Saturday, July 14, 2007

Four Summer Days In Four American Cities: Nothing But Baseball, Hot Dogs, and Highway Driving With My Two Sons – Post #2: Hall of Fame Museum in Cincy


If I remember correctly from our baseball museum exploration in Cincinnati, in only three decades since 1900 have the Cincinnati Reds NOT won a League or World Series Championship. I don’t think any other team, with the possible exception of the Yankees, can make that assertion.

Above is a dusk photo of their new stadium on the Ohio River which features a “Riverboat” theme.

My sons and I learned a lot about the Reds and the history of the one time-horsehide covered sphere at the Hall of Fame and Museum in Cincinnati, which we toured prior to the July 5th game with the Giants. A large part of the museum fetes the accomplishments of Pete Rose, who, like Barry Bonds, is viewed as “tainted” by many who follow the sport.

Pete Rose’s shortcoming was gambling on games in which he participated, while Barry Bonds of the Giants is knee-deep in the steroids “investigation” being conducted by Major League Baseball.

Despite his human frailties, Pete Rose was one heckuva ball player who, in my humble view, deserves consideration for Baseball’s Hall of Fame despite the controversy. He had the most hits ever by a player (4,256), and he played with an abandon rarely seen since Ty Cobb.

With players like Joe Nuxhall, Ewell Blackwell, Tom Browning, Ted Kluscewski, Johnny Bench, Frank Robinson, Joe Morgan, Tony Perez – and Rose, of course – the Reds are a storied franchise.



One could “put oneself in the picture” in part of the museum. Gregg took this picture of Doug “leaping over the Reds outfield fence to snatch a homerun away from a hitter.”

Our glimpse back into the archives of Reds baseball was a treasured experience, expecially reliving the memories from my childhood when these Reds would periodically come into Wrigley Field.

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