Omaha daily bee., 1889-06-18
Omnba 3. minneapolis 2.


The errorless game Omaha played Sunday,
together with its consequential victory, was
the probable cause of another large turn out
yesterday.
In fact, 1t was the biggest Monday crowd
seen upon the grounds this year, and the
smile that wreathed President McCormicks
face as he leaned back in the directors box
and watched the progress Of the fray, was as
broad as the side of the new Bee building.
And again the White Sox played without
the shadow of an error.
Great work that, isn't 1t,
It was u lively, rattling game from start to
fnish, characterized by some lively hitting,
some great head work and par-excelicnt field
ing, and, best of all, Omaha yanked in
another scalp,
Sox, and that fact materially helped them on
to victory. just when Minneapolis needed u
hit, nice little liner-say, out over short
or past Andrews-Dad put on that stop-the-
motor smile of his, gave the bal, a peculiarly
tantalizing twist and 10! Minneapolis
tumbled every time.
1t was tough luck on Mortons lambs, but
better they should have it than the placid
Selees.
succession for three innings, and Mickey
Morrison looked as If he meant to give them
the razzle-dazzle on to the end.
In their half of the third the visitors made
their first, last and only score.
Turner lead off with a three-bagger way
out past Jalxey Strauss, and ran home with
an earned tally ON Morrisons safe drive.
Then Dugdale smashed out a single, and the
crowd feared that they were onto Daddy for
keeps.
But he fooled them.
He took out bag full Of new slants, and
when MortOn's pets began to get too hossy
he sprung them, Minnehan and Miller strik-
ing out, and West going out from Grover to
Andrews.
That was clever twirling.
The White SoX evened up in the next
Cooney scampered like rabbit round to
second on Fosters muff; went to secoud on
Cleveland's sacrifice and crossed the plate.
on Strauss long fly to Tanner.
The fourth was unproductive, although
Andrews did line ont an elegant three bag
ger; he was caught mapping, and the golden
opportunity slipped away.
But it made little difference, for he dis
tinguished himself IN the very next inning
by winning the game smashing out one Of
the longest hits ever made on the grounds
a homer, way out over the right field fence
near the carriage gates, and sending in
Crooks, Walsh and Nagle before him.
Oh, my! What din arose at that You
could hardly hear yourself think, and Wally
came waddling in to the bench amidst very
shower of big John dollars, five dollar gold
pieces currency and other choice and rare
bric-a-brac.
But here is the episode in detail:
Cooney, the first batter up. was retired on
b little fungo to first. Grover made q hit,
but Strauss flew out, and another blank
stared US in the face.
But the brawny lad with the Illuminating
Jaw came to the rescue. He made o single,
Cleveland reached third. Then Morrison
gave Walsh his base, and the bags were full
It was breathless moment.
Mickey was nervous, hot, mad, ratified.
He gave Magic his base on four more wide
ones, aud Clevland was forced across the
plate.
"Hey! hey! hey!" vociferates the crowd.
Andrews now stepped to the plate. an
after foolipg for several minutes with Nor
r,son's erratic shots, he caught one just
right
The collision cracked like the report of a
musket
Away went the sphere, up, up, up, and out.
out out, while the crowd stood up and yelled
themselves hoarse, for it continued on in its
meteoric flight until the fence had been
passed and it disappeared away off among
the Doric columns of Kountze's addition.
Everybody ran home, and for five minutes
the uproar was deafening.
The exploit netted the big first baseman at
least 'steen dollars.
Doc Worley left for the ball on horseback
Immediately at the close of the game. He's
going to have it stuffed.
This knocked all the vim out OF the Min
fiies, and the balance OF the game was as
tame and gentle as Mary's little lamb.
The White Sox, however, did earn two
more runs in the eighth, on Sir Thomas
Nagle's single, Andrews second three bag
ger, and Daddy Clarkes opportune drive.
And thus the game ended.
The score: