San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1897-05-12

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At Houston-No game; wet grounds.
| Two games today.
There is only one team
In this league for me;
Only one team
That plays way up in G.
IT'S not so very pretty,
But is one-two- three;
There's only one team
That is of high degree.
Now, that's bad poetry, but there's
worse.
We are not going to take chances,
however, on the Lights improved limo
type, and will therefore only spring it
in small chunks.
It's enough to knock any sane mortal
into a joyful poetic trance. Will you
only stop to bethink thyself of the
fact that the Bronchos are playing
ball? Playing ball; are they? Not at
all like it! That's like putting a two
column letter of a Greek war cores
pendent in three phat lines. If O'Con-
nors father only knew what his son,
Michael is doing in Texas, he would
take him behind the lemonade stand
and whisper, Mike, my boy, you're
in the game" If a rOOter would
try to tell Mike this, he would only
me; a jOlly?"
But Mike, you are in the game, and
best of all the boys are right with you
The San Antonio rooters who have
patiently waited these many years for
an opportunity to cheer a .eal cham
pionship team of ball players, can now
go out to San Pedro park and witness
set of hardy athletes, proudly wear
ing the name of San Antonio" on
their shirt fronts. without the least
bit of fear of embarrassment. We eX-
pect to see our cOlOrs trailing in the
dust of defeat just as before, but we
can rest assured that the boys are in
the game.
No less a parsonage that the only
Napoleon John Jacob McCloskey, the
organizer of the Texas Baseball league
ten years ago, is now in our midst
with the defending warriors of the
Dallasites. They arrived yesterday
morning to engage in a three-days'
| conflict with the Bronchos of Tamale
Town and hostilities were begun yes
| terday afternoon About half a thou
sand Onlookers turned out to see the
| Bronchorian herd take their eighth
| consecutive victory. An historical cpl
sode of the event is that it was
McCloskey's first defeat on a San An
| tonic diamond. But he took it philo-
| sophically. Hard luck will come to
the best OF u.s." are his words. Now
we're up; now we're down. It's the
same throughout life, anyway you take
it, and baseball is the best illustration
of the uncertainties of our earthly ca
| reer. But We'll try to- do better next
time"
And Dallas is having a streak OF
| hard luck But we've got troubles OF
our own and don't want to borrow.
When McCloskey saw those sprightly
little boys he looked and wondered
He didn't realize that he was in Sar
Antonio. Before the game, he took de.
light in hitting 'em down to our boys
on dress parade, more commonly
known as preliminary practice. HI
drove them down fast and then slow
but no matter which way he sent then
the boys scooped them up with east
and threw as straight as a shot. THE!
are wonders" the Texas Napoleon wa!
heard to mutter to Tub Welch as h,
went to the bench.
fact that must not be overlooked
is that Red Herbert pitched yesterday
Red was in project form. He kept hi
head and he saw nothing but tn
home plate. Every man that went t
the bat had to hit the ball with thre
exceptions, and they didn't get far
Several times Dallas had men on tn
bases when hit would have scored
but the hits were scattered, as onl
} four were made, and Blackburn go
: two of those, one of which cost hir
S25 for hitting it out when McCloske
ordered him to sacrifice. During tn
whole afternoon not a Dallas man GO
as near as fifty feet to the home plat
E after reaching first
!. The Bronchos won the game b
clean, timely hitting. Bailey, Kna
and Kohnle came in for home rum
and Kohnle and Herbert each got
double. OF our nine runs, eight weT
S earned, which is sufficient evidence {
s the way the boys placed their eleve
:, hits. Eight earned runs out of eleve
l, hits; that's a record that will not /
n beaten by any team this season.
n Bill Kohnle batted 1000 per cen
yesterday. Out Of five times up he 81