The Birmingham age-herald., 1919-10-03


 Hurrah for Oakland City. Indiana, new sort of little sister to the proud old Queen City of Ohio, linked by the bond of the baseball greatness of their favorite son.
 This tale might have quite a differ ent tinge had it not been for Eddie Roush. It might be narrative of Chicago triumph instead of a repeti- ton of the story of yesterday. Cincin- nau owes much to Oakland City, In- diana, and something to Bristol, Conn. Roush started the Red attack upon the White Sox this afternoon and Roush stopped a fierce counter attack by the ChicagoanS that seriously threatened the peace of mind of thirty thousand Cincinnatians.
 Now Bristol, Conn, gets in the pie ture for William Larry Kopf, a son of that city, finished up the charge led by Koush and put over the knock out punch for the "One Round Reds"
 inthe fourth inning, which has become so fatal to the Sox, kopf slugged three- bagger into the center field crowd scor- ing two runs. One run had already been knocked in by Boush.
 Baseball is a queer old game. It is
 
 pranks. Kopf got out of the army and back into the Red lineup last spring. He was traded to Brooklyn, but refused to play there, therefore Pat Moran is going into Chicago tomorrow morning with two games of the world series won.
 There's Eddie Roush, too Some years ago, Sinister Dick" Kinsella. scouting for new material for the New York Giants. heard of great hitter of Evansville Ind He dropped into town and happened to visit a barber shop before he saw the slugger.
 Hear you've got swell ball player in this town remarked Dick, by way of making conversation.
 Yes" said the barber; he's all right. The only trouble with him is he broke his right arm not long ago and he's trying to learn to throw with his left
 Sinister Dick took the next train out of town without going near the ball yard. He didn't want that kind of ball player. Old Ted Sullivan, snooping around the bushes for Charlie Comiskey came along and bought Roush for quite chunk of money. Sinister Dick laughed when he heard of it. Commy didn't laugh when he saw Roush, because Roush had cost him too much money to be laughing matter, but he sent him away.
 ROUSH PART INDIAN
 ms afternoon Tn the S1XLn inning, With Buck Weaver on third base Roush went straddling back almost to the center field wall in Redland field and pulled down a blow from Hap" Felsch's bat that had all the symptoms of home run. It would have counted heavily in the final sum- ming up. Baseball players say Roush is dour individual They tell me there's some Indian in him. one Of them was remarking the other evening.
 +, afr frtrn y-,tHf in lot of ways. Never says hello when he meets you on the field, no matter how long its been since he saw you. He's always playing his head off to beat you" Maybe Roush's experience in baseball has made him dour They shunted him around quite bit before he finally wound up in Cincinnati, where tonight he is species of king. He held out on Cincin- nati last spring, only to join the club at time when there was the talk of trading him back to John J. McGraw, and the Giants who had traded him to Cincinnati Roush and Kopf were born in the same year-'93. They are the youth that was served. but more particularly which served this afternoon behind the pitch ing of Harry Sallee, the veteran left handler of the Reds. But for them, "Old Sal' would have met the same fate he met at the hands of the White Sox in 1917, when he was with McGraw's Giants,
 SALLEE GETS REVENGE
 It was sweet revenge for Sallee to get home today, but he was very lucky. The Sox pounded his southpaw cross fire for nine hits. while the Reds were getting but four off the delivery of Claude Will Hams, the young side winder of the Sox. But Williams was very wild. He gave six bases on balls, and nearly all figured in the scoring. The Reds had little at tack, but the Sox had no pitching defense. Williams is apt to do better his next time out.
 It was old Sallee's weather, parboiled by his years of service in St. Louis. The lean left hander loves the heat. It was too cold for him in Chicago in 1917, espe- cially in his second game. Today he was at ease in temperature that had every one dripping.
 He was leisurely and deliberate, as Is