Blue and gold upper border of the photo representing, of course, the Otto-Eldred HS colors
The title of this essay may indeed be a high-rise stretch of hyperbole, but you have to admit it is an attention-grabber and it may not be a complete exaggeration for every reader.
Posting this story on January1, 2021 is actually by design. Six months from now will mark the golden jubilee of the 1971 Babe Ruth game between Eldred and Otto.
It is the lead-up to this contest, the actual seven inning game and the aftermath, the continual residual effect this meeting had on its participants.
It was a game where every player knew the name of each opponent on the other side. The fans of either team did also. These kids all attended Otto-Eldred High School. Many took the same classes, shared a table at lunchtime, rode the same bus and were teammates in other sports or were in the band or chorus together.
This was an unusual circumstance, but not unique. In fact, within this Babe Ruth League, there were at least two teams with a similar makeup, Crosby and Smethport teams. Players on both teams attended Smethport High School.
Smethport had won the league title in 1969. The McKean All-Star team in 1969 included: Eddie Swanson, Lanny Colosimo and Rob Maynard of Smethport, Eldred's Dick Windsor, Steve Milne, Jim Pransky, Bruce Fowler and Mike Miller, Crosby's Rob Flickinger and Eddie Faes and Rew's Francis Ritz.
The '69 McKean BR League consisted of teams from Smethport, Crosby, Otto, Hamlin, Eldred and Rew.
Eldred was 11-1 in 1970 to take the crown. Their only loss was an early season 6-4 defeat by Limestone.
The loss to Limestone is one of the many mysteries not completely uncovered in researching this piece. Why, when and how was Limestone in the league?
I'm sure the players didn't care. We just played whoever was on the schedule. There was no exhibition season or in-season scouting. Let's just play.
The clearest memory of that loss came shortly after we arrived at our opponent's field. Coach Ed Harrington had a station wagon, usually some off-beat color, that he drove to all of our games carrying several players and all of the equipment.
We stepped out of our rides, tucked our shirt-tails in and put on our baseball shoes and searched for the ball bag to start warming up for our contest.
No ball bag, no helmet bag, no catchers' equipment and no bats. Our arsenal of tools was all back in Eldred.
Coach Harrington, usually soft-spoken, composed and not one to be upset easily, especially to our group of players who were talented and even at 14 or 15 always ready to play ball, had only one question to ask.
"Boys, I'm usually a mild-mannered man, but how in the world did you forget the damn equipment? asked our skipper.
We had to borrow Limestone's gear to compete, but after loading the bases with no one out in the first, our confident team felt we were in the process of putting the pre-game antics behind us.
I was the runner on second base and when our cleanup hitter hit a ball over my head in to what I thought was an outfield gap, I sprinted toward third. The look on my teammate's face as I neared the bag was my first clue I had made a mistake.
The centerfielder made a fine catch and threw to second for a double play (our runner on third never tagged, probably still shocked by my base running faux pas).
Despite the headline being partially cut off, believe me it says Limestone and Foster win in Babe Ruth loop. We lost 6-4 despite two doubles by my teammate, Lenny Oszustowicz.
It was our only loss of the year and we beat them decisively in our final game of the season to capture the league championship.
This is our 1970 Championship team. Missing from this photo are the Lathrop brothers, George (c) and Marty(rhp. /inf.)Our Otto friends joined the McKean Babe Ruth League in 1969. They played all their games on the road with no home field available. A young team with no home field and playing in a very competitive league went through some major growing pains.
Smethport won the league with an 18-2 mark and Crosby, Hamlin and Eldred all had winning records while Otto suffered 17 losses, but...
One of their wins came against Eldred, an upset capped off by a one-hop groundball back to the Otto pitcher, Ned Van Epps, who joyfully ran the ball over to first himself.
It was an unexpected and somewhat shocking loss for Eldred, but at the same time, there honestly was a part of us who were happy that our friends, classmates and teammates in every other area of our sporting life were happy.
That was a refreshing part of the rivalry. As each school year was nearing its end, we kidded some about playing each other that summer, but there was no boasting, trash talking or bets made. Make no mistake, every player desperately wanted a win over their schoolmates. There were limited bragging rights at stake, probably among other students and our parents more than the players.
Okay, the greatest game ever; unique because of the opposing players and the young baseball rivalry among friends. Also, both teams had some outstanding players and despite Otto's only third year in the league, they had already established themselves as one of the league's top teams.
