The New York herald., 1922-09-07
7ANKS TRIM RED SOX, 90, BUT STA
Quinn and Fullerton Bear
Brunt of Batting Frenzy
Former Yankee Lasts Until Seventh-Then Dugan
Greets Youngster With Home Run-Umpire Evans
Clears Both Benches of Talkatve Ballplayers.
BY w. o. M,GEEHAN.

by w. %.
Though the Yanks battered to d
the box by the Red Sox yesterday tn
Tillinghast L'Hommedieu Huston rem
Kuppert. in his country estate on tn,
willow tree listening for a noise fro
ST. Louis Browns cracking.
The Yanks first pounded John Picus
Quinn, the venerable Polish Hibernian
spitballer. whose salivary glands used
TO work for the Yanks, and later the
youthful Mr.. Fullerton. who. 1t is said
Is a grandchild of the noted author
Hughey Fullerton. The net result OF
the poundings was nine runs for the
Yanks to two for the Red Sox. one
OF these being gift from Babe Ruth
who let Elmer Miller score while he
was attempting to follow single to
the center field wall.
Up to the fourth inning Bad Bill
Fleischman. the hermit of the bull pen.
was sitting in his accustomed place
brooding over the baseball situation In
general. While the famous n1isanthrope
was glaring toward the umpire behind
the plate nine Yankee ball players and
seven members of the Red Sox came
out OF their respective dugouts and
trooped down toward the hermit's soli-
tary pasture.
Evans Clears the Bird Rails.
Just before the fourth inning opened
Umpire Billy Evans called a halt in the
proceedings. "All OF you birds who are
not playing get out Of here" he or
dered.. There is SO much chattering
going on that guy can't hear himself
think
How can you think without anything
to think with?" came the retort from
the Yankee dugout "Raspberries," was
the only comment from the Bostonian
sector. Whereupon william assumed a
stern look and waved the athletes tow
ard the exits
Mr.. Fleischman seeing what looked
like a lot of visitors perked up no little
1T is mighty sweet OF you boys to come
out here to talk to me-" he said.
Huh said Waite Hoyt, I'VE didn't
come out here to see nobody. That guy
Evans chased us all out Whereupon
the lips of Mr. Fleischman were clamped
tight again and the hermit of the bull
pen became more morose than ever. He
is doomed to sit in this spot like the
Lady Of Shalot until the end OF the cur
rent season, after which it is presumed
that he will again be permitted to hold
communion with his kind.
Bob Shawkey, Bob the Cob. worked
for the Yanks wearing conventional
undershirt instead of the famous aamins
shirt with which ne Is wont to dazzle
opposing batters. Evidently he held the
Red Sox clouters in such slight esteem
that he did not deem 1t necessary TO don
the red shirt for them.
shawkey soupbonc Kinked.
In the fourth inning shortly after the
non-combatant players had been herded
out to the hermt's pasture in the bull
pen the Yanks got something OF shock
when Shawkcy paused as he was about
10 heave one to Derrill Pratt. Mr.
Shawkey had sustained a sudden kink
proceeded 10 massage himself vigorously.
Miller Huggfps peered anxiously from
the dugout and Col. Tillinghast L'Hom.
medicu Huston uttered q moan OF an
guish. The whisper went through the
stands, Something is loose with Shaw
keys soupbone." Strong men paled and
bulletins were prepared to be sent to
the end OF the earth announcing the
fact that a permanent kink had de-
velopcd In the soupbone OF Mr.. Robert
Shawkey. But suddenly Mr.. Shawkey
waved his left arm reassuringiy. The
kink had gone from the soupbone and
all was well. A sigh OF relief stirred
the humid air. Mr. Shawkey's soupbone
will be ready for the crucialest OF the
crucial series at st. Louis,
Customers Are Scarce.
After the double header crowd OF the
previous day the customers yesterday
were comparatively scarce. Conse-
quently the Yanks who looked so sad
before the big crowd looked a trifie
more like pennant winners. especially
Jumping Joseph Dugan, who smaclsed
both Boston pitchers with vim and
vigor He greeted young Mr.. Fullerton
with Q smash into the left field bleach
ers for home run. Pipp also was
slugging. Also Mr.. Ruth, though he
did not pole out a home run. 1t must
be added more in anger than I'm sorrow,
however. that the fielding OF Mr.. Ruth
was as that OF corpulent COW trying
to run down a buttlefiy.
The troubles of John Picus Quinn. the
venerable Polish Hibernian. started in
the third inning with two out With
two out Dugan hoisted a Texas Leaguer
10 right for two bagger Mr.. Quinn
looked once at Ruth and purposely
nitched him four very wide ones. Pipp
singled to left scoring Dugan, and
Schang slashed two bagger along the
right foul line. bringing home Ruth and
Pipp.
The Red Sox got their first run in
the fourth inning when Shawkey's soup
bone started TO creak. Miller got a
single and with two out scored on a
two hagger to right center by Harris.
The Yanks accumulated two more I'm
the fifth. Dugan. continuing his batting
spree. singled and again Ruth got his
base on balls. Pipp. the driver scored
Dugan with n single and Ruth came
home on Schangs out. They will be
calling that veteran Yank first base
man Pipp the Pincher because the young
man is beginning TO sock them when
they are most needed.
DuGnn Chastixcs Fullerton.
Mr.. Fullerton came In 10 start the
seventh and was smacked for home
run by Dugan. which was hardly an
auspicious start Singles by Ruth and
P,pp and a sacrifice fly By Meusel
brought In another run. In the eighth
Scott got a two baggcr and took third
on Shawkey's sacrifice. Witt got a
base on balls and Dugan socked single
through the box scoring Scott. Ruth
beat hit to second and filled the bases.
This annoyed young Mr.. Fullerton. 30
that he passed Pipp the Pincher and