The Washington times., 1925-07-24


Of possible disintegration at mo-
ment's notice. Fred Marberry, sure
poison to the Yanks, had relieved
the swaying, staggering Tom Zach
airy in the sixth and turned back
the enemy In order.
Pipe the bloke in the box at the
right side of the SCREEN" chirped
Joe Judge to Bucky Harris as the
Yankees came to bat.
'Who do you mean, the bird
with the white beard?" replied
Buclxy.
"No, no, that good.IOOIxing guy
with his straw hat off. See, he's
waving it at you," said Joe.
Wow, it's all off," growIed
Bucky. That's Marshall. Don't
let Fred know it"
whats that?" said Marberry.
you can't fool me. I saw him come
IN five minutes ago. Pray for me,
help, 1 need it now. That's George
Marshall sure as shooting"
Then it began. Ward walked.
Ruth walked. Meusel stopped a
wild pitch with his forearm. The
Jl1IA was WOEhlHSs
Hear the news?" shouted Earl
McNeely across the field to Goose
GosIin." George Marshall's in the
him.
What are you telling me for,
want to ruin me?" roared Goslin
just as Gehrig pushed up pop
fly close the foul line in left and
Inyof1 0n1f foxx1ov ri fLn
the Goose tore over to nail that fly.
Did he get it? That's a good
one. Now tell another. Just as he
was about to snag that onion, he
saw the fence and the boxes and
pulled up.
The ball dropped I'm fair territory
by foot or so and to the terrible
disgust of every WashingtOnian,
hoped right merrily over into
the boxes. They call that q homo
run over here and the scorers
counted up four runs for the
Yankees then and there.
Didn't I tell you you'd ruin me?"
howled Goslin across the field 10
Earl McNeely."
Gee, look at this" yelled Mae
and he chased in to grab Dugan's
bingle.
wow, it's after me too called
out Rice as he seized Benny Ben
coughs bounding bingle.
Grab 'em like that" chimed in
Bucky Harris, taking .Johnson's
hopper and forcing Bengough.
TRY and do it on this" replied
Rice, chasing after Shawkey's single
that scored Dugan.
Here's the end o that Jinx," said
Scott, swapping Combs grounder
to Harris, forcing Shawkey.
Yes, / should say So" answered
Harris as he tossed the ball over
Judges head, letting johnson tally
the sixth run Of the frame.
well, / did my best" chimed
In Judge as he corraled the pill and
threw out Combs trying to reach
second base, "but how can this
team play winning ball with George
Marshall in the stand? ask you"
Nobody knows exactly when
Marshall entered the box to the
right Of the screen. It may have
been in the third when the Yanks
punched four hits for three runs off
the grim-faced Zachary. It may not
have been until the fifth when
Gehrig waited a homer into the
distant right field stand, scoring
Meusel ahead of him, but every
body knows he was there during
that terrible seventh frame when
the Yankees leaped upon the body
Of Fred Marberry and did him dirt.
Marshall sat as quietly ms pos
sible, that u.s.. he Ieaped and
Jumped all around that box. He
had friend from Philadelphia
with him and they cOmmuned
with one another during that
terrible frame. George broke his
straw hat. TheOther guy came
close to equaling the performance.
III he had worn brown derby,
that Philadelphia could not have
been in worse company.
Nothing Is known here today of
Marshall. Steamers leave for Eu-
rope and South America daily. He
may have caught one. Nobody
knows. Nobody cares. Everybody
hopes something like that has hap
pened. If he shows up tomorrow
at the Yankee Stadium. Bucky Har-
ris promises to halt the game UNI
til he Is escorted to the nearest
exit.
Three times is too much" says
Bucky Harris" Georges jinx aver
age is now 1000, three wins in
three starts. We can't fight the
league and him, too. He's got to
stay away from this club, that's
all there's to it,"
AT that, Zachary did not look
so much. In five frames he gave
the Yanks nine hits and five runs.
To be sure, the Griffs knocked Ur-
ban Shocker off the slab in the
third, but Bob Shawkey tanned
them until the ninth when nothing
mattered much, anyway.
Where the jinx got in it's real
work was against the usually
steady Marberry in the seventh.
Fred was wild as a March hare the
moment he lamped Marshall in
that box, and Gregg had to relieve
him to finish the inning. Curly
Ogden threw few in the eighth
for his days work.
The truth of 1t is that the champs
looked like chumps in that seventh,
but they have their alibi. His name
is George Marshall, of Washington.
A Georgetown Man