Ray Chapman

Each year hundreds of injuries take place on the baseball field. Players suffer injuries of varying degrees, everything from sprained ankles and pulled hamstrings to broken bones and torn ligaments. These injuries can keep players out a few games, an entire season, and in some extreme cases end careers. One player, however, paid the ultimate price while playing the game.

On August 16, 1920, life was good for 29 year old shortstop Ray Chapman. The speedy, slick fielding Chapman, anchor of the Cleveland infield, was hitting .303 with 97 runs scored and his team was in the thick of the American League Pennant race. The Indians were at the Polo Grounds in New York to take on the Yankees. Nasty submariner Carl Mays was on the hill for the Yanks. Chapman was 0 for1 in the game when he led off the fifth against Mays. Chapman was known to crowd and sometimes lean over the plate. Mays, known for his nasty disposition, had a reputation for throwing "high and tight."

Mays threw one of his patented rising side armed pitches inside to the Indian's shortstop who was again crowding the plate. The pitch hit him in the temple fracturing his skull. Chapman collapsed, blood ran out of his ears, nose, and mouth. His teammates rushed out and helped him to his feet. According to some accounts Chapman regained consciousness, but quickly collapsed again before reaching the dugout. Emergency surgery, which included the removal of a piece of his skull, was performed that night to no avail. Chapman died at 4:30 the next morning, about twelve hours after being hit by Mays' pitch. It remains the only on field casualty in MLB history.

Carl Mays voluntarily appeared in front of the homicide bureau of the district attorney's office that night and was cleared of all wrong doing. Despite that fact the players of the Detroit Tigers and Boston Red Sox threatened to start a petition to get Mays banned from baseball.

Back in Cleveland, H. O. Van Hart, the owner of First National Bank began "A Flower from a Fan" campaign in which fans would contribute ten cents for a flower to be displayed at Chapman's funeral.

With rookie Joe Sewell in Chapman's place at shortstop, the Indians went onto win the franchises' first World Series that year, wearing black arm bands as a tribute to their fallen teammate. Ray Chapman's wife, Kathleen, received his full World Series share, just under $4,000.

For his career Chapman hit .278 with 233 stolen bases, 1053 hits, and 671 runs in 1051 games over 9 big league seasons. He was known for his speed, he finished in the top ten in stolenbases three times and in runs four times and his fielding - he was considered one of the finest glove men of the time. Chapman was selected as one of the "100 Greatest Indians" when the team celebrated it's centennial in 2001. Noted baseball historian Bill James said Chapman "was probably destined for the Hall of Fame had he lived."

Carl Mays went on to win 26 games for the Yankees in 1920 and 27 more in 1921. He became the first man to win 20 games with three different teams in 1924 when he went 20-9 with Cincinnati (he also won 20 with Boston in 1917 & '18). Mays retired in 1929 with a 207-126 record and 2.92 ERA. He felt the Chapman incident denied him admission into the Hall of Fame. Others believe that rumors that he threw at least one game in the 1921 World Series, which his Yankees lost to the cross-town Giants, is to blame. A better explanation maybe that he simply didn't have the numbers.

With the advent of batting helmets and significantly better medical technology available, an incident like this would probably never happen in todays' game. It is important to remember, however, the legacy of Ray Chapman, who was by all accounts an upstanding member of the community, a favorite of teammates and fans, as well as a great ball player.

-David Zingler

Ray Chapman, a Tribute
By Ed Bang

Published in "The Cleveland News" April 17, 1920

Ray Chapman is dead!

The dots and dashes spelling out this doleful and heartrending message came over the wire from New York shortly before 6 o'clock Tuesday morning. Although the news was somewhat anticipated, as it was known that the fracture to Ray's skull might prove fatal, still it came like a thunderbolt from a clear sky.

The greatest shortstop, that is, considering all-around ability, batting, throwing, base running, bunting, fielding and ground covering ability, to metion nothing of his fight, spirit and conscientiousness, ever to wear a Cleveland uniform will never again be seen covering two-thirds of the ground between second and third. Never again will we hear the fans yell: "Atta boy: Chappie!" "Speed up, Ray, old boy," "Show 'em where you live, Chappie." Never again will we see the speeder among the fastest men in baseball score from first on a short hit, or scoot from first to third on a bunt. Chappie has lived his baseball career and what a wonderful one it was, and his life, which was the sort that every mother would have her son live.

The writer has known Ray Chapman ever since the first day he came to Cleveland and donned the regalia of the then Naps back in the fag (sic) end of the 1912 season. And we rejoiced in the success he attained year after year, for we formed a liking for him on that first day. With all the fight and determination at his command he never admitted defeat until the last man was out.

And Ray lived his life the same way. He was clean cut, high minded, honest and straightforward. He had a personality that was contagious, for once you met Ray Chapman you were glad to list him among your friends. Chappie was just as much at home in the ballroom in the highest society as he was among his diamond associates on the field, on the bench or in the clubhouse. He was his 100 percent self all the time, no frills, or furbelows, and it was this trait that won him fast friends among the heads of manufacturing, industrial and mercantile concerns as well as among the newsies on the street corners. All of them will mourn the passing not only of Chappie the great shortstop, but Ray Chapman the man and their friend.

I was proud to list Chappie among my closest friends and on more than one occasion he flattered me by making me his confidant. Ray has his little troubles now and then but nothing could long cast a cloud over that wonderful sunny and cheery disposition. It was his smile and words of cheer that oftimes brought his teammates out of their "case of dumps" after losing a hard fought game. And it was this same disposition that brought joy to hundreds in the everyday walks of life.

Chappie did not live to realize his life ambition, that of playing on a pennant-winning and possibly and world's championship team, and that when it seemed almost within his grasp. There was some talk about Ray's retirement following his marriage to Miss Kathleen Daly last fall, but Ray said he would not quit the game until he helped his best friend, Tris Speaker, win a pennant and world's championship.

"Then, well, I guess I'll be a real business man, but gee! It'll be hard to pull away from my pal Spoke (Speaker) and the rest of the boys," said Chappie.

But if the Indians should win the pennant and world's championship and there is not one of the players who not willingly pass up the honor if it would only bring Chappie back everybody will realize that the achievement could not have been accomplished without the aid given by the great little shortstop in the past, who has been called to his reward.