Carl Furillo – The Yasiel Puig of the Brooklyn Dodgers

When I was growing up a budding Dodger fan in Lunenburg, Nova Scotia on the east coast of Canada, I had the good fortunate to be part of the Boys of Summer saga. My connection with the Dodgers began in 1952 one evening when by pure chance I turned my radio dial and there it was – the golden voice of Vin Scully. Before the game ended Duke Snider – the Silver Fox – hit a home run and sealed the deal for me. My dial never again left that station during the summer. I believe it was WMGM.

During those years I followed and learned much about so many great Dodger players. As mentioned Duke Snider became my all-time favorite player. Jackie Robinson became the player I respected the most although I only learned in about 1954 that he was black. I waited for Duke to come to bat but when the Dodgers really needed a key hit I was very happy to have two other members of team step up to the plate – Roy Campanella and Carl Furillo. Campy was a three time MVP whose career was cut short by that fateful accident in January, 1958. Furillo on the other hand was an almost unknown Dodger when fans in our area were discussing Dodger and Yankee players. However, to me he was a clutch hitter getting hits when really needed.

Although Carl Furillo was not as fast as Yasiel Puig, in his day he had a cannon arm very similar to the young Cuban superstar. (AP Photo)

Although Carl Furillo was not as fast as Yasiel Puig, in his day he had a cannon arm very similar to the young Cuban superstar.
(AP Photo)

Furillo was born on March 8, 1922 in Stony Creek Mills, a suburb of Reading, Pennsylvania. Of Italian descent, he was the son of immigrants Michael and Filomena Furillo. He didn’t attend high school dropping out of school after completing the eighth grade, a decision he apparently regretted as he began his baseball career. However, life was not easy for his family, a closely knit family, and he worked at various jobs such as picking apples and working in a woolen mill. At the same time he did what he loved doing the most, playing baseball. 

His mother died when Carl was only 18 and he then began his career as a baseball player. In 1940 he played with the Class D Pocomoke City Chicks in the Eastern Shore League. He played center field and also pitched. His pitching career came to an abrupt end because of control problems and perhaps the danger to opposing hitters not wearing batting helmets. With a .319 batting average it became evident his future was as an out fielder. He also played eight games for the unaffiliated Reading Brooks of the Class B Interstate League. The Dodgers apparently were impressed with Furillo as following the season they purchased the entire Reading team plus two sets of uniforms.

Carl Furillo’s climb to major league baseball was on a fast track. In 1941 he again played with the Reading Brooks hitting .313 as a 19 year old. In 125 games he displayed his outfield arm by recording 25 assists. In 1942 he was called up to the Montreal Royals, the Dodgers farm club in the International League. The Royals were not classified as AAA until 1946 so technically he was not playing at a Triple A level but nevertheless as the second youngest player on the team he hit .281.

Like many baseball players of his era, Furillo answered the call and spent the next three years, 1943-45, in the army. He saw active duty in the Pacific Theater where he was wounded and received three battle stars. His war service gave the Dodgers an early glimpse that Furillo seemed to be uncomfortable in social situations and perhaps almost a lone wolf. Peter Golenbock in his book “Bums” writes that Carl Furillo turned down a Purple Heart medal for his wounds, saying that he hadn’t been sufficiently valiant. 

Furillo made his debut with the Dodgers on April 16, 1946. The 24-year-old started in center field and went 2-4 in his first game as a major league player. On the season he hit .284. He struck out 20 times and walked 31 times beginning a pattern that lasted throughout his career. In his 15 seasons at the major league level he struck out 436 times and walked 514 times. The most strikeouts he recorded in a season was 43 in 1955. 

Furillo played on seven Dodger pennant-winning teams and on two World Series championship teams – 1955 and 1959. He played for 15 years, all with the Dodgers. His career batting average was .299 with 1910 hits and 1058 runs batted in.

Nicknamed “The Reading Rifle” after his home town of Reading, PA, Furillo came to play. His claim to fame was his incredibly strong throwing arm (hence the ‘Rifle’ part of his nickname). During his career he recorded 151 outfield assists with a high of 24 in 1951 and nine seasons with ten or more assists. He participated in 34 double plays while throwing out seven runners at first base who most likely made a turn too wide. He once fielded a clean line drive hit by pitcher Mel Queen of the Pirates and threw him out at first base in the eighth inning to preserve a no-hitter on which Ralph Branca was working. 

