New-York tribune., 1922-10-08

the Giants have no advantage over our
team except the first three games.
When they make 1T four III be ready
TO tax ~Hapromise, but not one mo-
ment before.
If The Man in the Iron Hat" could
instII! bit of that spirit into the hap
less hugmen he might prolong the
agony bit, but the way the series is
headed this moment it looks as if to-
day would see the finish of the festiv-
ity. AS usual, the American Leaguers
Will start as favorites, with Joe Bush
on the mound, and if the preceding
schedule is followed out, the jolly
Giants will bowl the Yankees over,
unless the Yanks beat them to it and
bowl themselves over.
Strong Flavor of McGraw
Strong favorites on the pre-series
dope, the American Leaguers have
heen outqitched, outhjt, out-elded, out
Iun and out generated. There is a
whole ,mph FOR the snort end Of
the batting. The GitGe NAPOLEON
seems to be reaay 70 stri6e the final
blow to-day, the coup dc grace" that
VIII stretch the Yankee corpse on It's
bier. The Hugmen are playing bass as
II they thought they could beat the
Giants at golf. Perhaps they can. That
is only one of the things that failed
to interest the soaking spectators who
sat through two hours of baseball and
moisture yesterday.
Those Giant rooters who sat out in
the bleachers with newspapers and
every other available protection
clamped over their devoted heads
thought that the "doggone drenchjng"
was almost worth while. After the
Ianks had pounded Red Mac" for g.
pair of talljes in the opening stanza,
only the old Guard" never wayered
in its faith in John Joseph McGraw.
wait and see,' the Giant supporters
urged. This guy Mays will be eatin'
mud before the games over This
bunch of prima donnas will never lick
our team"
There must be something in that
touching confidence after all. The
; frequency with which the Giants have
beaten the Yankees since the second
game Of last years worlds series is
most NOR otonous and almost mechani-
cal: Bal players used to say that Art
Nehf had the Pirates beaten as soon
as he tossed his glove into the frav.
NOW 1t appears that John McGraw can
Wallop the Yankees just by sitting in
the dugout in blue serge suit. The
American League supporters wouldn't
admit that McGraw had ANYTHING else
when he started the series, and thew
might as well cling to their opinions.
though 1t is seldom cheering in the
hour of defeat to think that YOU have
been flattened by thrd-rater.
Cf,rfs
The most disagreeabe feature Of the
whole afternoon was that the game
didn't start until until about an hour
after the rain began to descend The
skies continued to weep" on the sad
spectacle of the Yankee defeat through
out the contest, and take it from the
bedraggled bleacherites, it was "rain-
ing rain" all the time except those odd
moments when it was pouring pud-
dies. Considering the heavy going, the
assembled athletes put up a great
game in the mud, always excepting the
baserunning of the Hugmen. "It's
base" said Joe Kelley, the Yankee
scout as he wa .ched the proceedings,
but is it running? If that's the way
to win ball game, then I'm a promis-
ing young florist"
Both contending forces put on sur
prise attacks, the Yanks in the first in
ming, and the Giants in the fifth. The
surprise party given by the Clan Nc
Graw was slightly more successful
The Giant leader decided that Hugh
McQuillan could shove the enemy once
again into the slough of defeat, and he
so informed "Red Mac" himself
Hughey was sure of it when McGraw
mentioned it to him, but few minutes
later he began to have his doubts.
What made him a bit dubious was
the raucous derision with which the
Hugmen greeted him. What? You
beat US? Some time, somewhere, per-
haps, maybe-but not to-day" they
shouted gleefully as they applied the
walloping willow to his choicest slants
in the opening stanza. On the second
ball pitched Whitley Witt, the agile
Albino, slapped a soaring single to
center. Jumping Joey Dugan poked
one to left. The gentleman at the bat
was Signor G. Herman Ruth, masto-
don;c creature imported at great ex-
pense for just such moments as this.
In view Of the many occasions during
this present worlds series on which
the Behemoth of Bust has justified the
second part of his title rather than the
first, it should be herewith acknow-
lodged that the Bambino certainly
socked the ball with the last ounce Of
strength in his ponderous frame.
Goodbye Forever" saig the ball as 1t
disappeared in the mist. headed in the
general direction OF the centcsfeld
bleachers.
Credit to Casey Stengel
Right at this point it would be well
to give Casey Stengel the credit that
is due him for a large share in win
ming the game. Casey played left end
on the dugout bench. He has been
holding charley horse for two days
now, and it prevents him from playing
centerfeld. 1t seems an unmanneriy
statement to make, but Casey helped
him team greatly by keeping out of
the game, for in his place roamed Wild
Willie Cunningham, the Seattle sea
serpent.
Wild Willie is rover by nature. He
came all the way from Seattle to play
ball here, and he nearly had to go to
London 20 catch Babe Ruth's towering
crash. As soon az Cunningham heard
the Bambino's willow wand smite tho
pellet, he knew that he was about to
start on a long journey. Backward,
run backward, oh, Bill, in thy flight,
chanted the Giant rooters. 1t seemed
as If he never would stop running. Just
as he reached the centerfeld barrier
he whirled around, caught the ball "a
it descended through the murky mist,