"It's Tuesday, October 2, 1956, and I'm in
the apartment that I rent during the season at the St. Moritz Hotel. I'm trying to
relax, but I can't. It's the night before the first game of the World Series.
"Playing in a World Series was always
special, but this was extraspecial. We were playing the Brooklyn Dodgers.
"You had to be around New York in those days
to fully appreciate what that meant. There was never a time like that before in
sports, and I think I'm safe in saying there'll never be a time like that
again..."
It was 1956, a time of peace and prosperity, of
the baby boom and the exodus to suburbia. America liked Ike, but loved Lucy.
Thirty-eight million households had television sets, and most were tuned to The Ed
Sullivan Show when Elvis Presley made his first appearance. And in the South Bronx,
at venerable Yankee Stadium, a young man named Mickey Mantle was having the season of his
life.
Only twenty-five years old, the future
Hall-of-Famer from Spavinaw, Oklahoma, was already a national hero - one of the most
powerful and gifted players in baseball - and he would put it all together, like no one
before or since, in 1956. He would become only the twelfth player in history to win
the Triple Crown, leading the league in batting (.353), home runs (52), and runs batted in
(130). He would lead the Yankees to their fifth pennant in his six seasons with the
team, and then in the classic World Series rematch with the Brooklyn Dodgers, who had
beaten the Yankees 1n 1955, he would top off his year with three big home runs and an
unforgettable running catch in center field to preserve Don Larsen's historic perfect
game.
Now, in My Favorite Summer 1956, the Mick
chronicles that amazing season as only he can. Here is his battle with idol Ted
Williams for the batting title; his challenge of the Babe's home run record; the wild
adventures of the Three Musketeers: Mantle, Martin, and Ford; and his fond memories of
playing for the legendary Casey Stengel. And here too is a nostalgic trip to a time
gone by, a time when players were regular guys, earning regular pay, when Willie, Mickey,
and the Duke all played center field in New York, a time of simple pleasures and
bigger-than-life heroes.
Out of this time came Mickey Mantle, the biggest
hero of them all. And he had the greatest season of a legendary career - as great a
season as any professional athlete ever had, any time anywhere - in 1956. Mickey
Mantle's favorite summer.