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...Lew never really found himself until he was sent to the Braves. Pennant-hungry Milwaukee brought out the mean-spirited competitor in him, and he delighted in the sight of an opposing batter sprawling to escape his head-high fast ball. The measure of his success is the list of angry complaints that have scampered across four years of sports pages. Some of his National League opponents insisted-and still do-that he uses the outlawed spitball. "He breaks every rule in the book,'' maintains Cincinnati Manager Birdie Tebbetts. "The umpires tell me it doesn't matter...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Sport: October's Hero | 10/21/1957 | See Source »

...Lew as a happy clown, a sometimes sophomoric cutup who delights in sticking his head out of the team bus and tying up traffic on the way to a game with his piercing imitation of a police whistle. His pretty wife Mary, a onetime Charleston, W. Va. telephone operator, cannot understand why everyone does not love him. Home from an afternoon of fidgeting in the ballpark, Lew is a fond father who likes to stretch out in the living room and turn the hi-fi to blasting-level for Dixieland or "grand ole opry" records. He amuses his children-Lewis...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Sport: October's Hero | 10/21/1957 | See Source »

...season, Lew settles his family in Sarasota, Fla.. where he owns a $20,000 home, fattens up on his favorite meals (ham and eggs for breakfast, fried chicken for dinner), fly-casts for trout on a lake he has stocked himself, and prepares for the days his curve stops breaking by building up a thriving real estate business. Crowed a business associate last week: "He's a wonderful guy. Three victories are going to have a big bearing on added sales...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Sport: October's Hero | 10/21/1957 | See Source »

...Return. When the Braves flew home to Milwaukee immediately after the last game. Burdette was still sputtering with tension -his eyebrows flapped, his forehead furled and flattened, his shoulders seemed to shrug of their own accord, his cigarette ashes fell all over his bright yellow and black necktie. "Hey, Lew, how you feel?" a boy called...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Sport: October's Hero | 10/21/1957 | See Source »

...With my fingers," Lew answered. "They got you running for President," another admirer hollered. "I don't think I'd make a good one," said Lew...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Sport: October's Hero | 10/21/1957 | See Source »

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