The Washington herald. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1906-1939, 1911-12-19
BY WILLIAM PEET.

During a fanning-bee at baseball head
quarters yesterday afternoon the ques-
ton was asked Manager Griffith: Are
you going to be out on the coaching
D.. lines next season.
Grif replied. Yes, I expect to be on
the job in uniform at every game. I
shall try the experiment of coaching
from the bench and also from the lines
If I find that I can be more effective
from the bench I will stick there; If not
[ will be out on the lines every day"
Griffith believes a manager should al
ways be in uniform at each game, for
the reason that he can then go out on
the field and talk with the umpires in
case disputes arise.
IF I had a couple more men on my
team like Scnaefer." declared Griff, II
wouldn't ever 90 near CoaCher's box
That's what I like-plenty Of noise and
a lot of comedy tossed in. Old Nick Alt
rock and Schaefer were the best coach
ers I ever saw on the lines"
There was little doing at headquarters
yesterday. Ray Morgan, the Nationals
youthful third sacker. drifted in from
his home in Baltimore and had chat
with the local boss.
Jim Sprigman, the Georgetown baseball
coach, and Doc White, of the Chicago
Americans, were also callers.
Doc White, the famous southpaw. ex-
, poets to spend the remainder of the win
ter at his home here in Washington. He
reached town from Chicago last Satur-
day.
White has signed a three-year contract
with the Windy City tribe, and expects
10 round out his big league career with
Comiskey's team. In an interview with
the writer yesterday. White said: The
Chicago club has always treated me
royalty, and I shall give them my best
services as long as I am able to deliver.
1 think that in appointing Jimmy Gala
han manager for next year the best pos
sible move was made. Cal is a grand
fellow, knows the game like book, and
will make good with a vengeance. Just
keep your eye on our club next year"
That Bobby Wallace will be very much
in the Iimelight and at the head Of the
St Louis Browns next season is shown
in a story published in the St Louis
Post-Dispatch last Sunday. Here's the
story:
Bob Wallace, Brownie tactician. was
lolIing in the lap of a most luxurious
leather chair in the foyer of the Hotel
Aston, New York. A perfecto Of the
choicest Havana leaves was under full
steam in Rodericks mouth. He looked
Enter a timid scribe under orders from
headquarters to get a yarn out OF
Wallace. Now. pay strict attention. The
timid newsgatherer is talking first:
"How'rye, Bob?'
"Howdy."
We'll, what's new"
Not thing"
Made any trades"
Don't kid me"
well. say. Bob. what do you think
- about the Brownies for next year,
"Oh. it's hard to tell"
"Kutina looks pretty good, eh?"
Pretty good is right"
How about this fellow Prattr'
Haven't seen him yet"
Think he'll make good?''
Cant tell. Everybody boosts him
Who'll you use at short7
whats the matter; think I'm
through
That's where this yarn begins. Bob
Wallace doesn't think he's through. No,
not by a demijohn full. And here's a
secret: Don't insinuate that Wallace is
through, II such insinuations should be
made within hearing distance Of Roder-
lex J., ancient Scot
Bobby isn't through, because he ad-
mIts II. That's the best reason In the
world. Players have come and gone
since Bobby debuted, but Bobby stays