The Washington herald., 1921-10-06
GIANTS PLOTTING
TO BRUlSE HOYT
IN SECOND GAME
Youth Cast Adrift by Nc
Graw Almost Sure
Starter for Yanks.
WATT SAYS HUGHEY
"Yah! Well Get EN- Tomor.
ra," Shouts Former Leader
OF Detroit Jungle Cats.
By wEsrBRooK PEGLER.

them to glow like the tall lights
on a shoal of hivvers. He showed
the cuffed, thrown-out balls into the
old, yellow satchel and started for
the Giants dressing room. Logging
it alongside of George Kelly. the
Giants occasional homerun king.
and as he ran there came back to
the dazed crowd shuffling over the
field a wall with a Detroit Tiger
cat accent, You wait. You wait
till tomorra. Well get 'em. Yah.
You wait"
Well. maybe the GiantsIl get 'em.
but they stepped into something
fast, fussy and febrile when they
tried to get the Yanks in the first
game of the intra-Gotham World
Series on their very own front lawn
at the Polo Grounds today. Mayoe
Miller Higgins will send
in the lad whom the Giants would
most admire to get, the wise kid to
whom they issued a large ration or
what is known as the air" be-
cause he couldn't behave enough
at any given time to win ball games
for them-waite Hoyt.
The giants gave Hoyt, a perma-
nent furlough some time back and
this season the kid turned In some
of the very victories that made
the Yankees champions Of the Am
erican League.
They're Laying For Heyt.
Knowing Hoyt as we'll as your
A,,N L. a.
apple, the Giants anticipate with
relish the opportunity to perpe-
trate certain very sordid, IL not
doings, IL and when he
pitches. Francois Marie Rumor, a
prominent perpendicular, was tell
ing heah about town today that
Miller Huggins, manager of the
Yanks If anyone is, had sold him.
self the idea OF pitching the kid,
probably on Thursday. But no mat
ter who slings the ball for the
Yanks:
till tomorra," rasped the feline alto
Of Hughie Jennings, as he ratified
his old bones toward the clubhouse
ber dusk, sick. sour and ailing from
N"C uClCdl VI hIS
attachment, the Giants.
New York went to this world
series stupendous, the ball game
absquatulous, like matrimonial
novice ducking down side streets to
The church, late for his own we'd
ling and hoping a tumbling cornice
will save him from the ordeal
IL trrkk
weather the line had been length
ming from the windows where the
Inreserved seats were to be sold.
As dawn began to %ork poetic
ancies on her favorite canvas.
just over the picturesque
motley of coal scows, dredges and
ce floats in the Harlem River. the
police were trueing up a rank of
men and boys, FIVE abreast, extend
ng more than a block, and playful
title hot dogs began to wriggle
n their blanket rolls at is cents a
'opy and not so cheap at the price.
Crowd ON Hand Early.
Young Harlem business men in
White coats appeared, tramping
long the file, in pairs, toting
Dixies between them, in
which they scooped cups Of slightly
lsed but still warm shaving water.
lttering a quite irrelevant cry of
hot coffee, dime a cup"
At 10 o'clock there were 1900 in
his and other lines. the longest
for three blocks-like a
make, as some one surely has said
before now. And then the gates
Topped open. money began to fiut:
er through the wickets and tickets
o fiutter out, the head of the line
by the turnstile. paused.
'elled VOW" tapping his arms at
he deserted waste Of benches, and
he day had started.
The bally-hoo was too we'll done
gain, just as in Brooklyn last year
md at Toledo before the fight.
'eople had been told about the
readful crush around the Polo
irounds and the sell-out of re-
erved seats. So when the sombre
fr. Rigler waggled his little broom
{ the plate, squared off behind
Vallie Schang and vociferated.
play balr' there were still about
900 unoccupied seats In the upper
tand and bleachers yawning ex-
at the management.
And the thousands sitting COM
ortably in the exclusive lower
tand were singularly dignified
bout everything. There was some
of course. but no nut
roke out a taxi horn. or a cowbell,
r unleashed a dominant, obtrusive
'oice such as the sad gentleman
rom Cleveland turned loose upon
he simple Brooklyn goat herds a
ear ago.
Let's leave out two run. for a
moment and give Babe Ruth credit
or the attacking slap that won the
all game. During the first inning
filler singled and was sacrificed to
econd by Roger Peckinpaugh.
Veil. then along came Ruth all of
hurry and rearing to go around.
Ilong came the first, ball pitched
nd with a smack like a low COM
dy slat the club pushed it in the
ace for a single, scoring Miller.
Long hits there were few and IL
he leagues were using a rabbit
all during the regular season the
'ational Commission ran In a pos
um ball for the world series.
Bob Meusefs near-triple that
cored Peckinpaugh with that third
un in the sixth was one of these.
IS matters turned out 1t was a
roper fine joke-not half IL wasn't
but Meusel might have been
haring Fred Merkle's negative
onors right now had the Yanks
'st. Meusel tripled all right, scor-
lg Peck, but forgot to touch first
nd was thrown out to that bag as
e stood with his spikes driven into
tation 8. Tipping his cap to the
'ood people of Gotham
SUNDAY,