New-York tribune., 1920-06-27

s. poUy Oh tHo te@M So~ "s Ao"'S ~AAo >~N-
and one hit. Babe Ruth rested most
of the afternoon. He got a mere
double and a single out Of four OF.
fetal trips to the plate. Murderers'
Row treated Joe Bush with con-
siderable brutality, knocking him
loose from the box in the sixth.
One of the biggest Saturday crowds
that ever came to the Polo Grounds
saw the reformed Texas Ranger, Mr..
Collins, demonstrate that he has to
have a regular place on the Yankee
pitching staff. There were $4,000 in
side the park and about 10000 turned
back when they saw that the place
was jammed. There was a worlds
seriousness about the crowd until it
became certain that the game was to
be entirely lopsided.
Collins Wild at Start
With the first four runs jammed
through the interest centered In War
will have to depend considerably on
the cowboy pitcher owing to the brit
tleness Of other stars. Rip started off
apparently as wild as a yearling, but
he steadied down and he got some
wonderful support.
Ping Bodie, the Wonderful Wop,
worked like an Italian version Of Iris
speaker, while Lank Bob Meusel
bumped against the fences with utter
disregard to his sensitive shins and
angular portions Of his anatomy to
out the longest arm in the profession
to stop many q hard one.
After that first touch Of wildness
Collins was as steady as rock and
that steel-muscled right arm Of his
whizzed them over. He dragged out
those Sox batters as though he were
jerking them from the plate with an
invisible lasso. Foster was the only
Red Sox steer that escaped Rips
roundup.
It looked like Walter johnson Of
twelve years ago In the box when RID
started shooting them over with speed,
sizzling speed backed by stamina
physique such as the border country
breeds. There was never q suggestion
OF weardness and never q CULVER Of
anxiety. Warren Hastings Collins is
sef-assurance personif1ed.
He can do tricks In the saddle, roll
shoot from the hip and do all of the
the movies. But the tricks that he can
do with a whizsing baseball are the
cutest tricks Of them all. In his off
hours he is searching for the inmate
Of Tin Pan Alley who wrote "The Sill
very Rio Grande," for Rip spreads his
blanket beside the Rio Grande and he
wants TO talk to the blank dash ten
gestion Of silver in its murky waters.
Home Runs To-day-May Be
The multitude moaned every time it
seemed that Ruth would be passed. and
half of the crowd seemed to feel that
hod oil hot ho
Infant produced was double and
single. Tho double almost tore Wits
hand out by the socket when he put
up his glove to block 1t and the Infant
sprinted to second, pulling up q bit
lame. In the frst inning he hoisted
one to q considerable height, but it
dropped into Hooper's fins many yards
on the inside of the right field walls.
The feeling grew that the Infant was
day.
The Yankees started their accumula-
tion of runs as early as the hrst inn
ing. Peckinpaugh got base on balls,
. Ward was safe on Wits error and
Meuseps ribs were creased by Bush,
filling the bases for Ping Bodie, the
Wonderful wop; The signor Pizzola
With clean cans smash to center. -
In the second inning Truck Hannah
singled to center and went to second
on q sacrifice by Collins. Peckinpaugh
hit to left and tho Truck refined him
self at third. Aaron Ward cracked a
hit to center and Hannah and Peckin-
paugh scored.
The next ways Of crime on tho Part
& e Murderer sss Row ~ ssns,a came IN tho h. fifth
Dagger off the mitt Of witt. Meusel
was creased again across the ribs by
Bush, who seemed unable to miss him.
Bodie laid down perfect bunt and was
safe when Bush tried to throw out the
Infant and got nobody. Pratt singled
TO center and scored Ruth and Meusel.
Then the Truck trundled up to the
plate and plastered one to the left
center corner Of tho Polish Grounds.
1t looked like a homo run, but Truck
is conservative runner and took no
reckless chances Of violating the speed
Jaws. He converted the hit into two
Dagger and scored Bodie and Pratt.
Bat Bush From Box
In the sixth inning Bush finally sue
cumbed to his injuries. Pipp started it
with triple that bounced up against
the right feld wall. Ruth was thrown
out BY, Pratt and Pipp scored. Meusel
singled to center. Then Ping Bodie.
the Wonderful Wop, crashed one out to
Meusel. Pratt singled to left field,
scoring Bodie, and Bush was given the
rest OF the afternoon to himself.
With Hannah out, Rip Collins lifted
one over Menosky's head into rigAt
field and took second for it, for Rip
can run. Arrived at second Mr.. Coi-
lins sat down on the bag and removed
one OF his shoes to shake the sand out
Of it. When admonished by the ump,
Hip retorted, II amt travelling none
with sand In my dogs. Man, don't you
know that the way to keep from hav-
ing sore feet Is to ketch your dogs
when they Arst start to complain,
What outfit was you with during the
war that you don't know that q mans
hrst duty is to his dogs. Man. Won
wouldn't last week on the border
You're just dumb tenderfoot."
After Rip had finished his lecture
on the care Of the fact Peckinppaugh
drove two-bagger along the left field
line and Rip illustrated how he could
travN with the sand removed. by
sprinsing gracefully across the plate
Meusel Misses Homer
The last run was scored by the
Babe in tho eighth. He singled "a
right. Meusel bounced tho bail against
tho hight center wall and started to
convsrt II into homo run In order
that tho customers who had como TO
see some long clouts might not 20
away disappointed. But the relay ar
rived at the plato at tho same time
that Lanky Box arrived and he WAS