09/06/2026
Now that Opening Day is upon us, we welcome back lifelong Giants fan Bill Schaefer with some reflections on "Opening Days Past," including attending Opening Day, 1952 with his dad. Bill also recalls a personal conversation he had with Willie Mays about one of the greatest catches in Willie's career. I think you'll enjoy Bill's essay. -GL
PLAY BALL!
Reflections on Opening Days past!
âThere is no sport event like Opening Day baseball, the sense of beating back the forces of darkness and the National Football League.â-George Vecsey
âThereâs nothing like Opening Day. There is nothing like the start of a new season. I started playing baseball at seven, quit at 40. Itâs in my blood.â âGeorge Brett
âIâd walk through hell in a gasoline suit to play baseball.â-Pete Rose
Baseball Is In the Air!
Well, we made it. It's the time when all big-league teams were in action on one Opening Day, March 30, for the first time since 1968. Fans are already buzzing about the new pitch clock, unveiled in spring training, feeling it will add a needed element of continuity and speed to the game. The odds makers have made the Houston Astros the favorite to win the World Series, with the Mets, Yankees, and Dodgers all close behind. There is a surge of money pouring in on the New York Metropolitans.
A strange phenomenon will soon take place. The first 10 games played will seem to happen slowly. Then the season will get caught in the vortex of its own unique rhythm, and suddenly the All-Star game will be looming right around the corner. Late August will be upon us too soonâŚfootballs in the airâŚand can our baseball team survive its injuries and make the postseason?
One Vivid Opening Day Memory
April 18, 1952, Opening Day, Ebbets Field. My dad and I, intense Giants fans, along with my best friend, Donn Williams (one of the great Dodgers rooters) were seated in the left field upper deck. It was the first meeting of the two teams since the famous playoff series the year before. Clem Labine, who had shut out the Giants 10-0 at the Polo Grounds, was on the mound. Labine didnât retire a single batter. The Giants KOâd Clem with five runs in the first inning. But Jim Hearn didnât fare much better, lasting only one out in the bottom of the second stanza. The score after two was New York five, Brooklyn four. The teams battled into the twelfth inning tied at six when Andy Pafko homered over the right-center screen off George Spencer to win it for the Brooks, 7-6. From our vantage point, high up in the second deck in left, it looked to me, at first, like a pop fly. But the rising, burgeoning roar from Dodgers fans told a different story.
Fast forward to a TV commercial setting, 30 years later, at a Staten Island car dealership where I was the spokesman and Willie Mays was one of the sports celebrity guests. A two-minute commercial message would result. In chatting with Willie during a break, I referred to that Opening Day game and said I thought his catch of a Bobby Morgan line drive in the ninth inning was his greatest grab ever. He agreed but then said, âYou donât look old enough to remember that. Describe that catch.â I launched into the play-by-play:
âMorgan belted a hard liner into the left-center gap that looked for sure like the game-winner. You came out of nowhere and dove through the air, parallel to the ground, spearing the ball with a supernatural backhand stab. You then hit the ground and rolled over and over again, winding up stretched out on your stomach near the fence and didnât move for several minutes. Both teams rushed to the spot. Jackie Robinson led the Dodgers. Jack confessed, âWe didnât run out there to see if Mays was alright. We couldnât believe he caught the ball!â "
I passed the description test.