Southeastern Massachusetts University - Scrimshaw Yearbook (North Dartmouth, MA)

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Joseph N. Scionti Cpronounced shawn-teej is the Chairman of the SMU History department. The more literal-minded among you might derive some satisfaction from this dedication of a 'Bicentennial' yearbook to an historian. That actually had nothing to do with the decision, but far be it from us to destroy an illusion. tActually, we liked his limericksj Scionti is a warm, engaging, intelligent man who knows his stuff and communicates it effectively to his students. He spices his lectures with such commentary as How to get a good seat in a restaurant, The importance of learning Italian, How to meet members of the opposite sex, and visual sight gags. When the mood strikes him, he brings forth serious poetry from what seems a formidable stock he has committed to memory. tThe women, it seems, especially enjoy this. He could be perhaps considered a 'male-liberated' romantic. The womenls basketball team made him their mascotj His wide and varied interests and knowledge certainly qualify him as a modern Renaissance man of sorts. A Scionti class begins with a pronouncement of the current fates of the Boston Red Sox andlor Celtics, whichever happen to be playing at the time. One such, after the memorable sixth game between the Red Sox and the Reds Went as follows: I hope there's nobody in the room who was unfortunate enough not to see that game last night, because that was a classic ifl ever saw one. It was one of the best World Series games-or games ofany kind-I've ever seen in my life...and I've seen a lot of baseball. When you get to the eighth inning, and it's six to three like that, you just don't believe in miracles any more. The guy fDon Gullet-ed.l had complete control of the situation, Dwight--who he had just struck out--Evans, who had been hitting well in this series, he got Burleson on a short fly or something...I've forgotten already. And here comes Carbo, he's got two strikes on him, he fouls offa pitch--he got it by about an eighth of an inch-that pitch on the inside, and that previous pitch--he just barely got a piece of that-- and you've got the back view from behind the umpire, so it 's hard to tell exactly what the last pitch was, it looked like a straight fast ball, maybe a little under the waist, and towards the outside part of the plate possibly, I dunno, but he really slugged it. You could see that bat hit the ball, and it really came off there hard, and watch out to center field and there it is, a tie ball game. Itls like you read in fiction, right?You don't expect it. And then, in the ninth inning, when they had the bases loaded, nobody out, and here comes that short fly to left. Now, most of the time, I agree with Zimmer, the thing to do on that is take the risk most of the time, because it is a difficult throw. But, with nobody out in that situation, and a fly as short as that one, I think it was a mistake. He would probably acknowledge it himself afterwards. Another ten feet back, maybe. But with nobody out and Petrocelli on deck, a guy who usually gets enough wood on the ball to hit it someplace you want him to have a chance to get to bat. I was calm, I took it very calmly--I ate a little of my carpet, right in front of the telly, but it's all rightmchewed it a little, but my wife doesn't mind, the carpet's all torn up there anyway...and then, after the homer in the twelfth inning, I was doing the same thing Fisk was, except you know the old umpiring instinct took over...I'm down in front of the television like this fassumes an umpire-assessing-home-run stance-ed.l and Fisk--did you see the picture of him afterwards?Here he is, standing at home plate, doing this, you know, trying to get the English on the ball, to get it over there. He wasn't moving 'cause he knew he didn 't have to run, it was either going to be a foul ball or a home run. So he stood there and watched--waved at it, y'know. It hit the foul pole, inside. It was a sensational game.