The Washington times., 1920-07-25

were both charging in for the ball.
but neither got il. Torres was on his
way. thinking TO get all he could on
the apparent bingle.
UP COMES AUSTIN.
With the ball dropping safely and
Torres turning first base. up came
Austin. He scooped the pill out OF
the mud and dashed madly for first
base. Torres, seeing the danger of
his position, stopped and headed back
for the first bag.
Austin, either slipping or diving.
took n header in the mud and tagged
the Cuban for the second death in
what might easily rank as the most
putout staged in many a
year. Thunder rolled in the heavens.
tore jagged gashes in the
clouds. Heavy rain was pouring down
upon the field
And there was that wonderful old
man, Jimmy Austin. showing the
youngsters on the field why he has
been in major league baseball for 10,
these many years. Fans witnessing
that great play may well be excused
for barking back to it whenever the
turns upon wonderful
diamond performances.
A moment later came another start
ling bit this time by George Sisler.
Courtney raised another weak fly in
the general direction of the right field
pavilion, but the high wind held it
back and it began dropping close to
the Griffs' dugout.
Sisler galloped through the mud
and, moving in circles, camped be-
meath that falling ball. So treacher-
GUS was the wind. however. that
when the Brownie caught the ball he
was standing on one foot and bend.
ing so far back that he was almost
falling. Boys, that was great stuff,
great stuff!
PITCHERS IN DUEL.
Dixie Davis and Harry Courtney,
from the very beginning, staged a
pitching duel. With pleasant weather
that contest should have been a pip
pin. AS it was, those five frames saw
but three hits apiece and one run for
each side.
In the third, Torres walked. Court
ney sacrificed and Shanks singled to
right, bringing the Cuban across.
Joe Gedeon started the fourth with
a resounding waIlop to center for
three bases. Sisler almost knocked
Courtney off his feet, but perished at
.
trieved the ball and shot it to Torres.
Jacobson poled a long fly to Milan
and in scampered Gedeon, tying the
score and. saving his team from a de-
feat in five frames, as no more runs
were made.
While Austin contributed the most
spectacular fielding play of the brief
Sam Rice was also there with
the fine stuff inSthat fifth. Darkness
had settled down upon the field until
it was almost impossible to see the
ball from the stands. 1t was then
that Hank SEVERED whaled the ball
out between Rice and Milan.
Just how Rice ever got his eye upon
that ball he alone can tell. And
maybe he can't, either. Anyway, he
was off with the sound of the bat.
racing at top speed toward left field.
Just as the ball seemed to be get
ting away from him he stuck up his
hand and SEVERED stopped running.
Sam had done the well nigh impossi-
BILE. AS Gerber was on first base and
a double or a triple meant st. Louis
Sans catch really saved his
team from being whipped.
AND THEN 1T POURED.
When the game started heavy
clouds were coming up from the
northwest. Bill Kimball, one of Frank
SaffeTs educated stan of wire pound
ers, whispered to us that three in
nings would be the limit. He missed
it by two margins, but the first drops
of rain came in the last of the third,
so give Bill credit. He knows some
thing about weather.
Night seemed at hand when the fifth
4.
black fellers, chaperoned by light
gray ones, spelling wind, were rush
ing along. Now and then somebody
moved a trunk up above, or flashing
forks ripped the skies. And through
It all Bill Dineen kept those athletes
hustling down there on the field
The real storm broke in the final
half of the fifth, and, with Sisters
great catch. the players rushed for
their dressing rooms and the poor
fish in the stands began finding their
native element. A woman tainted and
Eddie Eynon, obliging soul, took a
bath rushing around to find a saw
bones.
For upwards of half an hour the
storm ragged. Bevo Brown fell down
on his job of caring for the curtains,
and they swung and ripped away from
their moorings before the gale that
carried gusts of rain clear across the
stand. The boys with the Henryford
suits sure did suffer Two-dollar
straws crumpled and passed away.
To make matters worse, guy
dropped n half pint just as it was
about to become of some use. This is
a tough world, a tough world.
And that's all there is to be said
about things at the hallyard yester-
day.