The Washington times., 1920-05-21
Harris q Shining Beacon.

u DEACON.
Though the Griffs were tumbled in
! the dust yesterday. they made a won
! derful fight, and above them all stood
Stanley Harris. He was there. that
/ boy.
In the FIRST frame his single to left
scored Chop Sticks Rice. His sacri-
| flee in the fourth advanced Bobby
Roth a cushion. His double to left
| in the seventh became a run on d
sacrifice and a wild pitch from Red
| Faber.
Harris singled with one gone in
| the ninth. but the others did nothing,
and he. too. laid off in the eleventh
and thirteenth. He was up with two
out and two on the thirteenth. too,
but whitfield. He was saving his big
stuff for the fifteenth.
The Sox had treated our Walter
Johnson rudely in their half of the
, Fifteenth, scoring two runs, but
when Harris got through, the count
was even once more.
Two were down in the last half of
I the fifteenth when the btnbardment
began and the rooters went crazy.
First Milan singled to left Then
Rice singled to right. Eddie Collins
| booted Roth's grounder, and Milan
was over, and Stanley Harris was at
| bat.
Did Stanley Foozle his chance? He
most certainly did not He stepped
! into one, and 1t shot to left for a sim
gle, scoring Rice with the tying run.
Ellerbe had chance to win the game
with a hit, for Roth was on third,
! but he forced Harris and the game
went into the sixteenth when the end
came.
The score was 3 to when the Sox
came in. Darkness was lowering over
the field. Street lights glistened out
| beyond the left field fence. And out
! there on the rubber was Walter John
son, once called the "Firebal
Finger" No wonder the fans cheered.
They thought sure the masterful Tom
my Connolly would call things of at
the end of the sixteenth. They could
not see what was coming until it
came. They saw it then. though.
Roth's FumbIe Does IL.
Up came Ted Jourdan. He drove a
fly out to right center and Bobby
Roth went over, got the ball in his
hands and dropped it, letting Jourdan
| reach second. It was If Johnson were
! a toy balloon and some mischievous
| lad had pricked il with pin. He col
| lapsed.
Quickly came McMullin's triple.
Gharrity's passed ball, and bad peg
| on Schalk. Ferber's inflield hit, a
| fclder's choice on Murphy. wild
! throw from Stanley Harris, Buck
Weavers double to center, Jackson s
SINGLE. and a hearty triple from Oscar
Felsch. Eight runs were over, and
| the White Sox were purposely trying
to perish. The victory was theirs.
All that wonderful pitching of Olaf
Erickson for six innings was wasted
all that marvellous rally in the tif-
teenth tossed over the fence. II
has been equaled many time before
yesterday.
The second gucssers began to re,
call the eighth inning. They showed
how the Grifs should have won
right there. Well. mebbe they
should have. but right then the home
boys were looking for one run. that $
all They didn't get It, but they
tried their hardest, with luck break
against them.
Daring Proves Costly.
Erickson opened that eighth in
ming with a smack to right field In
stead OF stopping at first base. he
went on to second and perished, q
victim TO Eddie Murphys deadly
peg to Weaver.
Joe Judge came, up and singled to
right. Instead of waiting for some