The comet. (Johnson City, Tenn.) 1884-1916, 1911-09-14
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Frank A. McCorlxle was asked about
the pennant proposition,
iWelP', said Fraak; II, was ci,se
enough TO be exciting, butit wa' tick
lish nevertheless There is one fact that
to my mind proves the superiority of
the johnson City team more than any
thing else, and that is, right in the
middle Of the season, In. team was
crippled by four of the best players be-
ing out of the game-Scurry, Alexand-
er, Shaw and Weldon. Notes the
playing before that, and the playing
after. If it hadn't been for that, the
PERCENTAGE colum wSu,d have told q
different story. Bot even with that,
there is no boubt but hat the the best
team won-the best after all this
hanicap. And want to say, too, that
in my mind, there are at least five of
the positions on our team filled by
| players that haven't peer IN the
league. "
Our reporter, in searchof prominent
fans with comments on the season and
games, spied Mr.. T. B. Cook saunt-
ering down the Main Stem with a
pipe in his mouth IN. b. 1t was
Mr.. Cook, who was smoking the
pipS-not the street.) The reporter
hailed him from across the street with
hand shake and pat on the should
er.
care you satisfied with the rag?,
quoth the news-gatherer
Mr.. Cooks lips moved, and the re-
porter stepped back, wondering wheth-
er his good friend Wa, praying for
Bristol or swearing because he wasn't
there. Soon, however, a husky sound
came from his throat, like the
last revolution of q busted buzz-saw,
and the reporter became all sympathy
and inquiered The cause. After glass
of dope, Mr.. Cook managed, by . few
words and many signs, TO convey the
idea that he had presented all his
available voice TO the pei,nant winners
on Friday and Saturday, and hadn't
had time to grow new vocal cords.
"Have another DOPE" suggested the
reporter.
'Tanks; dom care # m-m.m-ah-
z-z.z-ugh" And it ended like the
echoes of dying snore
They drank the dope.
\ "gy George the reporter sympa-
thized, "You must have done some tall
rooting.n
'Tall! why man, was on top of tie
grand stand VIII IN Shaw turned on the
artillery in the seventh; and even then
| felt like was in the cellar. But
Listen, old man, | want to. tell you
something that has struck me about
ah-m-m-z-z-gurgIe-b
Another dope.
"Thanks."
"Haw haw," laughed the reporter.
"Something did strike you then, sure
enough. How's that for a joke, ell T?
Haw, haw, he, hen'
''Shut up, you d---fool; don't you see
I'm suffering because | can't talk?
Now listen. What struck me, was the
fact that not the slightest suspicion
was cast on Johnson City for throwing
games during the season; except maybe
an unfounded suggestion by some town
that had its own dirty linen in tie
public laundry. Nobody can say that
the Soldiers didn't play the fair ard
square game all the way through.
And that's what wins. There'e moth
ing to it, Fred, you can take il from me
that the best team wo---mm ah-m.lnz
z.z-ugh h-h- all"
"Here, old man, drink this"
"Thanks."
Our reporter next paid visit to the
office of Wofford Brothers. George T.
WofIord babe him "Good morning.
The reporter babe Mr.. W5ffard "Good
morning" IN. b. Ibis occurred in
the forenoon.) 1
"Mr. WCtford,' began the reporter
with dignity, Il have been asked 10
secure hi i tersiew for publication,
with reference 10 The recent Appalachian
pennant ruc,,. We would appreciate {
lay comments nr criticisms " lich ) u 1
" ,uid like t. offer. q
The reporter paused for breath and l
produced his pad aud pencil.
"Well, Mr.. Reporter," said Mr.. I
Nofiord, II am greatly interested in
lie game, but respectfully refer you
o our baseball department, headed by
Horace Burleson, in ths absence II A. {
F. aoss. Mr.. Hoss is really in charge,
nut in his absense his mantel a !;
falls on Mr.. Burleson, his h
I.isha, rs 1t WERE
"Well, Horace, il IS upto you," said
he reporter, turning and losing his
Lightly, on finding well-organized
porting Department. in connection with '
his prominent business firm. .
Eyes SIR" quoth Mr.. Burleson, 81
ave worked most strenuously in my .
nforced attendance at forty-seven
ames, as head Of our baseball depart
nent, and really consider that have :
one my duty" :
~ know that. and congratulate