The Browns' owner, Bill Veeck, was always looking for ways to draw a crowd, something that was usually difficult for the Browns. He decided to liven things up for this doubleheader, promising his most fantastic stunt yet. It worked, as 18,000 fans showed up, far more than usually went to Sportsman's Park to see the Browns.
Between games of the doubleheader, the stunt began, as a papier-mache cake was rolled out onto the field. A midget jumped out of the cake, wearing a banner celebrating the American League's 50th anniversary. He was also wearing a Browns jersey, with the number 1/8. Everybody got a laugh, then got ready for the second game.
Many fans seemed disappointed. As far as Veeck promotions went, that was very tame. He had done far more scandelous things during his time as owner, and so the midget jumping out of a cake seemed kind of cheap.
Then Eddie Gaedel came to bat.
In the bottom of the first, Browns manager Zack Taylor announced a pinch-hitter for his leadoff hitter. Grabbing a toy bat, and still wearing the number 1/8 jersey he had worn when jumping

The protest failing, the game continued. Detroit pitcher Bob Cain started laughing at the thought of having to pitch to Gaedel, whose 3-foot-7 frame made for a strike zone barely bigger than the baseball. Cain genuinely tried to pitch strikes on his first two pitches, then softly tossed the last two, walking Gaedel on four pitches. Walking to first, Gaedel stopped twice to doff his cap and take a bow, then was removed for a pinch-runner.
The league didn't take too kindly to Veeck's stunt, voiding Gaedel's contract the next day and originally striking him from the record books. Eventually, his name was put back in the books, and it remains, showing his career on-base percentage of 1.000. Gaedel stayed involved with the Browns' promotions department for a few more years, even following Veeck to Chicago and the White Sox. After he died of a heart attack in 1961, the only baseball figure to attend his funeral was Cain, the pitcher who faced him. "I never even met him," Cain said, "but I felt obligated to go."
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