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<text id=94TT1061>
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Aug. 15, 1994: Books:Now Batting for the OSS...
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<history>
TIME--The Weekly Newsmagazine--1994
Aug. 15, 1994 Infidelity--It may be in our genes
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<source>Time Magazine</source>
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ARTS & MEDIA/BOOKS, Page 59
Now Batting for the OSS...
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<p> A biography traces the life of Moe Berg, major leaguer and spy
</p>
<p>By R.Z. Sheppard
</p>
<p> As a baseball player, Moe Berg belonged in the sock drawer of
fame. He began his professional career in 1923 as the third
baseman for the Brooklyn Robins and ended it 17 years later
as the third-string catcher for the Boston Red Sox. He spent
most of his playing days schmoozing and reading in dugouts and
bullpens. His lifetime batting average was .243, he had only
six home runs, and he was error-prone. If Berg ever stole a
base, his latest biography, The Catcher Was a Spy (Pantheon;
453 pages; $24), does not mention it.
</p>
<p> What the spirited and diligent writer Nicholas Dawidoff does
document, with fresh research, some 200 interviews and unqualified
affection, is that the oddball legend of Moe Berg is based mainly
on his refusal to take full cuts at his many opportunities.
He was a Princeton honors graduate who would have had a longer
and more successful career in the classroom than on the diamond;
a lawyer trained at Columbia who never established a practice;
a linguist with a reluctance to converse in any of the dozen
languages he had studied; and a darkly handsome ladies' man
who was nevertheless something of a prude.
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<p> On a slow day sportswriters could depend on the polymath Berg
to fill a column. "More profiles of Berg were published than
any other journeyman ballplayer in history," writes Dawidoff.
But he will be best remembered as the spy who took rain checks.
An OSS operative during World War II, Berg traveled widely,
lived well and managed to be where trouble wasn't. In 1944 he
was at a conference in peaceful Switzerland to hear a lecture
by Werner Heisenberg, the Nobel prizewinning physicist who headed
Hitler's atom-bomb project. Berg's orders were to shoot the
scientist if it became apparent that the Nazis were close to
producing a nuclear weapon. Berg did not know enough physics
or German to be sure whether or not he should shoot, and he
didn't. The genius who formulated the uncertainty principle
proved to be an incompetent administrator, so his continued
service to the Reich probably benefited the Allies.
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<p> After the war, Berg, a charming, literate and steadfastly unemployed
semi-celebrity, parlayed his baseball and espionage experiences
into 25 years of free room and board. Until his death in 1972
at the age of 70, he lived at his sister's house in Newark,
New Jersey. From there he played the circuit of hospitable friends.
His routine was to call up to say he happened to be in town
and then wait for the inevitable invitation.
</p>
<p> Once lodged, he could be difficult to remove. Joe DiMaggio offered
a night's stay at his Manhattan hotel suite, and Berg remained
for six weeks. He traveled light: a toothbrush, a razor and
a book, sometimes in Sanskrit. His road uniform was a dark wash-and-wear
suit and a white nylon shirt that he would rinse out and hang
up to dry before bedtime. In the morning, one host recalled,
Moe would show up for breakfast fully dressed though a bit damp.
</p>
<p> Nearly all Dawidoff's sources agree that Berg was good company
and an intriguing storyteller. He had been tangential to big
events. He could talk politics, philosophy and sports. Babe
Ruth was a pal, as were Nelson Rockefeller and Chico Marx. Eventually
the reader comes to see Berg as a one-man March of Time.
</p>
<p> But blending himself into history and folklore may have been
a strategy to deflect intimacy and embarrassing inquiry. Dawidoff
suggests this view, with speculation that Berg had trouble living
up to his billing as athlete-scholar-spy and actually felt unworthy.
Just as likely, he feared the dull prospect of settling down
after baseball and a good war and so decided to schedule the
rest of his life as a series of away games.
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