Frazee justified Ruth’s transfer to the Yankees by referring to him as
“one of the most selfish and inconsiderate men that ever wore a uniform.” Multiple
sportswriters agreed, including Boston
Post columnist Paul Shannon, who wrote: “Popular as Ruth was on account of
his big-heartedness, the men nevertheless realize that his faults overshadowed
his good qualities.”
The Babe had an inexplicable contempt for small men.
Researcher Leigh Montville discussed the topic at length in his biography, The Big Bam. Montville asserted that Ruth
“tended to bully them, to make them the butt of his many practical jokes. He
paid small men no heed, as if physical size were the answer in all arguments,
the small man’s opinion worth nothing without the bulk to back it up.” Though most data bases list Huggins at 5-foot-6, 140 pounds, he was likely quite smaller, standing around 5-foot-2 and weighing roughly 125 pounds. Whatever the case, he got little respect
from the Babe. The two clashed regularly and Huggins’ input was largely ignored.
Huggins
was not the only superior that Ruth held in light regard. He had a problem with
various umpires as well. While pitching
against the Senators on
June 23, 1917, he became exasperated with the calls of Brick Owens. After
issuing ball four, Ruth confronted the arbiter. According to the Boston Globe, the dialog was as follows:
“Open your eyes and keep them open!”
barked Ruth.
“Get in and pitch or I’ll run you
out of there,” Owens retorted.
“You run me out and I’ll come in and
bust your nose,” the Babe threatened.
When Owens ejected him, Ruth rushed
to the plate. Catcher Pinch Thomas tried to restrain the angry hurler, but a
blow was landed behind the arbiter’s left ear. Ruth was ejected and his
replacement, Ernie Shore, retired all twenty-six batters he faced.
In the fall of 1921, Ruth blatantly disregarded the
orders of Commissioner Kenesaw Mountain Landis, going on an all-star
barnstorming tour with two of his teammates. Landis showed his disapproval by
suspending all three players until May 20—roughly seven weeks into the 1922
campaign. Ruth returned to much fanfare, receiving the honorary title of team
captain. He would serve in that capacity for less than a week. The layoff
hadn’t done him any good. Through the first five games, he was hitting below
.100 with just one homer. On May 25, Ruth hit a single in the third inning and
was tagged out trying to stretch it into a double. Exasperated with the call,
he got up and threw dirt on umpire George Hildebrand. Hildebrand promptly ejected
him from the game.
A chorus of jeers greeted Ruth on his way back to
the dugout and he tipped his cap sarcastically. He might have exited without
further incident had he not been subjected to a barrage of objectionable
comments from two fans on the way out. The Babe leaped over the wall into the
seats and went after one of them. The man backed away, drawing Ruth further
into the crowd. Frustrated and angry, Ruth hopped up on the dugout roof and
openly challenged anyone in the stands to a fight. There were no takers. Miller
Huggins later responded by stripping Ruth of his honorary title.
Many of Ruth’s on-field adventures are recounted in
my latest book, Mudville Madness,
which was recently released by Taylor Trade Publishing. Spanning three
centuries of baseball history, the work offers detailed accounts of the game’s
wildest moments. In addition to Ruth, readers will get the dirt on dozens of
other colorful characters, among them Germany Schaefer, Ty Cobb, Ted Williams
and Jimmy Piersall. While you’re at it, you can pick up a copy of my first
novel, The Bridgeport Hammer, which
is a fantasy baseball memoir set in WWII against a backdrop of Nazi espionage.
It was published in May by Black Rose Writing.
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