The Calumet news., 1914-09-17
BASEBALL FROM
PLAYERS BENCH
How the Warriors on the Firing
Line Size Up the Contest

Watching the game from the bench
is like lamping a show from behind
the scenes. You see inside baseball
from the inside out and vice versa.
The ground work of the fray is laid
open, hidden motives and stratagems
are exposed, tempcraments and dis
positions thrown into relief. So j. p.
McEvoy. of the Chicago Herald sport
ing staff concluded to get a few i'm
pressions for his readers. Here are
some of the incidents he thought worth
recording:
Umpire Silk OLoughlin came over
to the bench for a pencil.
Gleason met him the proverbial half
way and then a few.
"Whaddye WANT" from Gleason.
II want to borrow a pencil"
"All right, let him have one, but tie
a string to it. You're takin an awful
chance when you lend an umpire any
thing.
How they love each other!
When Bodie grounded out in the
sixth he came back to the bench
squawking.
Sure orter have made that"
Gleason-"You run like a flat wheel"
"Why, it bounced high as the stand.
I'll leave it to youse if it didn't bounce
high as the stand. How was ! goin'
to make it if it bounced that high
| wanta know"
Gleason-"If it bounced that high
you ought to have got around the field.
Take the lead out of your legs"
If silk OLougfhlin was running for
a popularity prize he had almost one
vote from the SoX.
He's mistin' 'em back there today"
"Oh, wot an eye You must have
had bad night, silk"
"Mistin' 'em. He amt called a de-
cent one today"
He amt mistn' 'em on the other
fellows, though"
well, we can beat ten men just as
easy as nine"
From the bench they were watching
Bedients delivery-that was before
they knocked him out of the box
when he throws fast one" said
Reb Russell, "he always opens up his
fingers. Watch him now"
Bodie-"Watch me get i'm. They's
no pitcher what can outguess me to-
day"
So Bodie went up and clouted one
right on the dial. Two bases! When
he came back: "Wot did l tell you?
He amt got nothing. I'll kill him
today"
About time you're killing something
besides tall ones" said Gleason.
cut out the Kidding retorted Ping:
Lets win the game and kid after
ward
Which is the keenest thing Bodie
ever said.
The crowd came in for a review.
Fournier, Bodie. and Weaver gave it
the roundabout before the game
started.
"Fooey!" said Fournier.
Punk" said Weaver.
"Rotten!" chimed i'm Ping.
Ensemble-"Orter have twice as big
a crowd as that. Looks like st. Louis
in ny time"
Gleason-"Wotel do you care? You
are getting your envelope just the
same even If you don't earn it. II you
play better ball we'd get the crowds"
(Silence)
Ed. Walsh sat around all afternoon,
quiet. but evidently thinking deeply.
He didn't seem worried and to ques-
TONERS replied his arm was all right
and he expected to work soon. He
doesn't like TO be interviewed about his
arm, probably because he isn't asked
more than 500 questions about it every
day.
Some player got hurt and limped off
the field, whereupon Kid Gleason look
ed at him scornfully and said: Nova
days when these PIN headed athletes
strain a leg you can hear 'em squawk
across the Atlantic. They want
trained nurse and an operation three
weeks off, double pay, flowers and
sympathy. In the old days you played
nine innings with a broken back, a
busted leg, five or six fingers out of
joint and an eye out, and if you didn't
bat 400, steal couple of bases and
MAIN at least three umpires, they
fined you three months pay and work.