In the top of the ninth inning in the seventh game of the 1946 World Series, pinch-hitter Tom McBride nearly etched his name in Red Sox lore. With runners at the corner, two outs, and Boston trailing by one run to the Cardinals, McBride stroked a pitch from Harry Brecheen up the middle.
“When it went by Harry, I thought I had a hit, since they were pitching me away and shifted over to the right first base side,” McBride recalled years later. “But the second baseman, Red Schoendienst, made a good play on the ball. He didn’t catch it clean. The ball bounced up and looked as if it balanced on the web of his glove. He picked it off and threw to second base for a force out. Our runner at first was Pinky Higgins, an older slow-footed third baseman.”
The Red Sox played three more Game Sevens, in 1967, 1975, and 1986, but they didn’t come that close to winning a World Series until they finally broke through in 2004, three years after McBride had passed away.