Roger Kahn in “The Boys of Summer” writes that fans came to Ebbets Field early to watch Carl Furillo warm up: “Others came out, thousands of others, long before formal competition started, to watch the warm-up throws. You could hear gasps at Ebbets Field and sometimes, an hour before game time, bursts of applause.” 

Catcher Roy Campanella who had asked Furillo not to skip the ball so close to home plate as he couldn’t handle it described his arm: “He had the best throwing arm of any right fielder I ever played with or against.”

Although he was not part of any of the cliques on the Dodgers, Furillo earned the respect of his teammates who knew how hard he played. He gave his all, all the time. The legendary Vin Scully said of Furillo: “He was basically a no-nonsense, blue-collar player who played hard and played every day. He was very strong and I can’t stress enough how hard he played.” 

Although not very fast, Furillo knew exactly how to play the right field wall at Ebbets Field. Roger Kahn: “That wall, a mystery of dead spots, bounces, angles and planes, was a wonder of baseball before the dream-destroyers wrecked it. Furillo never attended high school. Plane geometry remained a mystery to him. But he knew every angle, every carom. The way Furillo played the wall describes an art form.” He knew if he was to go back for a ball that would drop down or come in on one that would hit the wall and bound back towards the infield. He didn’t rely on speed but on instinct and hard work to conquer the wall. Vin Scully also commented on Furillo’s running speed or lack of it: “I guess you’d call him a cautious base runner,” Scully said. “That’s why his nickname among his teammates was Skoonj, which was short for the Italian word meaning snail.”

Carl Furillo’s most memorable year for me was 1953. I recall it so vividly because Duke Snider was having a monster year, perhaps the best ever by a Dodger, and I was pulling for him to win the National League batting title. However, he didn’t. He finished third with a .336 batting average behind Red Schoendienst of the Cardinals with his .342 batting average and Carl Furillo the 1953 National League batting champion with a batting average of .344. At the beginning of the season who could have guessed or or would have bet Furillo would win a batting championship?

Today the Dodgers have Yasiel Puig in right field. Although Carl Furillo was perhaps as strong as the young right fielder he certainly didn’t have Puig’s speed or his swagger. However, they have something in common besides cannons for right arms. They both love the first pitch in an at bat. Carl Erskine says he was a ”Bible hitter.” First pitch, anywhere, in the dirt or at the eyes, Furillo took his mighty swing. Why was he, then, a Bible hitter? Erskine says, ”Thou shalt not pass.”

Much like Puig, Furillo was a notorious first-ball swinger. (Photo credit - Ron Cervenka)

Much like Yasiel Puig, Carl Furillo was a notorious first-pitch swinger.
(Photo credit – Ron Cervenka)

Carl Furillo is almost an unknown Dodger. However, as quiet as he was, he made his mark on the Dodgers and on baseball. Unfortunately his career did not have a happy ending and might be noted as a dark day in Dodger history. On May 12 in the 1960 baseball season, suffering from persistent pain in his legs, the Dodgers released him unconditionally. By the time he was released he had received only $12,000 of his $33,000 contract for the season. He sued the Dodgers on the grounds that he was released while injured. The suit was settled in May 1961, with Furillo being awarded the $21,000 remaining from his 1960 salary. 

Furillo contacted every major league team, some more than once, but received no job offers as either a coach or scout. He had been black listed by MLB, unofficially of course, because he stood up for what was rightfully his.

After leaving the game Furillo became another part of history – not baseball history but American history. He worked for Otis Elevator Company and helped install the elevators in two of America’s most famous buildings – the north and the south towers of The World Trade Center.

Carl Anthony Furillo died at age 66 on January 21, 1989. 

How should we remember him? Roger Kahn, in his book, “The Boys of Summer,” provides a perfect epitaph. Kahn wrote: “I cannot imagine Carl Furillo in his prime as anything other than a ballplayer. Right field in Brooklyn was his destiny.”

 

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20 Responses to “Carl Furillo – The Yasiel Puig of the Brooklyn Dodgers”

  1. Ron Cervenka says:

    Excellent piece, Harold.

    I always felt that Furillo got a raw deal but he kind of screwed himself. It has been documented that had Furillo held off filing his lawsuit against the Dodgers for even one more day, they were going to offer him a job within the organization (to finish out his contract so that he would not lose any money). Obviously this went out the window the instant he brought suit against O’Malley and the Dodgers. It also (as you noted) blackballed him from baseball.

    Regardless, he was an outstanding outfielder and a key to the Dodgers success in the late ’50s and early ’60s.

    BTW – I was impressed when I learned that Furillo was involved in the building of the World Trade Center.

