Atlanta tri-weekly journal. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1920-19??, 1924-10-14

d-UnC OUT Wnen NlHIlIhS run was
scored.
z-Batted FOR Marberry in eighth.
zz-Ran for Tate i'll eighth.
zzz-Batted for Taylor in eighth.
Two-base hits: LindstrOm, Leibold,
Goslin, Ruel, McNeeIy. Three-base
hits: Frisch. Home run; Harris.
Stolen base: Young. Sacrifices: Meu-
sci, Lindstrom. Double plays: Kelly
to jackson; jackson to Frisch TO
Kelly; johnson to Bluege to Judge.
Left Oh bases: New York, Ia; Wash
ingtOn, 8. Bases on balls: Off Og-
den, F'risch); MOgridge, l Noung);
Marberry, 1 (Young); Bentley, l
(Judge); Barnes, / CTate); johnson, 3
young, p, Wilson,. Struck out: BY
Ogden, / HindstrOm): MOeridge, 3
young, Barnes, Terry; Marberry, 5
Barnes, Lindstrom, Wilson,; Nc
QuiIIan, 1 (McNeely); Barnes, 6 Ciar-
ris, GosIin, Taylor, 2. MOgridge, Nc
Neely); johnson, kelly, p, Jack
son, Wilson, Frisch). Hits: Off Og-
den, none in one-third inning; Mog-
ridge, 4 in 2-3 none out in 9TH; off
Marberry, in 3; off Johnson, i'll 4;
off Barnes, s in 2-3 innings; Off
Nehf, 1 in twO-third inning lone out
in 9TH; off McQuilIan, none in 1-3;
off Bentley, in 1 2-3 lone out i'll
18TH. Winning pitcher: Johnson.
Losing pitcher: Bentley. Umpires:
Dineen lat plate), KLEIN lat third,
Connolly lat third. Quigley tat firs0.
BY GRANTLAND RICE
BALL PARK, Washington, D. c.,
ct. 11.-Destiny, waiting for the
final curtain, stepped from the wings
Friday and handed the king his
crown.
In the last and most dramatic
moment from baseball's sixty years
of history the wall-eyed goddess
known as Fate decided that old Bar
new had waited long enough for his
diadem of gold and glory. SO, after
waiting eighteen years, Walter john
son found at last the pot of shining
gold that waits at the rainboW's
end.
For it was Johnson at last, the
old Johnson brought back from other
years with his blazing fast ball sing
ing across the plate for the last four
rounds, that stopped the Giant at
tack from the ninth inning through
the twelfth and gave Washington S
fighting ball club its world series
victory by the score of 4 to 3.
Washington won just at the edge
Of darkness and it was Johnson 5
great right arm that turned the
trick. AS McNeely singled and Ruel
gallOpeG over the plate with the win
ming run in the last of the twelfth,
thirty thousand people rushed upon
the field with a roar of triumph
never known before, and for over
thirty minutes, packed in one vast,
serried mass around the bench, they
paid Johnson and his mates a tribute
that no one present will ever forget.
1t was something beyond all belief,
beyond all Imagination. There was
never a ball game like this before,
never a game with as many thrills
and heart throbs strung together in
the making of drama that came tear
ing away the soul to leave it limp
and sagging, drawn and twisted out
of shape.
Rallied Out of Defeat
Washington, facing the last of the
eighth inning, was a beaten team
with the dream about closed out.
And then, like a heavy blast from
I hidden explosives, a rally started
that tied the score, the two most i'm
portant tallies of baseball tore sweep
ing over the plate as Buck Harris
infield blow skirted the ground and
suddenly leapcd upward over Lind
strOm's glove.
1t was this single from the great
young leader that gave Johnson his
third and final chance. For, as the
Giants came to bat IN the ninth with
the score knotted at and 3, here
came once more the old familiar fig
ure, slouching a SIS the in'ield sod
to his ancient home in the box. Here
once more, was the mighty moment,
and as $4,000 food and cheered,
roared and raVed, Johnson began to
set the old time fast one singing on
its way. With only one out in the