Frostburg mining journal. [volume] (Frostburg, Md.) 1871-1913, 1909-09-04
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LoNACONING VS.. FRosTBURG

There's been lot of smoking over Coney
and its bat,
And how thev didn't hit the ball and other
CUFF like that;
They have made some RHYMES about them
that have sort o swelled their fame,
But what's the use OF cra' king up the NUTS
who lost the game?
We have heard about old Coney and the way
they smashed them out;
We have heard about their posln Just to
draw the blcachers' shout
So when we tackled COneyS team you may
be sure we tried
To put a dent in Conveys fame and puncture
Coney's pride.
The bands were playing somewhere, but
twas not in old Concv town;
They serenaded Flnn-he's the man that
put them down -
And so skddOO for COney 5 tame-thelr
numbers 23-
1t was Finn who was the hcrO-pitcher-
"Huck' Finn, don't you see?
at is all over even the shoutlng the
purse is ours. To "Huck Finn, who
did the twirling, and did 1t as well as
any man on earth could. and his running
mate-the "wee" Willie Carroll, we ex-
tend the glad hand of congratulation.
ITO the other boys OF the team-Capt.
Gunnett, Brophy, Cooper, Jenkins, Salb,
Walter, Hines, Rogers, Hoban and
Spates, we take off our hat and say they
did themselves proud at every stage.
Besides, and better-they were gentle
men all the time and demonstrated that
it doesn't follow because man plays
ball he is a rowdy.
The fourth game of the series that
was to have been played last Saturday
in LonaCOnlng was postponed on account
of rain, Frank Doolin, Homecoming man
ager, deciding the grounds too wet.
$50 Tuesday afternoon, 3lSt ult., a
great crowd gathered on the Athletic
Park grounds to see the game. They
came from every town. village and ham
let along the Creek, and many from
Cumbel land, Mt. Savage, Piedmont and
Keyser The ladies, too-hless their
hearts were there, shouted themselves
hoarse and clapped their hands till sore
for their favorites. 1t was an enthusiasts
tic old-time Frostburg- Coney contest
one which put many old patrons in mind
of days gone by, when jock Douglas,
Schuyler Thompson, Mcbride, and other
game celebrities were fighting for town
honors. The game was Just the kind
every fan and rooter likes-so close that
a little luck on one side or misfortune on
the other might affect the result, and
everyone shouting her or his encourage
ment. Of course, this condition was
taken advantage of by number of men
and boys who have the rowdy spirit
so strong in their organic make up that
it could not be suppressed. SO they did
every mean trick conceivable to interfere
and, if possible, have US lose the game.
But to our boys gentlemanly credit be
it said-they were there for one purpose
to win that game honestly and fairly,
and they did it without retaliation of
any kind or degree
Finn, on the rubber for Frostburg,
pitched the game of his life, and Carroll
was equally effective behind the bat,
though surrounded by bowling hoodlums
Every man did his full duty. Jim
Jenkins, on first base, had particularly
hard row to hoe. Gunnett, on second,
was there every minute of the game.
and the boys in the out-feld got every
thing that human hands could reach.
"At the bat Salb and Jenkins We're
the men with the big stick" for our
side and hit the ball hard and often.
"Scorp nv INNINGS.