Arizona republican., 1911-08-06
FOROS

Today is the day. This may mean nothing whatever to some benighted, sad-eyed individuals who never knew the joy of roofing in d grand stand during the space of time required to play an A number one ball game. but it means glee- -orious things to six or eight hundred Phoenicians and TucsOnians, who would rather see a ball game than a dam dedication. or a first night presentation of the Col lege Widow.
 Tucson will be a vacant, deserted village today, or at least deserted by the robust Brannans. who are com ing to Phoenix to take another fall out of the Fords on the ball grounds at East Lake park The game is a come back, sequel. successor. chaser. follower-up of the great game played in Tucson last month when the Fords ran their regulations through a sausage cutter. and left their old time prestige a bleeding broken hearted wreck on the grounds of Elysian park. About the name of that park, Elysian there is some thing to be said, for the Brannans try to make it as little like Elysian as possible for visiting teams. Not that they treat their guests dis cOurteously-far be such swinish con duct from any Tucsonian. or from any self-respecting Brannonian-but in Elysian people are supposed to have things their own way. and if any outsider ever had his own way i.. markings on a score card, the Bran mans don't know it.
 After the game in Tucson, the FOrds, in order to bandage up their wounded pride. extended the Bran mans an invitation to come to PhOe- nix when they hoped to return the compliment, and reverse proceedings. They stepped softly and bowed ther head under the weight of the re- breaches of their Phoenix admirers when they left the train after the return from Tucson. Did the In- dustriaI Liberty band play on the way home? No. The soul of har- mony had been squeegeed out of them by a lemon porous plaster and they groaned deep groans of char grin and sorrow.
 Did Christopher White, the man. ager of the team come to the re- porters to give them a detailed ac- count of the game? No. The re- porters had to go over the city with a fine tooth comb to find him. and all he had to say when he was To- cated was-that there was going to t.1a in phnAniN on Sunday afternoon, the sixth day of August, anno domini nineteen hundred and eleven. and he promised to practice up in the meantime, and make a better showing if it per petually flabbergasted the playing abilities of every man on his nine.
 Well. the time for the Brannans to arrive will soon tick off on the city clock. and the rival teams will have another go of it. The Tue sonites are coming en masse, with band. and a crowd of their local en- thusiasts and rooters to fill the beachers and grandstand at East Lake They will fill seven whole cars. and they aren't coming with their flag furled either. Already the waiting ear distinguishes dull rumb- ling in the south, a sound similar to that of a stage mob when it howls about the gates crying in awful ac- cents, Let us at them. Give them up to us. We insist upon being per mitted to take a hand in the pro- ceedings. We will do the heavies like Edwin Booth-Or Hans Wagner-it matters not which"
 In the meantime the betting runs