The evening world., 1920-07-19
BODIES FINE WORK
CAUSES DOWNFA ALL
OF THE WHITE SOX
Right at Start Yankee Out
fielder Knocks a Home Run
With Three Men on Bases.
By Charles SonierUilIe


Ristori. Salient, Cdruso, D'Annunzio.'
Gdribaldi. Verdi. Michael Angelo, CeI-'
lint. DuSe. Marconii
As we'll, also, that wan granda fell,
Ping Bodied
He was king of the diamond yes
terday eclipsing even the mighty
Babe, and thirty thousand thrilled ana
joyous fans rodfed acclaim and coro-
nation OF the sturdy. popular Signors
as, herding Pratt and Ruth and Meu-
sci ahead of him in the first inning,
Ping trotted the round of bases and
plopped his delicate No. Ii on the
home plate with fourth run.
For Ping had crashed out homer.
II was a low flying smash possessed
OF wings OF lightning speed. 1t landed
in the left field bleachers with Its
force but little spent. II thumped
one OF the benches with bang and
leaped far into the air before subsld-
ing into the elated left field contln,,
gent. There was n half-Stihed yen
from the crowd when the Bodle cup
sounded a high crack against the ball
And when the bail banged Into thet
bleachers-oh, spaghetti! WHATS the
use OF trying to describe the Wild
shriu clamor Of the cheering?
AS the game began, 1t looked az
though st. Swithin was agin SUNDAY
baseball and was out with his water
ing pot TO spoil the day. AS lnS
! white Sox came to bat with Rip COLI
| Inns facing them there fell a skirmlsH
OF rain. Rips clutch was uncertain
| on the slippery pill. He walked he
bold, who promptly stole second. Ife
walked Z. Collins. Weaver grounded
| out, but then Rip hit Jackson with
| the ball. But he brushed the rain
out of his eyes and famed Folsch,
! and presently !. Collins flied to Ruth.
Smith played Peck's fly with hts
mouth open and must have swallowed
| "A couple of quarts OF rain. Jumps Nor
iarity and Chill called the game 10
! save the White Sox from drowning.
| The bleacherites and thousands OF
others sought refuge under the grand
/ stand or under the benches. But n fan
| is a fan. What mattered a flood?
/ Nothing short of a hail OF machine
| gun bullets could have driven them
home.
In about twenty minutes st. Swith-
ms sky-ptpes got clogged OF some-
thing and the rain settled to dr-z-
zle and half an hour afterward
signed an armistice with the sun
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clusion. A merry one for the White
Sox-not.
! For the Yanks, in the first, Peck
had, as before stated, flied TO Smith
and Pipp had gone down, ]. Collins
to Williams, the Sox boNman. Del
Pratt got a permit 10 deliver himself
at first. Then Babe sent the bulb
spinning into deep right for double.
sending Del TO third. Kid Meusel
also got a walk. Then Ping and the
pong OF his homer into the bleachers.
Afterward Ward walked. but RueI
was deceased third TO first.
The Sox earned one run and were
presented with another by Capt. Peck
in the third. After Lebold had flied
TO Ruth, r. Collins singled to left.
Weaver hit to Pratt forcing Collins.
But Jackson belted 10 right field for
a triple and scored Weaver. Felsch
lifted to Peck, but the bulb skldded
| through his hands, and Jackson
jumped in j. Collins flied to Meusel.
But the Yanuks were on top and
meant to stny. Pratt flied to right,
but the Babe got a walk, Meusel
smashed II straight over the third
bag. 1t went to the fence. There O
ground keeper, thinking the ball foul,
picked II up. He dropped 1t like hot
penny as the Yank coach Toared ae
him. Jackson refused afterward to
touch the ball, and Ruth. who had
taken third, sped on home. The jumps
} got together, however, and, while al
; lowing Meusel a two-baggeT, com =.
; pelled the Babe TO go back to third.
But Signor Bodie quieted all discuss
sion by ramming it into left centre,
scoring the Babe. Meusel tried To-
come home on 1t too, but was croaked
at the plate Ward ended the inning
with a fly to centre. The other threa
of the eight runs came to the Yanlls
in the firth. Pipp walked. Pratt his
10 second, forcing Pipp. Ruth fur
nished a dumfounding surprise 10
Mr., Weaver at third by batting =
, grounder straight TO left, Babes ter
, ritory, OF course, Is almost entirely
in right field. By the time Weaver
, got over the shock and sent the. ball
, TO first, the Babe was well on this
bag. Kid Meusel tumbled the old
leather into centre, scoring Del, and
son Felsch's lunatic hurl to third To
, nail Ruth-a chuck that landed in the
Chi dugout-the Babe blew home.
Signor Bodie-it was sure his day.
raped up a high one that dropped
l. prettily right between Jackson ana
Risberg as they rushed for it. Meusel
|, scored.