The record-union. [volume] (Sacramento, Calif.) 1891-1903, 1899-07-30
IT WAS IWENTY-ONE TO SIX.
AND SACRAMENTO WAS AT
THE LONG END.
Borchers, the Old-Time Sacra-
mento Pitcher, Hammered by
the Home Team.

Inc little strip OF bunting Whlcn rep
resents the baseball championship OF
California, will stay in Sacramento,
where it belongs. The local people have
struck their gait, and there is nothing
on this old coast able to stop them.
San Jose was dead easy. The boast
of heraldry withered when the Garden
ers met the locals. They were not in
it at any stage of the game. The score
looks homely in plain type = looks bad
enough to scare a blizzard away from
a dead cat. But the genuine article,
| taken all at one dose. was not as bad as
it might have been.
Sacramento y. San josef.
| The above figures resemble those sent
in after the Second Street Terriers and
the Twelfth Street Tikes have enjoyed
a contest, but for all that the crowd
which was exceptionally large for d
Saturday game, appeared to enjoy it.
| Chief Borchers surprised himself. In
stead of going into the air in the mid
die of the game, he started early. Nc
| Laughlin, front name Brick picked
up the second of the Chiefs offerings
and dropped it in a safe spot in the
right field, and Harvey followed with a
two Dagger, which scored Mclaughlin
O'Dea fumbled O'Connor's hot drive to
short, and both he and Harvey crossed
the tape on Eagans two base drive to
center field Eagan subsequently scored
| on Stanleys out to left field and Doyles
sacrifice at first via Borchers.
! The Big Chief was ratified and when
in the third inning the locals took five
more runs, he took a back seat and
Huston, the hunky third baseman was
offered up as a sacrifice.
| The reason was plain. Had the San
Jose people put in Andrews, the latter
would hvae been in no condition for
this mornings game. They rightly un.
| derStoOd that it would be impossible to
overcome the lead of the locals, who
were batting like fiends, and they pre-
ferred to let a dead game go by the
| board rather than risk a chance this
morning.
! Mr.. Huston lasted two innings in the
! last of which the home team piled up
| eight runs, four of which were brought
in by Stanley's drive over the left field
fence. A second later Shanahan shot
the sphere over the same knothole and
walked around. and Huston was so dis
gusted with his performance that he
wept great salty tears and retired in
favor of Hanlon, who had been doing
/ an act out at the initial bag. And Han
| Ion did better than either the Chief or
Huston. Seventeen big tallies stared
him in the face when he entered the
box, in the face of which he was fairly
effective, and in the four innings which
followed allowed only four runs
The Sacramento people played ball.
Individual brilliancy took a secondary
position, and the team work was of the
kind seldom ever seen in this city. This
is due in part to the efforts of MAYER
lex" OConnor. who came up from the
wilds of the Brazos as a bit of teach
er. In part it was due to the efforts Of
each individual player. who before the
game spat in his hand and vowed to
scalp the San Jose people down to the
neck. They were properly scalped.
Chief Borchers. in the ninth inning,
just to relieve his feelings, went up
against one of Doyle's curves and spun
it over the fence for home run.
The Sacramentos played good
steady game, and worked together like
the veterans they are. Doyle pitched
| nice ball, and though he was touched
up for ten hits they We're widely scat
tered. On the other hand, the locals
found the visitors for eighteen hits,
nearly all of which were clean drives.
In the fourth inning the visitors made
neat double play on Doyle's smoker to
Huston, who turned Stanley down at
second by swapping the ball to O'Dea,
the latter pumping the shot to Hanlon
at first in time to head off Doyle.
The visitors took one run in the first,
two in the fourth. two in the eighth
and one in the ninth
The annexed problem is presented by
the score keeper who is frank enough
to admit that some of the incidents may
have got lost in the shuttle.