Sometimes it takes a combination of the right talent, strong will and a good dose of luck to put a team on the right track and win the day. On Sunday, it seemed like the planets were properly aligned for the Newtown Sandy Hooks as they met their archrival Bridgeport Orators at Seaside Park along the banks of Long Island Sound. A cooling breeze and bright sunny skies greeted the guests on what would be the first perfect base ball day of the season for either club. The Sandy Hooks brought a well-balanced blend of new and established players to the match with southpaw Dennis Norwich leading the pitching duties in the first of what would be two lopsided but entertaining matches. The initial '1864' affair, never a strong suit for the Newtown nine, would be followed by a tantalizing '1867' game in the nightcap.


 
 
 

 

 
 

 A crystal clear day on Long Island Sound as 'Geezer' Shaw attempts to maintain ballist control. (Vigorito photo)
 
   
 
     
 

As 'Pops' Vigorito called the two nines to the line, the Sandy Hooks showed immediately drive and ingenuity as they threw two aces on the board in the first frame. Without so much as a deep breath, they then slugged their way to a 7 to 0 lead through the first five innings with hardly any refutation from the opposing side. It was as if the sea air had revitalized the moribund soul that lie dormant for preceding weeks as the bottom of the batting order accumulated an amazing sum of 15 of the 24 hits that would be credited to the Hooks in this initial match. Paes, Weiner, Norwich, Long and Wheat (returning from a reoccurrence of a debilitating shoulder injury from four weeks back) relentlessly punished the ball while many of the 'heros' from the proceeding weeks showed more proficiency in the field than around the plate.

All in all the full team effort confirmed great hope that the Newtown club, in spite of its less than fortuitous stature, was making great strides in righting a tortured and lackluster Spring. Little did anyone know that ill winds were about to change the club's favorable destiny.

As the game ground down to its logical conclusion, with the Hooks holding a commanding 9 to 3 advantage, tempers rose to a smoldering height as Mr. Vigorito was challenged by both sides to make a command decision regarding an obscure base running call. Advancement by a baserunner on a bound-out foul had thrown both sides into a decidedly combative mood that resembled more of a Democratic floor fight then a satisfying day at the beach. Both clubs emptied on to the field with all sides jawing, in a most ungentlemanly fashion, like deranged crows and rabid coyotes eager to pounce on a fallen prey.

Cooler heads finally prevailed and judge Vigorito returned both clubs to their positions to play out the remaining innings of what would eventually end with the Sandy Hooks holding an 11 to 3 advantage.

A short break followed as both clubs retired to the shade of the abundant maples to strategize their battle plan for match two.


 
   

 

 
 

'Hoboy' Norwich pitched brilliantly for the Newtown nine.
 
     
 

 
 

'Bulldog' Paes slides safely past 'Vintage Joe' Vigorito in game one.
 
     
 

 
 

'Pops' Pendergist turns on the jets as he rounds third sack.
 
   


 

 

 
 

Another pleasant day at the beach for the umpire as Governor Vigorito takes lip from both sides of the aisle.
 
     

     
 

As game two unfolded, 'Geezer' Shaw called strikers to the line as 'Pops' Pendergist manned to the box for the visiting 'home side' in what was expected to be a shinning moment for the Sandy Hooks.

The '1867 Game' has always been the team's forte and Bridgeport, though coming close a number of occasions, had never beaten the Hooks at 'their' game. But some how as the wind shifted offshore and the bright sun beat down on the pristine turf, what was evident in game one was not to be in game two.

In a miraculous turnaround that resembled a late Spring squall, the Orator bats awoke from their unconsciousness and inundated the visitors with consistent, well-executed hitting that swelled the score to eight runs before the Hooks awoke from their malaise. It was as if the trick pony had given its all in race one and its swollen limbs were unable to respond to another nine inning affair.

The tide had obviously turned on the Sandy Hooks and no level of effort was able to reduce the deficit that was about to scuttle the day's fortunes. Like a tumultuous gale, the Orators rocked the hapless Hooks inning after inning (an amazing eight runs in the sixth was the straw that finally broke the pony's back) and eventually prevailed by a final tally of 23 to 14 in a hopeless affair for the Sandy Hooks. And, to put icing on the cake, the match will stand as the first time in history the Sandy Hooks have allowed the Orators to taste victory on their behalf.

What had seemed like a wondrous ocean retreat for the Sandy Hooks had become a cheerless departure to the lofty hilltops of their home where they'll hope to find solace and renewal before the Thames club of New London arrives to do battle on Saturday next.


 
   

 

 
 

The Bridgeport Orators
 
     

 

 
 

The Newtown Sandy Hooks
 
     

View Game Photos by Ray Shaw & Joe Vigorito, Sr


 

 


 
   
 

June 7- Saturday - New London at McLaughlin Vineyards at 11:00AM

 


 


 
     
   
 
 

 

 

   
 

 
     

 

 
 
 

© Newtown Sandy Hook Vintage Base Ball Club, Newtown, CT