Morning journal and courier., 1891-08-03
NINE TRIUMPHANT.

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Orr,s Aged Veterans No
Match For the Lively Competitors
The Police Routed at Every Point
-Pabor's Picturesque Costume and
Fat Man Streit's Sharp Work on
the Bases Elicit Great Applause
How the Game Was Won and Lost.
The Howard avenue police have always
boosted of their prowess in base ball, but
they were as infants before the COURIER
team last Saturday. Their once proud
reputation was trailed in the dust, as the
representatives of the press took big
lead at the start, and when six hard fought
innings had been contested, proved easy
winners by score Of 8 to 5. It was a
wonderful aggregation that Sergeant Orr
had gathered from all quarters to down
his newspaper opponents. There was the
good sergeant himself in shirt, ancient
o7eralls and broad white hat, making wild
swipes at the pitchers deceptive curves, or
in right field engaged in feeble efforts to
throw in the ball to the home plate.
There was Officer STREET., whose expansive
form cast such deep shadow over the
him to base on balls. Then there was a
queer, sandy-bearded countryman, who
danced about the region of second base
like an old-timer, and after the first tenn
porary surprise, gobbled up everything
that came his way. The genial Cowles at
short gracefully let the balls slide through
his legs, but proved terror at the bat,
smashing the ball with terrific force on
himself, getting tapped by wild throw
from the pitchers hand. Young Multi
gan, whose police record is as extended as
any of the officers, held down the third
bag in beautiful style and proved a tower
of strength to the inexperienced guardians
Of the law. Space forbids to speak of all
the other talent arrayed on the side of the
police.
In spite of this great aggregation the
printers found small difficulty in winning
In the first inning little Clark was hit by
wild pitch of Lawton's. AS he tried to
steal second Doherty threw high over the
base into center field. The wide-girthed
STREET made feeble attempt throw the
ball to the infeld, but ignominiously
failing, Clark ran home. Jacobs on similar
'syellow" work made the circuit Of the
bases. When their turn came, the police
couldn't hit the willy curves of the re-
doubtable Hauser. All but Doherty. He
looked sure for sure base hit. But no,
Captain Foote is running in from left
field like race horse. He throws for
ward his hands and his body and catches
the fast dropping ball on the ends of his
fingers and closes on it with tight grip.
It was great catch and a feature of the
game.
The next inning saw five runs added to
the CoURIER's score. Lawton was pounded
right and left and his felders seemed IN
able to throw the ball ten yards. The
newspaper men ran around the bases till
they were tired and then got themselves
put out through sheer WEAKNESS. After
that the game lost most of it's interest.
The police picked up a little in the fourth
inning. When Gibson had been retired at
second base and Sergeant Orr had vainly
famed the air at high and low balls alike,
a galaxy of real players came up and
quickly made matters hum. The genial
Cowles deftly turned his body so that the
ball just grazed his clothing. He was chit
by pitcher" and went to first. The ap-
pearance of the rotund STREET. at this crit
ical juncture he was greeted with rounds
of applause. Wisely waiting, he was re
warded by four straying balls. All hands
were now waiting to see him run the
gannut of the bases, but hard hitting and
timely errors enabled the portly policeman
to walk leisurely to the home plate.
The game was called in the sixth inning
to make room for the Mercantile-N. H. A.
G. contest The police got their men on
bases, but the needed hit was not forth
coming and victory perched without a
check on the banners Of the compositors.
A young fellow, Fred Neebe by name, did
the umpiring and there was the usual
amount of '.kicking' on his decisions,
A return game will probably be played
on the West Haven grounds in two weeks.
The score: