The Washington herald., 1916-10-06
RUNYON NAMES THE
DODGERS AS WINNERS
Believes Brooklyn Club Will Trim Car
rigan's Red Sox in the Com
ing Classic.
By DAMON RUNYON.

New York, Oct 5.-we cannot desert
the old rubber plant.
Brooklyn, forever!
II your uncle wilbert RobInsons noble
flatbush fusileers fail to wallop the Bos-
ton Red Sox in the impending world
series, the present speaker is going to
be vastly astonished, not to say humill-
ated, and chagrined.
We expect the Dodgers to win by that
main strength and awkwardness which
carried them through to a flag in the
National League race,
The Brooklyn Dodgers are a good deal
transtubeine district, Mr.. Al Mccoy, the
ike another very notable product of the
middle-weight champion of the world
They are often a most distressing spec
tacle in their battles, but who knocks
'em out?
They meet handsomer, and cleverer, and
more graceful opponents, and everybody
prepares to weep over their sad finish. but
at the close of the contest these Al
McCoys Of baseball are still in there.
upright and whanging away.
Folks say they are joke champions;
that they do not constitute the best club
In the National League. Folks say the
same thing, in a general way, about Al
Mccoy. None the less Al Mccoy is the
middle-weight title bearer. and he won
the title by a Knockout. None the less,
the Dodgers are the champions of their
class, and they gathered their victory by
slapping all their opponents unconscious.
AS the Monday afternoon, in Brooklyn,
with the championship at stake, the
Dodgers stepped out and licked the most
sensational baseball club Of all time, IN
Guiding a lad who was then being called
the greatest left-hander in America.
They beat the New York Giants. fresh
from their run of twenty-six consecutive
victories-or stale from It, as you please
and they beat Frdinand Schupp, with
six straight wins behind him, and one Of
the greatest CuBve balls that ever left the
paw Of a side wheeler.
The Dodgers just naturally had to win,
and they won. Throw out the succeeding
game II you wish. but don't overlook that
opener. That was a test. True, Schupp
gave them only brace Of hits, and they
won on errors-but they won.
All along the line they won when they
had to win.
A singular outfit, often playing half
dead-and-half-alive baseball, always
giving the impression that 1t was fearful
Of losing rather than carrying the spirit
Of confidence that is characteristic of
championship Clubs-but always winning.
Lacking in what baseball people call
aggressiveness, but carrying a danger
Gus, Knockout punch that came crashing
out at the most unexpected moments, the
Dodgers plodded stolidly along to a
championship while everybody was saying
that they wouldn't do; that they had no
class or baseball courage.
We have some shivers OF trepidation
when we think Of those two ball murder
ers. Harry Hooper and Duffy Lewis, of
the Sox outfeld section. but the Brooklyn
club also has its pill Founders.
A-so 1t has the crafty old Jack Coombs,
and the not-so-crafty Rube Marquard to
oppose Ruth, Shore, Leonard and the
other star hurlers of the Carrigan corps.
Marquard holds two world series decisions
over a more powerful Red Sox club than
the one the Dodgers face Saturday, and
the memory is bound to hearten the
wry-necked Reuben.
As a whole. the Red Sox pitching stan
may be better than Your Uncle wilbert's
band Of moundsmen; individually there
is not a lot to choose. The Red Sox has
the best outield-as a whole-but no in
dividual outfielder as good as Zack
Wheat
The infieIds are about a stand-ofr II
Jack Barry plays second for the Red Sox,
that may give them the individual star
Of the inner works, but Robinson has
Jake Daubert, one OF the great first base
men OF his time.