Bob Boyd: Houston’s Jackie Robinson.

BoydBob2625.72_HS_NBL When Cecil Cooper was named manager of the Houston Astros in late 2007, the fact that he’s black was not covered by the current media as even an interesting footnote to the fact that it then had been a little more than fifty-three years since Houston saw it’s first black baseball player take the field to play for a racially integrated Houston sports team. – Think about it. From the time Houston “welcomed” it’s first black baseball player to the time it saw its first black manager in baseball, fifty-three years and three months had passed.

Thursday, May 27, 1954 shall forever remain a special date in my personal memories of the Houston Buffs. That was the date that Bob “The Rope” Boyd made his debut as a first baseman for the Houston Buffs in old Buff Stadium. (They called it Busch Stadium by then, but I stood among those who never bought into the name change when August Busch bought the St. Louis Cardinals and all their organizational holdings, including the Houston Buffs and the ballpark, a year earlier in 1953.)

Buffs General Manager Art Routzong had purchased the contract of Boyd from the Chicago White Sox about a week earlier than his debut in an effort to help the club make their eventually successful run at the 1954 Texas League championship. That was quite a club, one that also featured a rising future Cardinal star at third base named Ken Boyer.

Bob Boyd would prove to be the hitting and defensive specialist that the club needed to anchor the right side of the Buffs infield as strongly as young Boyer held down the left side. Boyd hit .321 for the ’54 season and he followed that production with the ’55 Buffs by posting a .309 mark.

It all started on a night of great change in the face of Houston sports.

I was drawn to the ballpark that 1954 twilight eve as a 16-year old kid who wanted to see Bob Boyd break the color line and, hopefully, have a good first night for the Houston Buffs. TheBob Boyd 003 fact that I had just started to drive by that time and needed a good excuse to borrow the family car also factored into the equation. When I borrowed the car, I told my dad why I needed to be there at the ballpark that night. I wanted to see Bob Boyd play for the Buffs as the man who broke the color line in Houston.

Although I had grown up in segregated Houston, I was blessed with parents who taught love and acceptance over hate, even though they also had been raised with that blind acceptance of segregation as the way of life. Whatever it was, my parents held beliefs that left the door open for me to actively question the unfairness of segregation and to also embrace Jackie Robinson as a hero when he broke the big league color line in 1947.

No one in the family or the neighborhood wanted to go with me that night, so I went alone. I also bought a good ticket on the first base side with a little money I had earned that week from my after-school job at the A&P grocery store. I also had to buy a dollar’s worth of gas as my rental on the use of dad’s car.

There were only about 5,000 fans at the game that night and almost half of them were the blacks who were then still forced to sit separately in the “colored section” bleachers down the right field line.

The atmosphere was contrasting and electric. The so-called “colored section” fans were rocking from the earliest moment that Bob Boyd first appeared on the field in his glaringly white and clean home Houston Buffs uniform to take infield with the club. While we felt the rumble of all the foot stomping that was going on in the “colored section,” only a few of us white fans stood to show our support with the understated and reserved applause that we white people always do best at times when more raw-boned enthusiasm would have been better.

“Enthusiasm” evened into a loud foot-stomping roar from all parts of Buff Stadium when Bob Boyd finally came to bat in the second inning for his first trip to the plate as a Houston Buff and promptly laced a rope-lined triple off the right field wall. Even those whites who had been sitting on their wary haunches prior to the game rose to cheer for Bob Boyd and his first contributions to a Buffs victory, and, whether they realized it or not, to cheer for another hole in the overt face of segregation in Houston.

Here’s a taste of how iconic sports writer Clark Nealon covered it the next morning in the Houston Post:

“Bob Boyd Sparkles in Debut As Buffs Wallop Sports, 11-4”

by Clark Nealon, Post Sports Editor

“Bob Boyd, the first Negro in the history of the Houston club, made an impressive debut Thursday night.

“The former Chicago White Sox player banged a triple and a double and drove home two runs as the Buffs pounded the Shreveport Sports, 11-4, and Willard Schmidt recorded his sixth victory without a defeat.

