SEE? WE HAD IT right all along having predicted with no uncertainty and an equal amount of shrewd insight that the best team would win the World Series. Though we didn't italicize the word team, that was the critical difference that made a goat out of a Lemon. You had to wait two games for the Dodger epoxy to take, but when it did the Yankees came unglued for four straight defeats on two coasts.
For the record, which we all know is the reason this game of baseball was invented, the togetherness of Los Angeles has been commemorated with an honest-to-goodness statistical World Series first- ever. Three Dodgers shared the most valuable player award: Ron Cey, Pedro Guerrero and Steve Yeager, whose contributions to the stunning Los Angeles comeback were simply the best of a bunch.
Mr. Cey's performance was all the more spectacular in the wake of that terrifying moment on Sunday when a pitch to the head flattened him. The next pitch he would see, three nights and 3,000 miles later, went back the other way as a single. Yet another he returned up the middle, producing what would turn out to be a winning run in this game. Mr. Guerrero's even mightier blasts erased any lingering doubts about the outcome. Mr. Yeager's primary heroics had occurred earlier, in that Sunday game.
Share as they all should this award, there was clearly only one winner of the most valuable manager award. Tommy Lasorda merely orchestrated five life-or-death pre-Series games before this four- in-a-row comeback. The Yankees' Bob Lemon, who has to share his job with an in-flight ex-fighter doubling as owner of the team, managed to make more bad moves than a Bowery bum.
It was hardly baseball at its best, but this wasn't a year for baseball, anyway. The Series, like the season, was played in two separate halves, which is another record for those books. Wait 'til next year? It will be a pleasure.