FirstLook: Fifty-Nine In '84 By Edward Achorn (HarperCollins/2010)
Feb 7, 2010
Review By James R. Holland
More Exciting Than Watching the Super Bowl
In the year 1884 a Providence, Rhode Island pitcher named “Old Hoss Radbourn” won 59 National League games with an l.38 ERA. That feat will probably never be equaled? Incredibly this reviewer could not put this page-turner down even while watching the Super Bowl on television. Even the goal line stand of the Colts on their one yard line wasn’t as exciting as the drama of Old Hoss Radbourn and his Providence Grays battling it out in Boston’s South End Grounds against the Boston Red Stockings in that most famous ball park of the time, for the lead in the 1884 National League pennant race. In addition to capturing the excitement and brutality of baseball during that era, the book is full of baseball trivia. For instance, that fabled ballpark was located under what is now the Ruggles MBTA Station.
For the modern baseball fans, (that word is the nickname of fanatics according to this tome), this book is brimming over with fascinating baseball history. This is the era when pitchers often pitched every game without relief and the catcher’s mitt and body padding hadn’t yet been invented. The catchers caught the ball with their almost bare hands wearing only some leather gloves with the finger coverings cut away.
Catching pitches without a mitt was murder on the player’s hands and fingers, which were often a bloody mess after only a few innings. “To reduce the threat of serious injury, catchers at times backed up ten feet behind home plate, and gingerly caught the pitch on a bounce. That didn’t work when there were runners on base “or when there were two strikes in the count, since the rules required them to catch the third strike on the fly to register an out.” To achieve that, they had to bend over in exactly the same spot as current catchers. And they weren’t crouched down, but standing up and bent over at the waist with their hands cupped in front of their groin area. There were no chest protectors or other padding in those days. The book doesn’t mention whether they had padding over their private parts. If not, it’s unlikely many catchers missed catching the ball thrown toward that area?
The professional baseball players of this time were tough as tough can be. They were also colorful. “Old Hoss Radbourn” was the son of a butcher from Illinois. His 130-pound catcher was a poor Irishman from Boston. The players weren’t rich or pampered and they had to work hard and risk their health in order to get paid what would now be considered a pittance. Radbourn for instance also made his contribution to the history of photography. In the book’s cover picture, which like most of the pictures of the players mentioned in the book was reproduced from old baseball cards, shows Old Hoss with a sparkle in his eye casually and subtly giving the camera the bird. He’d become the first photographic subject in history to achieve that feat shortly before when he slyly added the same gesture in the team picture.
This reviewer loves both Boston and Providence so this book interested me for the wonderful pictures that the author painted of both Boston and Providence in the mid-1800s. Both those cities have enjoyed excellent historical architectural preservation and many of the places so colorfully portrayed in the 1800s still exist. The descriptions of the booming Industrial Revolution and the volcano-like chimneys polluting the air with sooty clouds of coal dust seem almost unimaginable today. The descriptions of the general public and their lifestyles were particularly well told. More than once this reviewer had to Google several subjects to double-check some of the material in the book even though the book has an excellent section of notes and sources as well as game-by-game stats.
The author’s love for both baseball and for Providence (Edward Achorn is an editor at the Providence Journal) is obvious from the passion of his writing. As a member of Red Sox Nation even I found myself rooting for the Grays over the Beaneaters in the titanic struggles between these early professional baseball players.
Old Hoss had a life-long love for “Carrie Stanhope, the proprietress of a boarding house with shady overtones, a woman who was said to personally know every man in the National League,” along with almost every actor who performed in Providence. The book points out that while the Plantation of Rhode Island was part of Puritanical New England, it was not only over-whelming Republican, but it was also the “Wild West” of New England. Every train stopped in Providence and most passengers interested in a little fun arranged to spend a few hours there between trains. The longest train station in the world was located within easy walking distance of the sprawling adult entertainment districts of Providence. There were plenty of full time and part time street walkers (thanks largely to the fact female shop workers weren’t paid enough to live on), bawdy houses, taverns and gambling dens all guarded by the underpaid local police who were grateful to provide protection in exchange for cash and/ or services.
This book will enthrall baseball fans that may or may not be familiar with the exciting history of the game. It certainly did knock this reviewer out of the ballpark. My throwing arm and hands were aching and felt bruised and swollen just from the descriptions of what the pitchers and catchers went through to play this game. And one more sample of the book’s trivia is that the pitchers signaled the catcher what kind of pitch they were going to throw. Over the years that role has been reversed. This is a sports page-turner like this reviewer has never before had the pleasure of reading. It’s a wonderful gift for any serious, or even not-so-serious baseball fanatic.
Find the author online at edwardachorn.com/
Fifty-Nine In '84: Old Hoss Radbourn, Barehanded Baseball, and the Greatest Season a Pitcher Ever Had (HarperCollins/ Mar 2010) by Edward Achorn
James R. Holland is a film editor, producer, and author--most recently of Adventure Photographer (A Bit of Boston Books/ 2009). He reviews movies exclusively for Basil & Spice. Visit James R. Holland's Writer's Page.

















































