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“The Giants win the Pennant! The Giants win the Pennant!” It was October 1954. My cousin Roger and I were both eight years old.
As I remember it, Roger was still excited, hours if not days after the game was over. “Did you hear it? Did you hear it?” He might even have been jumping up and down. He was asking if I had heard the announcer scream those words at the close of the final game of the World Series: the New York Giants had defeated the Cleveland Indians. Bless you, Roger – once...
Gail Quinn
July 26, 2014 | Cotuit, MA