One of the major reasons of Otto's rise so quickly was the return of Kerry Snow and his family to Duke Center, Pa. Tom Snow, a fine athlete during his high school career at Otto High (before the consolidation) had moved his family to Louisiana for work reasons, but they returned when Kerry was in eighth grade.
1981 was the second year for Otto's baseball field-a baseball diamond they created. Steve Hepfer, the team's first coach, and several adults and players lobbied for town council approval and ground was finally broken. Trees had to be cleared. The infield was leveled, protective screens, a set of bleachers and an outfield fence were added.
The field did have a noticeable lean toward the third base side to the point where you could only see the left fielder from the waist up. There were still a row of trees not far from the third base line. Otto's home field was only a long fungo from the Otto pool that all O-E kids were very familiar.
Otto- Eldred High School with the ball field only 300 or 400 yards away behind the school.It was the only pool in the area. Eldred students paid a dime (or some kind of minor fee) to ride the seven miles to the school and summer swimming. Except, half of the boys never went swimming.
We did take our towels with our swim trunks wrapped inside, but they never tasted the summer air and sunshine. The Eldred boys primarily played tether ball, watched girls and walked across the tar/oil covered parking lot to the concession stand, undoubtedly ruining a pair of sneakers each summer. Then after two hours we went home for a regular routine.
Take our towel and swim trunks, wet them with a hose or under the sink, hang them on the outdoor clothes line and never refer to our day at the pool. At least, some of us did that. At least, many of us did that.
I still get an occasional e-mail from an ex- teacher or friend who says it was the best game he ever saw. Some of the players, almost 50 years later feel as I do, but surprisingly some have little recall about the game. Fairly, it was nearly 50 years ago, but also as an athlete you always do not remember a special game, sometimes it's a heart-breaking loss that sticks with you.
I remember many games that ended in disappointment; a last minute loss, a below average performance, a loss that would have allowed us to advance in a playoff setting. Others might remember their only home run or an end-of-the quarter half court shot. There are no rules, only one's sense of recall.
We shared little with college or professional teams. We followed the standings, but our league's more closely, as did our parents, girlfriends and fans.
The Eldred at Otto matchup was a 6:00 start. Pransky versus Snow. It's a natural instinct and it happens at college and pro levels all the time. If the crowd size is 10,000, there will be 20,000 people who will say they were there.
Just a hypothesis, but there might have been 120 fans there. Parents, students, fans of O-E sports and people who might have gone swimming as their first objective, but filed over to the baseball field. I'm certain there were many who claimed they were present.
I don't know who was the home plate umpire. It might have been Kenny Kervin, whose brother, Mike, was a player, maybe in this game. Larry Burgoon was the head coach with Ron Bacha as Tom Snow as assistants. Ed Harrington manned the Eldred bench alone.
Both teams were talented ,proven by seven of them selected later to the McKean Babe Ruth All-Star Team; Snow, infielders John Hepfer, Steve Barrett and catcher Mike Burgoon represented Otto. Pransky, Oszustowiz and Marty Lathrop represented Eldred. Gary Cunningham represented Crosby and a player named Gustafson and also Gary Holcomb were Smethport selections.
Larry Burgoon, Richie Cunningham and Ed Harrington shared the coaching duties for the All-Star competition.
Pransky struck out the opening six Otto hitters, but Snow threw two shutout and hitless innings. Otto began to make more contact, but the game had few errors and walks. Otto had only two hits the entire game, singles by Hepfer and Steve Farr. Eldred had none as the sixth inning began.
The game was decided on one swing of the bat. Oszustowicz hit a homer to straight away center for a 1-0 lead, Pransky followed with a single, the only two Eldred hits. If Lenny "O" had not hit that round tripper, the game may have lasted until dark.
Two outs in the bottom of the seventh (7 inning contest) and Snow hit a routine grounder to short that was booted for an error. Hope remained. Kerry stole second, then stole third and there was a strong chance he may have tried for the trifecta and an attempted theft of home. The next hitter was retired easily before Snow could try another steal and Eldred won 1-0, both teams getting only two hits.
A 1-0 Eldred win.
Two Eldred All-Stars, Lenny Oszustowicz and Jim Pransky. not wearing their regular Eldred uniforms- white,sleeveless tops with gold t-shirts. Photo from All-Star tournament.