Evening star., 1932-09-21
BY TOM DOERER-
HIS is the succatash season

in sports.
1t would probably be more
expressive to call it the
Mulligan stew period of athletics,
figuring that a hobo's Mulligan
contains everything, including an
old shoe and a few hat hands to
add to its sustaining qualities, if
not its appearance and taste.
In the sports stew the old shoe
is the threatened fusing of the
two divided factions Of wreStle
into one great happy family in
stead of a two-part great scrappy
family of grumblers.
As a treat for your year of fasting on
punk matches, the happy family will
now put on in Philadelphia battle be-
ton. and Herr Dokter Richard Shikat.
at the moment the head bone bender
for the faction that's been suffering
from rusty turnstiles.
This match between Dick and Jim
has not been announced, but tell the
children tonight that it will be soon.
And with Dick. and Ray Ahiani. the
f1ddling promoter of Camden and Phila-
delphia, coming back to the White
Londos Turner ensemblage, washington
fans will get to see few old faces back
under Joe's banner.
But, between you and me. there never
was any real i'll feeling between the two
factions. There might have been a
camoufiaged little trade war under way
with the undercover scheme to kick a
few ofi1ce men out OF the clique. But,
gentlemen, no war
DUT the meat in this sports melange
- is foot ball, base ball and racing,
all coming to q sweet turn at the
moment. Within a few days the grid
fans will be sitting up nights to figure
winners, the world series possibilities will
keep the diamond followers up the rest
of the time, and racing fans will run
around in circles. .
Washington, for instance, meets
Philadelphia here Sunday in a game
that might mean something more than
gate receipts. Much of what it is go
Ing to mean will depend on what the
Senators do this afternoon to the Sox
and what the men of Mack do not do
to their opponents at the same time.
Uncle Griff's club has been annoying
me terribly this Summer. 1t has been
going up and coming down for no rea-
sons whatever. Just when I'm telling
the girl friend that it's the blue-eyed
baby of the league it takes toboggan
down among the sweet peas.
And when I am about to go out to
see Uncle Clark for a good cry on the
teams meanderings from the path it
should pursue, up they go to battle some
one for higher place.
A month sso 1t appeared to be moth
ing better tfl&n fourth-place position.
Today the boys want second money, and
at the start of the 5VlDen they asked
for first or nothing.
But there's this: In the Messrs. Gin'ril
Alvin Crowder and Monte Weaver Wal
| ter johnson has pair of pitchers who
would have taken most clubs to the top
of the hill, ii those outfits gave the
boys a little timely hitting, better
fighting spirit and little more all
around general desire to take advantage
Of everything on that playing field.
DOTH Griff and johnson have con-
I'D tended that the Senators were the
best balanced ball club in the loop.
But I'm figuring that If they were the
top of the heap would be theirs. Which
7! it isn't despite the showing Of Crowder
and Weaver, both over 20-game win
ners. and will not be until there Is a
long distance punch in the batting
| order.
Peek at the one-run losses sustained
by the Mats this year, take peak at
the men left on the sacks and then
you will see what dampened the fine
! twirling of Crowder and Weaver.
| But I'm not taking a whack at
Uncle's team. No, sir. In fact, I'm
likely to get q letter from Maggie" "
who signs her name Rose or Ethel
or on other occasions, Gertrude" She
always tells me that the next time I
write Q letter in which I do not say