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Cubs Edge Phils 3-1 Schmidt Draws Cheers July 02, 1985|by TED MEIXELL, The Morning Call trotted to his position at first base wearing a long brown wig and dark sunglasses. But, had he somehow contrived to smash a three-run home run with two outs and two on in the bottom of a high theater ninth inning to beat Lee Smith and the Cubs, he'd have made a whole stadium full of buddies - 23,091, to be exact. Alas, what came to pass wasmore like a rerun of "Casey at the Bat." Yes, Mighty Schmitty struck out. And the Mudville Nine . . . er, Phillies . . . lost, 3-1. Frankly, the whole thing came down to a conclusion that made one seem it had to be written in advance. The only hitch was, the uncooperative Mr. Smith, apparently figuring his 17th save was more important than going along with the program, ad libbed an unwanted ending. By now, of course, Schmidt's two-month old negative remarks about Phillie fans to a Montreal reporter have been more than adequately chronicled. Frankly, they've been overkilled. The classic example of making mountains out of molehills. Nevertheless, Schmidt knew darn well the crowd would herald his return from the Northland with something other than cordiality. So he used his "disguise" to try and defuse the situation. The crowd's ugly mood was quickly confirmed, before Schmidt even left the dugout: when public address announcer Dan Baker called Schmidt's name while reading off the Phils' lineup, a loud chorus of Philadelphia's favorite noise greeted it. One of Baker's 1985 innovations is to call out the Phils' names as they emerge from the dugout, position-by-position, and trot onto the field. What followed was comical: as Schmidt's name was called, the boos began once again. But as the crowd, almost as one, saw Schmidt's impromptu costume, the boos instantly turned to cheers. Incredibly, it swelled to almost a standing ovation. "No, I didn't mind that at all," manager John Felske said. "That was before the game started; once the game started it was all business. Hey, I think Schmitty had to do something to take the pressure off. He knew the fans would be mad, he figured he had to do something, and I think it worked." Indeed. While he wasn't cheeredwhen he struck out in the bottom of the first with Rick Schu at second base, he wasn't booed with much gusto, either. He was cheered lovingly when he singled in the third, when he lined sharply to center in the fifth and again when he singled to deep third to load the bases in the seventh. And then came the high camp ninth inning. Thanks to a couple of unearned runs (Schu hit Billy Hatcher in the shoe with his throw to the plate in the first, and Schmidt's throwing error set up a sacrifice fly by Ryne Sandberg in the ninth) and Steve Lake's inartistic but successful suicide squeeze bunt in the sixth, the Cubs