As Germany and Japan continued aggressive expansion in their respective theaters, war loomed inevitable for the United States. Once we made our formal entry after the Japanese bombing of Pearl Harbor on 12/7/41, there was no assurance that baseball would continue until the conflict was resolved. Fortunately, FDR was a big baseball fan and was receptive to the behind-the-scenes lobbying by Washington Senators' owner Clark Griffith. FDR gave the " Green Light" for the game to continue in 1942 and approval would be renewed in the succeeding years, although it would certainly be a different game, composed of players who were below the usual high caliber. It should also be noted that while one of the stated reasons for the Green Light was to sustain morale on the home front, it also was a vital psychological anchor point for soldiers serving overseas. The troops may have differed on many issues of regional and cultural preference but baseball provided common ground and they followed the game with enthusiasm. In that era, baseball dwarfed all other sports in popularity and though the rosters may have been depleted, it retained its hold on the public.
The narrative is presented through the lens of a star - Hank Greenberg, who like Bob Feller, Ted Williams, and many others would don a new uniform during the war as they served in the military; and Pete Gray, the one-armed outfielder who was one of the many minor leaguers who would get their rare opportunity for a brief tour in the big leagues as the roster spots were vacated by reigning stars; and the tragic story of manager Billy Southworth Sr. and his son Billy Jr.. Billy was on the cusp of entering the majors but would pay the ultimate cost when he died in a plane crash. No championship could assuage the father's grief. The war touched their lives and millions more, elevating some as they fulfilled their aspirations while dashing the hopes of others who would never regain their playing form after making the sacrifice for their country.
Looming in the background was the issue of race. As long as Judge K. Landis was baseball commissioner, the racial wall barring blacks from entry into the major leagues would remain intact. However, Landis conveniently died as the war inched toward a conclusion and he would would be replaced by Happy Chandler who harbored no such reservations. The much familiar tale of Jackie Robinson would then ensue and the trickle of minority players would become a flood, altering the landscape of the game forever.
Unlike the usual sweep through cultural history on the topic, Klima probes deeper and speaks to some of the great ironies of the game vis a vis the war. Landis detested FDR but was reliant on the president's approval to sanction the continued play. Owners would have a stranglehold on the power buttons of the game and may have couched their rhetoric with a patriotic flavor but used the war as an excuse to suppress salaries and used the media machinery to publicly flog players who refused to accept reduced pay, portraying them as ingrates. As they demonstrated when they raided the Negro Leagues for talent in the post-war, the owners were hardly destitute and had prospered handsomely during the war. They continued to accumulate ample funding reserves while others operated on constrained budgets. The first agitation for unionization was beginning to surface. It would take another two decades before the players would be a significant negotiating power bloc, but collective bargaining would come, and the war had helped plant the seeds. The very tight-fistedness of the owners would ultimately prove to their detriment.
Hardly your usual baseball book, you visit the scenes of Billy Southworth Jr. on bombing missions in Europe, ache with Pete Gray as he overcomes the liability of having only one arm and defying his detractors as he finally achieves his dream of earning a spot on a major league roster, though it proves to be a bittersweet experience. And of course, there is Hank Greenberg, a victim of relentless and vicious abuse because he was Jew playing in a game where Jews were a rarity. How ironic that in a war fought to eradicate such ugly racist ideologies, he would be subject to such rancor. But he would serve and witness the war in all its horror, though he always downplayed his role and experiences in the military, and he would return with his skills impaired. But he regained enough of his form at just the right time as the Tigers were in a riveting pennant race with the Senators and Greenberg brings the story to a smashing conclusion.
Nonfiction that reads like a novel, informative and compelling.