“Baseball's Unsung Hero”
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Baseball's Unsung Hero This book was created especially for Robert Andrew Johnson from Mark, Dave and John August 25, 2002 4 7 8 After a few balls
got away from him, Bob decided to pack it in and
head for the park just a couple of blocks away. It'll come back to me
once I'm in the game, so there's no need to warm up now, he thought. Once Bob arrived at the stadium, he
entered through the back entrance, got into the locker-room, and dressed for
the game. When he stepped into the
stadium, he could hear the umpire call,
"Play Ball!" and the crowd cheered. Walking over to Bob, the coach had the look of death about him as he
asked, "WHO ARE YOU?" 11 I'm Robert Johnson, said Bob.
"You called 123-4567 and I answered your
call to the mound." "I can't believe this," said the
coach, "This must be the lowest day in baseball. I thought I called
our best pitcher on the disabled list who was to be discharged from the
hospital this morning. I dialed 123-4567
and who do I get... you! If we don't start the game immediately we have
to forfeit. Walk quickly now to the mound and start throwing," the
coach ordered, "We will just have to win this one on batting." The announcer
checked his notes and reported, "Pitching the final game of the 1976 World Series for the Detroit
Tigers will be Bob Johnson."
The announcer's words echoed throughout the stadium and into millions of homes
on millions of TV's. Everyone in Westland
was stunned. 12 Bob walked to the mound.
The crowd was silent. The first inning was beginning. Back in Westland, Mark, Dave and John
were just picking up the TV guide and read the notice for today's game.
They, too, were grabbing their Cokes and chips
and thinking about the sure bets they made on the Detroit
Tigers. 15 As they turned on
the set and settled into the furniture, Mark, Dave and
John thought they heard the name Johnson
while the volume was coming on. Then, the picture became clear.
Shock filled the room. Bob was on the
mound! Popcorn flew everywhere and one observer in the group pounded his Coke can against his forehead. All knew their
investments were lost - their bets wiped out. They had been done in by
their very own Bob Johnson. 16 The announcer
called the plays..."Bob is winding up for
another pitch... crack... fly ball to center, number 18 is out." The
next batter came to bat. "Bob Johnson
pitches again... crack... this batter grounds to first and the first baseman
makes an easy out." Now Bob was
getting confident. The crowd was warming up. Mark, Dave and John hadn't moved a muscle or spoken a
word since the first pitch. "And now Bob Johnson
is winding up... the pitch... crack!... high fly to left aaaannnnnddd, yes, the
outfielder catches the easy pop fly to retire to the side." The
crowd actually began to cheer. 19 When the Detroit Tigers came to bat, they put up a gallant
fight. The first batter pulled the ball hard to the third baseman. The
play was made and the throw to first was unbelievable. Even the replay
showed it was a dead heat, but the umpire called the runner out. The
second batter pounded the ball to the wall, but the outfielder caught it as he
crashed into the wall for the second out. The third batter struck
out. This series was being played in the field and defense was going to
be the deciding factor. Innings two, three and four went three up and
three down for each side. 20 Top of the fifth, Bob allowed a double, and a single. Then a wild
pitch sent the runner to third, home. One to nothing. Bob was demoralized. Another single put men on
first and third with no outs. Then, another wild pitch sent the runners
to third and home. Two to nothing. Bob
walked the next two batters. The bases were loaded. Bob was getting tired. A slow pitch over the
plate allowed the batter to hit a hot smash to second with one bounce.
The man on third went home while the second baseman forced the double play
between second and first. Now it was three to nothing with a runner at
third with two outs. A wild pitch sent the runner at third to home, but
the catcher recovered the ball and threw it to Bob
at the plate, retiring the inning when the tag was made. 23 The coach told Bob to settle down. "Just throw the ball
over the plate and let the fielders do the rest," he said. The next
three innings were played quickly with neither side making any runs. At
the top of the ninth, Bob could barely send the
ball the distance. Two balls were grounded out to the shortstop.
The third batter pounded the ball into deep right field and foul where the
right fielder made the catch to retire the side. The score was still
three to nothing with the Detroit Tigers to now
have their 24 The sun was
setting, the air was cool, and the fans were getting hot. The lights were
now coming on as the final game of the World Series was down to its last inning
with the Detroit Tigers down by three runs in
the bottom of the ninth. The first batter struck out. The pitcher
was throwing hard fast balls. The second batter struck out. The
third batter was up... WALK! Their last pitcher was burned out. He was
all over the place with his pitches. The crowd went wild. The next
batter was up... WALK! Then the next batter... WALK! The bases were
loaded! With two outs in the bottom of the ninth, here comes Bob Johnson to bat! 27 The crowd let out a
groan! Bob was beginning to feel a little
rejected. He took a deep breath and
stepped up to the plate. 28 "STRIKE
ONE!!" yelled the umpire. Bob didn't
even see that one leave the pitcher's hand. He
stepped out of the box looking for a signal from the third base coach. It
was to hit away. As the next pitch was released, Bob
started his swing. "STRIKE
TWO!!" yelled the umpire. Bob was
beginning to get a little concerned. 0 and two was the count, two outs,
down by three, and three men on. "This is it," thought Bob as the next pitch came in low and outside. A
deadly silence filled the stadium. 31 It was gone!
That ball left the park with the skin torn half off. Bob Johnson had pounded out a Grand Slam to 32 The Cokes were poured as the team accepted victory. Bob got out of his
uniform, went out the back way and hurried home in time to watch the post game
show on TV. Bob never returned to baseball
and years later most everyone forgot his
name. He didn't even have a contract -
pity. 35 This book is the
last remaining evidence that Bob was truly a
hero that day back in 1976. If you ask
anyone who Bob Johnson is, they will tell you
they have never heard of him, which is more sad
proof that he has become "Baseball's Unsung
Hero!"
Bob Johnson had a list of chores a mile long. Yet, it didn't matter because
the Detroit Tigers were playing in the final
game of the World Series. The series was tied three games each and he decided that his chores
could wait a few hours. Bob grabbed the
remote control, a bowl of chips, and a Coke and
made himself comfortable in his favorite chair.
Bob noticed
that the players had been out on the field for an awfully long warm up, and the
pitching coach sure was going crazy about something down in the dugout.
Then, the announcer broadcasted the news that the pitcher of the Detroit Tigers just threw out his arm. The
cameras followed the coach as he paced frantically inside the dugout. At
one end of the dugout was a red wall phone. The coach reached for it and
started dialing. The cameras zoomed in. The announcer correctly guessed
that the coach was calling in his back-up pitcher. That's when Bob's phone started to ring!
Bob answered
the phone. "This is the coach! Come over here right away.
You're going to pitch the game today," said the coach of the Detroit Tigers. The coach hung up before Bob could ask any questions. "Wow!" Bob thought, "This must be a dream!" Bob packed his gear and spikes and headed for the door
thinking, "Wait until Mark, Dave and John find
out about this!" Bob stopped on his way to the car to pitch a few balls at the
bulls-eye painted on the broad side of the barn.
The crowd was getting restless.
Bob was a mess.
final time at bat. This was it.
Bob swung the bat... CRACK!