Word: bullpen
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...established conductors are thus tired, aging, or both. The Boston Symphony's Erich Leinsdorf, 55, who has announced that he plans to resign at the end of the 1969 season because of his killing schedule, likens himself to "a 27-inning pitcher" with no relief in the bullpen. Like Boston, New York and Chicago are also in the market for new music directors, and the conductors in Philadelphia and Cleveland-Eugene Ormandy and George Szell-are both over...
...dispense with most of those endearing little rituals that give the game color. In the interest of speeding things up, no longer may a pitcher stand out there shaking off catcher's sign after sign while tension mounts; no longer will a reliever trudge in from the faraway bullpen like a matador with his warmup jacket slung over his pitching arm (he will now ride in a golf cart); no longer will a batter try to rattle the pitcher by demanding that the umpire examine the ball. What's left to relieve the boredom? The seventh-inning stretch...
...sixth, Yaz again led off with a long fly out to left. Scott and Reggie Smith followed with walks, and Cardinal manager Red Schoendienst galloped to the mound to talk to the tiring Hughes. No one was ready in the bullpen, so the bespectacled starter stayed to pitch to Jery Adair. Adair slammed a double-play grounder to third baseman Mike Shannon, who muffed it to load the bases...
...stand only so much. Robert D. Lee, 29, a relief pitcher with the Cincinnati Reds, learned his limit last month in a game against the St. Louis Cardinals. For five innings he sat in the bullpen and watched with rising ire as the Cards coasted along with a 7-0 lead against his team. Frustration finally got the best of Lee: bellowing like a wounded water buffalo, he charged straight out of the bullpen and attacked St. Louis Pitcher Bob Gibson on the mound. It took all of two seconds for Gibson's teammates to reach the scene...
Schroeder's cage is as successful as it is audacious. In the midst of a cluttered, barrel-heaped warehouse is a tightly webbed bullpen. The leading corner of this cage, facing the audience, is a tall, black obscuring post. The audience can never see the encaged characters without peering through the latticework and around the post...