A Little More History That Never Was

After the generous response to the previous post on “History That Wasn’t,” a little more of it:1967twinscards.jpg

It wasn’t until 1975 that MLB began producing the World Series program. Prior to that the individual teams did it themselves, or contracted the jobs out themselves (although, curiously, during the World Series of the late 1880’s, only one scorecard was produced, apparently as a joint venture of the clubs and the leagues, and sold in the many different cities in which the games were played). 
Thus, with the Twins not eliminated until the last day of the ’67 pennant race in Boston, they prepared at least the cover, copies of which are regularly seen even today. Never seen the full insides, however. Interesting that the program presages the Series of exactly twenty years later.
Next time, what happened to a Yankees’ World Series program when the most dramatic of historical moments intervened.

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Dear Keith: You touched something deep in my heart today with this article.

I’m very hesitant to write this but I decided it was something I wanted to say. The 1967 baseball season was my introduction into baseball as a kid. I remember the last weekend between the Twins & Red Sox like it was yesterday. The Twins had to win just one of the two remaining games here in Fenway; if they had managed that, they were going to the World Series. And of course, we all know that the Red Sox won both games, on the backs of Lonborg & Yastrzemski and 30 year old manager Dick Williams. One of my brothers took me to my first baseball game @ Fenway, even though he is a year younger than I. But he had been going to Fenway for many years and I had yet been to a game and had no idea how to get there. So he was kind enough to take me on a rainy brutal cold afternoon. I can’t remember if I begged him to take me, but I’m sure I did. lol

He also @ Christmas in 2004 bought me a ticket to the Red Sox home opener for the following season so that I could be there in the stands to see the team get their World Series rings. Finally.

Here is to my brother for all his patience toward his sister who knew nothing about the game and was always nagging & nagging him in 1967, especially towards the end of the regular season when I couldn’t quite understand the magic number or the back and forth of teams jumping from first to second to third and then back to first place in a matter of hours. That’s how close this pennant race was. But my brother always knew the answers to every question I asked him. Even when he was a kid. He just lived baseball for as long as I can remember.

He is in the hospital now, very very ill. So as you can imagine, it is an extremely hard time for me and my family right now.

But to Keith I just had to take a moment to say that you have no idea what memories your blog triggers for me. Thank you. 1967 though. It was something special and a season I’ll never forget it. For all the right reasons.

Dear 1948Braves,

Thanks for the addition to Keith’s story. Your brother is in my prayers.

Keith, Thanks so much for this blog, to take all us baseball nerds through the dark and cold months until April! I always look forward to your next post.
And, ain’t it a great program cover! Very classic 60s art nouveau revivalist.

This “History that never was” stuff must be worth some money. Much like those baseball cards that have goofs.

I have a framed poster with the 1967 Minnesota Twins team photo that includes a blank scorecard for the Twins and Cardinals 1967 World Series that didn’t happen. The poster was sponsored by Hamm’s Beer and includes the Hamm’s Beer bear (cartoonish icon) with a megaphone in paw. The title says something like “The Twins are In. Hamm it up!” It must have been printed the few days or so just before the end of the season when the powers that be still thought the Twins would win the AL. My dad, Max Nichols, was a sports writer covering the Twins for the Minneapolis Star at the time, and he picked up one of the posters. I have cherished it ever since I retrieved it from his attic in the mid-’80s.

Unfortunately, now it is in my attic. Doh. I’m getting older.

Until very recently, it was in my kids’ bedroom. I have two boys. Graham, age 5 and Kip, age 8. We kept it in their room until a couple months ago, but we agreed that it was likely to get destroyed while they played Nerf hoops. So, we made the smart move to preserve history for yet another generation to discover in my attic yet again in about 20 – 30 years.

At any rate, I’m glad to know there is more than one promotional poster left to be found for this non-event. If I can, I’ll snap a photo of the poster and send it to you.

Just saw this, and I have to say it breaks my heart all over again. I had followed the Twins so faithfully all that summer (in Colorado we got static-y radio broadcasts) and I remember having to commandeer the TV on my dorm floor.(we only had one on every floor) I ended up watching with a Red Sox fan. I think it was the first time I seriously considered murder. She was a very loud Red Sox fan.

Don’t even get me started on how the Red Sox broke my heart again years later when I was an Angels fan…

I’m so glad to have found your web page. My pal mentioned it to me before, yet never got around to checking it out until now. I must express, I’m floored. I really enjoyed reading through your posts and will absolutely be back to get more.
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