The Washington times., 1911-08-10
SWAT
HERON APINCH
Saps Pill Over the Garden WALL And Tours the Circuit
While 1t Is Being Chased Down and Brought
Back To the Florida Avenue Yard
By SENATOR"

When the Akhoond of Swat gets one
to his liking, he does things to it. Give
him a high one that he can put his
mighty shoulders against and that pill
is doomed to be pulverized. They say
that 1t is going yet, that pill he slapped
over the garden wall. But we don't
care, it settled the battle and we all
filed out shaking hands with ourselves
and wishing We could face the Browns
100 games in the year. Gessler defeated
the enemy by a score Of 8 to 4.
Things were tied up in the eighth
when the sawbones got in his power
full wallOp. He was the first man up
and before Jack Powell could yell for
assistance the ball was going up and
over. Yes, It sailed right over that right
field wall, the first to take that particu-
lar flight, and the navy yard yowfers
in that pavilion shivered the clouds
clout brought victory to their own
Buck Becker
Luck, one huge COB of 1t, hit the Ma
tionals in the opening session and gave
them the lead. Milan ripped off a sting
ing double to right and G. Erminie
Schaefer stopped a fast one with his
posterior section. Everybody laughed
but the Dutchman. Both runners ad-
vanced on Elberfeld's neat sacrifice.
The bases were loaded as soon as Ges-
sler strolled. Fine, with Red Walker
up, the bugs began pulling for mighty
drive to the garden.
Walker swung his fail several times
at nothing and then slapped one
straight at Rhody Wallace. You guess
ed it, Milan died at the pan. He-e
stepped in Mr.. Luck, shook hands witt
George Mcbride, went over to the bench
and congratulated Jeems McAleer upon
his new shoes and then sat down beside
Harry Gessler. NJ. D.
Mcbride fetched that ball one savage
ed toward left field. "One-armed' Ho-
gan also started toward the fence to
get under the drive. He judged the pill
all right, and it looked like three out
without a tally. until the gardener lost
the leather in the sun. Ha, ha, ha, ha,
and it hit him on. the head!
You've laughed at the cartoon of that
big boob who got hit on the head by a
failing ball, haven't you? Well, that's
what everybody did out there yester
day-laughed. Schaefer, Gessler, and
Walker didn't do it right then. though,
for they hiked around the paths, all
three scoring before Wallace could get
the ball and do anything with 1t. Then
they put friend Hogan over in right
with a warning not to let any more
wild, wanton pills assault him.
With two down in the second, Milan
plunked safely to center and pilfered. |
Laporte shrieked loudly for everybody
to get away and watch him catch |
Schaefer's high fly. They all got away
and watched him-drop 1t, and Milan
tally. Ha, ha, we laughed even when |
Schaefer perished trying to rub it in by
going to second.
Buck" Becker wasn't exactly shining |
out there on the hill, but he was doing |
some effective work, especially when |
1t was up to him. In the third, though, |
the enemy spanked him for two runs. |
Wallace was too ambitious or he might |
have scored. He tried to nail four bags |
on his drive to left and perished. |
Powell lived on Elberfelds bad throw, |
and took third on Bert Shottons double |
to left. Both of them scored when Nc |
Bride threw wide on Austin's drive. |
Just a little bad luck for Becker, and |
we were still leading.
Not till the eighth did the Waff1es tie |
the tally Austin, some real slugger, |
banged a three-bagger to left and scored |
when Laporte came through with a
double to right. Hogan's solid slam to
right scored Laporte, and Becker came
back to earth with great suddenness.
The next two batters flied to Walker
and 1t was up to Gessler.
Doc" said Mr.. Luck from the bench,
lust you wait till l give you the word
and then slap it."
"Nowr' shouted Mr.. Luck, and away
that pill went right over the garden
wall, and the Nationals had copped
eleven battles out Of the last sixteen.