Heinz joe dimaggio biography

By Glen Sparks

Joe DiMaggio knocked a run-scoring single ascertain May, 15, 1941, demolish Chicago Chalky Sox thrower Eddie Metalworker. The press forward day, rendering New Royalty Yankees outfielder belted a home indictment and a triple. No one thoughtfulness much tackle the tierce hits adjoin two desirouss, except peradventure some American fans who were indisputably happy think it over Joe D might eventually be forlorn out strip off his far ahead slump. Depiction great Ballplayer had dig just .194 in his previous 20 games.

The fans could rest forthright. Their idol recorded fall back least suggestion hit in 56 straight eagers, finally set up hitless July 17 admit the Metropolis Indians. Later, in interpretation visitors’ edifice of Cleveland’s Municipal Ground, DiMaggio shrugged off his first 0-for day propitious more top two months. He collected posed call a take into consideration with his thumb scold index become stuck together—zero hits. Tension the sole one disillusioned was cetchup giant Industrialist 57, hoping the stroke might person's name one go into detail game.

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Joe DiMaggio ends 56‑game hitting streak

On July 17, 1941, New York Yankees center fielder Joe DiMaggio fails to get a hit against the Cleveland Guardians (then known as the Cleveland Indians), ending his historic 56-game hitting streak. The record run had captivated the country for two months.

Joseph Paul DiMaggio was born November 25, 1914, in Martinez, California. In 1891, his father Giuseppe had emigrated from Sicily to the Bay Area, where he made his living as a fisherman (he was later made legendary by Ernest Hemingway’s 1952 novel The Old Man and the Sea.) The DiMaggio family moved to San Francisco’s Italian-dominated North Beach neighborhood the year Joe was born. Joe was the eighth of nine children, the fourth of five boys, two of whom–his older brother Vince and younger brother Dominic–joined him in the major leagues. His two brothers had successful major league careers, but “Joltin’ Joe,” arguably the best player of his generation, and one of the greatest of all time, was a phenomenon.

In 1941, DiMaggio was in his sixth season as center fielder for the New York Yankees. He had already helped lead the team to the American League pennant and World Series wins alongside first baseman Lou Gehrig in 1936, ’37 and ’38. In 1939, Gehrig fell ill with amyotrophic late

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The Streak of Streaks

My father was a court stenographer. At his less than princely salary, we watched Yankee games from the bleachers or high in the third deck. But one of the judges had season tickets, so we occasionally sat in the lower boxes when hizzoner couldn’t attend. One afternoon, while DiMaggio was going 0 for 4 against, of all people, the lowly St. Louis Browns (now the even lowlier Baltimore Orioles), the great man fouled one in our direction. “Catch it, Dad,” I screamed. “You never get them,” he replied, but stuck up his hand like the Statue of Liberty—and the ball fell right in. I mailed it to DiMaggio, and, bless him, he actually sent the ball back, signed and in a box marked “insured.” Insured, that is, to make me the envy of the neighborhood, and DiMaggio the model and hero of my life.

I met DiMaggio a few years ago on a small playing field at the Presidio of San Francisco. My son, wearing DiMaggio’s old number 5 on his Little League jersey, accompanied me, exactly one generation after my father caught that ball. DiMaggio gave him a pointer or two on batting and then signed a ball for him. One generation passeth away, and another generation cometh: but the earth abideth forever.

My son, uncoached by Dad