Newark evening star and Newark advertiser. [volume] (Newark, N.J.) 1909-1916, 1914-06-03

| ranged between Kramer and Spears,
but owing to the rain the match
was called Off. Now, what's the mat
ter with putting that race on now
and giving the fans some satisfac
ton In finding out just what Spears
can do In fair match race. have
heard him spoken of very frequently
as the dark horse"-is he?
VOICE OF THE BIKE FANS.
So Spears is another abused
rider If so, why abuse him more
by putting him up against Kramer?
o
Smoke Miller is on the job again.
He Is playing in tough luck and he
wants his friends to know about it.
lie also wants job pitching for
Harry Smith, of the Newark team.
But allow the famous Smoke" to
tell his own story:
Summit, May 20, 1914.
| Hello, Joe:
see you put my little piece in the
paper, also the p. S., which I asked
you not to put in. but it's ali right,
Joe, because 1 amt piching for that
team no more, SO it don't make no
difference if that. manager saw it
Or not. You see was in New York
when l wrote You that letter. and
the next day, Saturday, I was to pich
against one of the toughest teams
around here. I started from N. Y.
early in the morning, but it's a long
| ride to Chatham on q trolley car and
! l was q little late and the game was
| already started when I got there, so
/ ] got into me uniform and went over
| and sat on the bench alongside of this
| piece or cheese we had for manager.
He dident say nothing but l could
| see he wanted me to go in, SO / says
Will | warm up?" and he says. mo,
we want to win this game" Then I
knew he was soar and only wanted
me to ask him again, but l wouldn't
do 1t.
The next inning they got to this kid
that was piching for us for six hits
and a walk, and they yelled over from
the visitors bench. "Why don't you
put Walter Johnson in?" meaning
me. You know how it is, Joe, when
teams walloping a kid pitcher like
that, they get chesty. and they
thought they could do the same with
me. Huh! Well. Mr.. Limburger had
a face on him as long as the day be-
rore payday, and I knew he was lust
dying for me to go in, but he thought
was soar about the crack he made
when was late, so l said to meself
WHAT'S the use, and took a catcher and
went down the lot to warm up lust
70 let him see ] was a good fellow.
we'll after our side mad it's inning
we were two runs behind, and
pulled off me sweater to get ready to
go In, when out walks his cheeselets
with some big guy I never saw be-
fore, left-hander named Carroll
Gee, If somebody knocked a homer off
me wouldn't be more surprised.
Wen. Joe, for three innings he had
the greatest kind of luck-he didn't
give them a hit and the crowd was
going wild over his work, something
they wouldn't do for me, but to a.
pallplayer like me it could easily be
seen that he was going to get his,
tor on the level. Joe, he didn't have
than Al Mccoy. Understand.
wasn't soar even if didn't know how
| was going to get back to New York.
because / even gave him advice be-
tween innings, and between YOU and
| me, that's what pulled him through,
But the crowd don't know them
things, Joe, and this bunch of fans
thought he was the greatest thing
that ever happened. Well, we were
one run ahead now in the eight in
ming, and / knew this guy was going
to get his soon, so I went up to his
cheeseness and told him I was willing
to let bygones be has beens and Id
go in and save the game for him.
On the level, Joe, / wasn't soar, and
besides I had to get back to New
York. You know that's some walk.
But he was soar and wouldn't listen
to me peace overtures. Well. in our
half of the ninth Carroll tried to
duck fast one and the ball hit him
| on the left hand. That finished Mr..
Carroll for the day, and the dairy
product had to come to me. I had
| been repeating to neself all afternoon
| jist what I'd say to him when Carroll
did get his bumps, and, believe me,
I felt like saying it, too, but me shoes
| weren't very good, SO I let it go.
| Well, we were only one run ahead
| and l went in without being warmed
| up or anything, but l used me speed
and me head: you know what that
means, Joe. That umpire gave Car
roll anything that came near the
plate when he was piching, but when
| I grooved them over he didn't give
them to me. Nobody ever gives me
anything. Joe. 1 won't trouble you
/ with the details-it's enough to say
/ they made a run off me and tied the
score. There was two out and three
on base. Gee, the crowd was crazy,
and the other team was worried to
death. They were all trying to rattle
me. They know Pm at me best in a
pinch. I had their goat.
Well, 1 put two strikes over on this
fellow at the bat, and all had to do
was to pich him another one and
strike him out, but he had three balls
too, and his jumps wasn't giving me
him. because there's always = a
lot of money bet when I pich, joe
but here's where I used me head.
had golf ball in my pocket, and
that's how was gone to do the trick.
Joe, you know what a regular lege
ball looks like when / put it over,
like a pea or something. Well. I fig
ured if threw a golf ball with all
my phenomenal speed behind it, no.
body could gee it at all. So I put my
hand behind me and swaped for the
golf ball and drove it over. 1t went
4 right in the catcher's mitt like a
rifel ball and buried itself in the pad
ding of his glove so deep he didn't
j know he caught anything Nobody
saw it and the umpire dident know
what to say.
Then dropped the real ball and
the umpire said I didn't pich any
thing, so he called it balk. allowing
the man to take his base, and we lost
the game. Gee. Joe, the gang was
wild. 1 though naturally they would
lynch the umpire. but it was me they
was soar at. Ne. after me spraining
me nut to think of trick like that.
Gee, was mad. Twenty-Five miles
away and not a friend in the burg. /
was going to stop in to see you on
my way down. but I thought you
wouldent be there, it was so late. Gee,
but my feet were soar Well. so long,
joe I'm going to pich for the Sum-
nit Y NJ. c. A. Decoration Day.