New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1921-09-24

The game was the frst OF series
of four. Some one yesterday called it
the "series Of the century" and it
probably is that for the local club, be-
cause the hand of destiny may we'll
use 1t to tell waiting world whether
the Yankees, fighting for their first
nag, are to triumph or be crushed on
the threshold of victory, as they were
away back in the dark ages when Jack
Chesbro tossed a pennant away with q
wild pitch on the last day of the
season.
The story of the first game is simple
and easily told. The Yankees were a
better ball club than the Indians. That
Is, they were yesterday. After the we'll
known manner of the Yankees, alas,
they may have shocking relapse this
afternoon.
Perfect Average for Babe
Babe Ruth, the docile mastodon
with the raurderous swipe, was the
hero of the offensive department of
the struggle. His batting average for
che day was only 1000 per cent. He
made three doubles and scored three
Of the four Yankee runs. When
Coveleskie, ace of Speakers pitching
baffled and beaten, it was the batter
Ing Babe who led the attack which
ultimately conquered the world cham
pions.
wally Pipp and Bob Meusel were the
naopping-up crew behind the Babe, and
they came through with the timely
slams that brought the Bambino
gathering across the plate on three
occasions. The laconic and phlegmatic
Meusel himself registered the only
Yankee run that was not collected by
Ruth.
While this trio was going over the
top, Waite Hoyt, the boy wonder, was
smothering the Cleveland attack and
seemed certain to bloom into dangerous
proportions. He held the champions to
six hits and it was three of these, in
terspersed with a wild pitch and the
poor handling by Ruth of Joe Sew
ellis single in the fourth inning that
gave Cleveland its two runs.
The battle had many of the hamboy-
ant trimmings of worlds series game.
The predicted crowd of 10000 did not
materialize, but when the two teams
took the field at $3.50 there were about
$4,000 persons in the stands and
bleachers. The crowd was orderly and
we'll behaved and the battalions of ex
ira police modified for the occasion
had nothing to do but watch the ball
game.
Hizzoner Among These Present
There were many notables in the
stands and the most conspicuous of
these was Hizzoner John +. Hylan,
Mayor Of our "fare" city. The Mayor was
a rather unexpected visitor at the Polo
Ic
sion among the fans as to whether it
was the love of the game or an eye
to business that took him there. He
is shortly to play prominent part in
q certain city series of no mean dimen-
slons.
No ruff1es or fourishes marked the
entrance of the great man as he came
through the little yellow door in deep
right center and strobe across the
grass-carpeted arena No motorcycle
detachment of six men, troop of lieu
as prescribed by Commissioner En-
right, heralded the approach of the
Caliph Hy-lan. The very simplicity
of his entrance was awe inspiring. The
crowd might never have known that
he was coming had not the CLINT of the
sun flashed warning from Hizzoner's
cerise color scheme.
The Mayor did nothing conspicuous.
He merely walked across the field,
shook hands with Miller Higgins and
iris Speaker, posed for Photographs
with a remote and unknown parsonage
called Ruth, slapped Steve O'Neil on
the back and retired quietly to box
directly in back of first base. No mem
Der of the Meyer committee was among
his guests. He rooted hard for the
Yankees and seemed pleased at their
majority over Cleveland. Majorities
interest him just now.
At the request of regular worlds
series array Of photographers, Higgins
and Speaker, managers Of the respec-
tive pennant hunting combinations,
consented to pose together before the
practice period. Both tried to smile,
but it was hard work breaking grin
through the grimness that galvanized
the two countenances. The button on
Hugs cap failed to reach Speakers
shoulder as the leaders glared solemnly
Into score of camera muzzles.
When the snap shooting was over
the gray-haired iris limped back to his
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