The Washington times., 1911-06-06

Decidedly sOmnOlent was the pass
ing Of the Detroit Tigers. Difficulties
were few for them. Tyrus Raymond
Cobb romped around, gobbling three
| bingles, and keeping B. Groom very,
very nervous while hiking around the
corners, and playing tag with "Gabby"
Street. Finally, when Cobb playfully
cook McBide's little fly in the ninth.
the score was Detroit, 5; Washington, l.
Then we all went home to think it
over. few of US yawned. Some
stretched.
Secret? Well, the same old secret,
the Nationals tender hearts done
them dirt" Looking out upon the hill
they saw Edgar LATTE. lad who for
three long years has been trying his
best to hang on to the Tiger cage, as
a deliverer of mystifying shoots. They
recalled what they did to him in De-
troit, and George Mcbride went over to
the lad and said tearfulIy.
Ed. old shirt, the last time l faced
you l got five hits in five times up.
promise you I shan't get one today"
And he didn't. Few others did, eitLer.
Groom Wasn't So Bad.
Bobby Groom the splinter HEAVIER,
wasn't so bad. He displayed plenty of
brains and some excellent curves-but
few teams can win games with six
hits against a team getting twice as
many. The Nationals just didn't want
to hurt young Lattte's feelings. Sim
pie?
Each outfit copped a run in the first.
Davey Jones walloped the pill to right,
was sacrificed by 'Donie" Bush and
galloped in easily while Milan was field
ing Cobb's safe shoot. II looked so sim
pie that the Nationals did 1t themselves
when they went in to bat.
"Zeb' Milan bounced a bad one at
Bush and beat the throw easily. La
fitte tried to nail him off the bag and
the bali got away from Delehanty, al
lowing MilanIto land at third. Herman
Schaefer, our weinerwurst frst-sacker,
spread a little garlic on his bat and
showed the ball up into those bingle
benches in left. Yes, "Zeb' scored.
However, the Tigers did it all over in
the second while the Nationals found 1t
impossible to repeat. Groom was act
ing like a regular twirler when Capt.
George Moriarty, the poet-third base
man, approached the pan in the Sec
ond and the terrible Tiger breezed.
vivid" Conroy made dying stab at
O'Learys clout and booted it away
from him. O'LeaTy went up on a wild
heave and reached third when Oscar
Starage biffed to left.
Puts Them In Groove.
Seldom is a twirler feared, and so
Groom shot It across in the groove.
Tee-hee, wasn't 1t painful? Lafitte had
dumped 1t In short right, scoring
O'Leary and putting Stanage on third.
Davey Jones splashed one right at his
old friend, George Mcbride, and George
dropped 1t. ,Stanage was across
Bush forced Jones, Cobb walked, and
there might have been something doing
except that Groom's old hoodoo on Sam
Crawford was working. Sam skied to
Lelivelt.
And so we snored on, now and then
rolling over and taking another Whit.
Occasionally the voice Of Hughey Jen-
nings could be made out family in the
distance. Somewhere there was ex-
element, but at the park all was peace
and content. The Nationals and the
Tigers were taking turns walking up
to the platter, looking at II. even hitting
il with their clubs, and then retiring
to the shade of the bench. Yes,
twas a very quiet afternoon.
But suddenly there was tumult anc
the Tigers jumped on B. Groom for two
more runs in the seventh. Davy Jones
gave '-Gabby" Street the loud guffaw
as he earned a base on balls Bush's
attempted bunt was q wee pop to our
Monument Baby" but the aws-inspir.