    • Bluenose Dodger says:

      The Dodgers did announce that Carl had been hired to be an instructor at the Dodgertown Summer Camp in Vero Beach. However, Carl continued the suit.

      He had a running battle with Leo Durocher and once got into a scuffle with Leo putting him in a Nolan Ryan kind of headlock when Durocher was with the Giants. Roger Kahn’s book “The Era” says that Durocher’s bald head “turned pink, then red, then purple.”

  2. Truebluewill says:

    Harold, great article about one of the truly great Brooklyn Dodgers.

  3. OldBrooklynFan says:

    Ah yes, Carl Furillo. When we were kids, in my neighborhood, each one of us had a favorite player, mine was Carl Furillo. Actually Carl was pretty popular in my Italian area and some people would put him in the same light as Joe DiMaggio. As nutty as that sounds “Skoonj” was that popular. I’ll never forget the fight he had with Leo Durocher when Leo was managing the Giants in 1953 and during the scramble of Dodger and Giants players somebody stepped on Carl’s hands and finished him for the regular season but all ended well as he won the batting crown and returned for the World Series.
    I was working near the WTC when Furillo was working there and a big crowd formed by a chicken wired fence just to look at him work.
    Although Furillo wasn’t a HOF caliber player I’ll never forget him.
    A very well written article Harold, I really enjoyed reading it.

    • Bluenose Dodger says:

      One story suggested Durocher bent Carl’s finger back and broke it but all others suggest his hand hand was stepped on.

      Glad you enjoyed it OBF.

  4. MFGRREP says:

    Thank you Harold for educating this California born Dodger fan on one of the greatest players to have ever worn a Dodger uniform. The game has changed over the years but it’s stories like this that will forever make the game of baseball the great American Pastime !!

  5. lindav says:

    Superior article, Harold. I’m 2-3 weeks behind in my TBLA readings (moving, company, etc) so am slowly enjoying the blogs. Learned a lot – especially about how his career ended. My mom absolutely loved him.

  6. Bluenose Dodger says:

    Great picture of Carl. That’s how a ball p[layer should look, in my opinion. That is, like a ball player.

  7. PA2LA says:

    Great Article. Carl was my great uncle. Thanks for keeping his legend alive.

    • Logan Reichart says:

      In regards to your post I would like to know the relationship you have and in that case how we are related. Please reply back ,as I would love to hear more of my family’s history. Thanks again
      Logan Reichart

  8. Logan Reichart says:

    This is a great article, I enjoy reading anything furillo related because he is my uncle, marrying my aunt Fern. My family are huge fans of the Brooklyn Dodgers and now the LA Dodgers. I just started a huge back tattoo which includes a picture of Ebbits Field, the scoreboard which he played off of so well, and the iconic phrase (its time for Dodger baseball), with a portrait of my uncle Carl Furillo. Thanks again for the awesome article

    • Ron Cervenka says:

      Thanks for dropping in with us, Logan.

      Unfortunately, that 6-12-14 reply by PA2LA was his one and only post with us, so not sure that he will see your post.

      That being said, if you do happen to connect with him/her, please let me know. This would make a GREAT story about kin of one a great former Dodger.

      Also unfortunately, Harold Uhlman no longer writes for us, nor does he post anything on the site. Just FYI.

  9. David Parsons says:

    Great article on Carl Furillo! I am from a small town New Castle, PA. I always wondered why the Dodgers so abruptly released Carl. He was a true War Hero for our/his country. Great side note on his work on the Twin Towers.
    Sincerely,
    David Parsons

  10. Frank pionegro says:

    As a young man growing up in bklyn Carl furillo would visit my uncle Tex’s pizzeria. On Atlantic Avenue n I got to meet him He was my idol My uncle gave us tickets to go to ebbetts field n we would sit by right field n get there early n watch Carl practice throwing the ball against the wall to c where it would go. I got to meet his two boys n they were wild but good kids. His sister in law loved Eddie Mathews n every time thd braves played he would get her tickets near third base. A friend of mine Skitched a picture of ebbetts field n I had him sign over right field. He was just a nice guy n recently just found out his mom was from Benevento Italy same place my grandmother came from. Will never forget those days in ebbetts field just watching him handle right field he was the best n played with all hi heart

  11. John Baker says:

    Furillo was a way better player than Puig ever was . Puig did himself In as a MLB player he wouldn’t listen or take the help that was offered. Carl was just plain wronged ..Carl played almost 15 years of stellar baseball . Had he been allowed to play a couple more seasons , he would clearly have a case for the HOF

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