“Before one of the largest gatherings of the year – 5.006 paid including 2,297 Negroes – the Buffs started like they were going to fall flat on their faces again, got back in the ball game on bases on balls, then sprinted away with some solid hitting that featured Dick Rand, Kenny Boyer, and Boyd.

“Rand singled home the two go ahead runs in the first, added another later. Boyer tripled with the bases load for three runs batted in and Boyd tripled in a run in the second and doubled in another to start a five-run outburst in the fourth that settled the issue. …

” … Boyd was the center of attention Thursday night, got the wild acclaim of Negro fans, and the plaudits of all for his two safeties and blazing speed on the bases.”

Yes Sir! Yes Maam! May 27, 1954 was a big day in Houston baseball, Houston sports in general, and a moment of positive change in local cultural history. So was Tuesday, August 28,Bob Boyd 002 2007, the day that Cecil Cooper made his debut as a manager for the Houston Astros, a day for change, but it had nothing to do with race. Cecil just didn’t get here quite as loudly and, for reasons that have nothing to do with race, he also may leave soon, just as quietly, but maybe not. Maybe the Astros won’t unload all of the 2009 Astros’ failures on the back of their skipper.

In Houston baseball and general sports history, there was only one Bob Boyd. By the time professional football and basketball arrived here, integration was already a part of the total team package. The job of proving that race should not be a factor never had to ride again on the back of one individual player. Bob Boyd already had unlocked, opened, and oiled that gate for all who have come after him – and he did it all back in 1954.

After the 1955 Buffs season, Boyd’s performance at AA Houston earned him a second shot at the big leagues with the Baltimore Orioles. Bob had made a promising start with the Chicago White Sox (1951, 1953-54), but now. after Houston, the now 29-year old lefthanded first bagger seemed primed for a really fine major league career.

In 1956, it was time for Bob Boyd to shine in the big leagues, indeed!

Bob Boyd roped off full season batting averages of .311, .318, and .309 in his first three Oriole seasons (1956-58). His 1959 full season average dropped to .265, but he bounced back in 1960 to hit .317 in 71 games for Baltimore. Boyd played one more limited time season in 1961 for Kansas City and Milwaukee, completing his 693-game big league career with a total batting average of .293 with 19 home runs over nine seasons. Bob Boyd played three more seasons in the minors after 1961 (1962-64) and then retired completely as an active player. Interestingly too, most of Boyd’s last three  years were spent in the minor league farm system of the then baby new National League Houston Colt .45s at San Antonio and Oklahoma City.

Bob Boyd 001 Following his far better than average baseball career, Bob Boyd returned to his home in Wichita, Kansas, where he worked without complaint as a bus driver until he reached retirement age. Bob died in Wichita at age 84 on September 27, 2004. Today, the man who started his career with the Memphis Red Sox (1947-49) of the Negro Leagues is honored as a member of the Negro League Hall of Fame and also the National Baseball Congress Hall of Fame. Hopefully, we shall always continue to remember and honor Bob Boyd and all others who took the first step toward changing things that needed to change. Bob Boyd did his job with grace, dignity, and tremendously unignorable ability.

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4 Responses to “Bob Boyd: Houston’s Jackie Robinson.”

  1. anthony cavender Says:

    Bill: Wonderful article. Bob Boyd’s Houston debut took place within only a few days of the Supreme Court’s decision in Brown v. Board of Education. He had some very fine years in the PCL before he joined Houston; I wonder why he was unable to stick with the White Sox? He was a great player who played well into his 40’s, and it’s a shame he didn’t have a chance to play full time in the Majors until he was well into his 30’s.

  2. wade Says:

    really first rate job ! I never realized that the Buffs kept statistics on “Colored Attendance” Love to know what % each season that was.

  3. Kenton Lewis Says:

    I’ve found your blog well written and interesting. Do you know who was the GM for Houston in ’56?
    http://www.jitterygt@wordpress.com

  4. Kevin McCann Says:

    Hi Bill,

    I know this is off-topic, but I couldn’t find your email address on your blog. I had written to you a few years ago about a photo on your blog of Ken Boyer with the Buffs in 1954. I’m researching Boyer’s life and career for a book, and I came across this post about Bob Boyd and the 1954 team. I’d be very interested in getting in touch with you about your memories of this team and Boyer in particular. Thank you!

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