Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1913-04-22
Joe JACKSON'S YEAR
Looks Like the ShoeIess Boy
Is Out for the Batting Title.
HAS IMPROVED EACH YEAR
With Cobb Holding Out, Frank
Baker Appears to Be Only
Other Contender.

Cobb Jackson, Baker, B-z-z-Z-Z. Every
time that the ordinary A. L. hurlster
thinks of this Humping Trio he grabs
hold of his Adams apple to discover
If he is still walking around in one
chunk.
1t is the earnest, but none the less sin
cere belief of the gent who gyrates his
typewriter to get out these items for the
paper that the battle for leading blister
of the johnson organization in 1913 will
be battle royal between these three
Monarchs Of Maui. writes Gordon Mackay
in the Cleveland Leader.
Tyrus Raymond, Josephus of Green
vile, and the Terror of Trappe are gilt
edged wager for the prize that comes for
the most telling and numerous blows
with the bludgeon. It's not cinch that
Cobb won't gallop away with the cream
cakes. It's not a c:nch, either, that the
Greenville Gossoon and the particular pal
Of Messrs. Mathewson and Marquard
will not leave the Rajah of Hoyson, Ga.
in the shade when the final statistics
are toted up to give the various guides
their dope for the next season.
Jackson and Baker are due to thump
the everlasting wadding out of the
have been quietly grooming themselves
for the task of stealing the trophy from
the Glittering Georgian This season
both youngsters should be at least at
their best. 1t took Tyrus Raymond a
couple of seasons to acclimate himself
to the big show. 1t was three years be-
fore he started to violate the Sherman act
as hitter.
Cobb's first season saw him taking the
place of wobbly brother at the shank OF
the year. The Tiger had been chawed
and clawed until he looked like pussy
with a ring in its beak Cobb stepped
into his shoes and never deserted the
footwear. Ty, Is. the, only gent in the
Johnson aggregation who cultivated the
400 habit and allowed it to stick to him.
He looks. of course. like the best bet
to smash his way to stellar honors as
the sweetest swatster in 1913 But the
two other chaps are a-hummings along
and may shuttle past Ty to the post.
Take the case of Herr Jackson, for in
stance. Joe has become accustomed to the
north now. He knows that you can skin
around the country with shoes on and not
be counted out. Jackson, from the mo-
ment he began his career in Napland,
has shown himself to be a whale with
the willow. Any time that Mr.. Jackson
he kisses the leather with his war club,
then it's a safe bet to throw out another
ball and let the game go on.
Look him over since he became league
broken and didn't allow the wanderlust to
pile up Pullman fares for keepers to lug
him back He wasn't bad portion when
he was with the Mackmen. Joseph then
didn't stay north of the Mason and Dixon
line long enough to be measured for the
official guide. But in 1910 the Greenville
Gem was there with both kicks. He has
the red, white and blue incandescents
burning for him every minute. It's
cinch that Connie Mack cursed his fate
that he allowed Josie to ramble when he
saw his OutfieId looking ike a piece of
limburger last season.
Skim over j. Us record since he has
been a member in good standing. AS
"a Naplander he was pretty frisky
Son OF Swat. You may not believe it.,
but in Joseph's major league slam
ming tests he has better average
than Tyrus Cobb. Look over the sta
tistics of these Lairds of Lam. Cobb
League twirlers' shoots for five solid,
fat. husky years. In that time he has
never dropped below the nobby 300
boundary He has peered over the
400 hedge twice. His total batting
average for these five years registers
ton by years, the statistics appear
in the following form: 1908, 1924; 1903,
.377; 1910. 1856; 1911, .42o; 1912, .410.
Dating back Mr.. Cobb's royal record
u the lIHlt lUdl JOc adChSoH OtCdIlC
a steemed contempt of this smashout
southerner's. and you find that Tyrus
has an average as fat as an elephant 6
/! instep. Fook at it, buglets, flor here
| it reads: .405. Which is some lambast-
| ing measured by three-year periods. or
any other kind of linear measurement
| Now skim your orbs across the Jack
| son dope sheet during his three years
| of chopping down the old B. A. When
Jackson slambanged for an entire sea-
| son he just naturally fell into the
| l6ckstep with T. Raymond. Joe Slater
ated the shoots for 1887 in 1910. and
had the proud and distinguished place
i of honor among the potentates of the
punch for that year. His two follow
| ing seasons netted him the following
numerals: .40S and 1896. These figures
and figures are supposed to tell no
| falsehoods-stamp him as 400
puncher without fuss or furbelows.
| His grand average for the years he
| has been attached to the Napland
| roster is exactly .39S. Thus he has
picked the pellet in better shape for
| his entire career under the big tent
| than Cobb has in the five years he has
| been giving A. L. twirlers a case OF the
pip But Cobb, of course. measuring
| their records for the last three years.
has Josephus reclining against the
| ropes and flashing the S. Q. S.