Imperial Valley press., 1934-10-04
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BY HENRY McLEMORE
nited Press staff Correspondent


DETROIT. Oct. Awhile every
body was looking around today for
an explanation, other than the
dizziness frereS," for why the Car
dinals look like the gods in this
world series, I think that perhaps
1 stumbled on a clue to the answer
in the cocktail list of the Hotel Fort
Shelby.
In a laudable burst of civic spirit
the Hotel Fort Shelby, when the
Tigers won the pennant, discarded
its cocktail list with the old famil-
lar names of Bronx, Manhattan,
sideear and stinger, in favor of an
alcoholic lineup named after the
members of the Detroit team.
There is the "Hanky Pank, ;"
named after Henry Greenberg, slug
ging first baseman, and calling for
gin. vermouth and orangeflower.
There's "Eldon favorite," christened
fer pitcher Eldon Auker, which in.
cludes gin, orange juice, pineapple
iuice. and the white of an egg.
Immortalizing Outfielder Fox is
the Fox Trot," a concoction of Ba-
cardi, raspberry syrup, curacao,
orange bitters and lime. And guar
anteeing Mickey Cochrane a place
in posterity's batting order is the
"old master" a blend of Bacardi,
grapefruit juice, and apricot bran
dy.
No tavern was disloyal enough to
rig up st. Louis cocktail list, but
if they had-and heres the clue
mentioned in the first paragraph
you wouldn't find such Lord Faunt-
leroy. Alice Blue Gown items as egg
whites, raspberry syrup, and orange
flower. For the Cardinals amt like
that. For the most part-and I min
eled with 'em before the game yes
terday-the Cardinals are tough,
hairy, knotty muscled gents, who
give you the feeling that if anybody
tried blocking EN- at second base,
they'd let the offender have a full
set of spikes, and all the solid
pounds of beef on their frames.
Take Pepper Martin, for example.
Or Joe Medwtck. Or frankie Frisch.
Can you imagine cocktail named
after Pepper, the Wild Horse OF
the Osage?" A cocktail with rasp-
berry syrup in it? He'll, one look at
Pepper in his working clothes and
bartender told to mix an appropri-
ate cocktail, would pour in an equal
mixture OF squirrel whisky and
sheep dip, and dress it up with a
dash of steel wool. For Medwick,
he'd leave off the steel wool but
drop in a mothball.
And for the Dean boys-Well, one
part of dissolved shotgun stocks,
| two parts tannic acid dash OF
Rough Rats, all garnished with
octopus tentacles would be some
thing like it.
The Cards, as 1 said, are a tough,
ornery, swash- buckling bunch OF
guys. who are taking this series in
stride. An hour before the game yes
terday. they were kidding, playing
and rough housing in and out their
dugout like the opener was just an
ether game in Cincinnati. Martin
and Medwick and Orsatti amused
themselves, and the crowd, with an
exhibition of trick ball handling;
Dazzy Vance walked about making
wisecracks about slipping into a
world series at last, and how he was
! taking pictures OF the thing, SO his
homefolks down in the backwoods
of Florida would believe 1t; FrlScn
was as easy to talk to and joke with
as he is in spring training the
Deans leaned over the dugout roof
and bantered with the Detroit fans.
On the other side of the field, un-
der the Detroit shelter, it was diff
ferent. Cochrane, usually the most
affable guy in the world, was tense
as a prizefighter just before the bell
So were all his players. There was
no Joking or playing. Just a sort OF
| hushed death watch on the bench,
with everybody talking in hushed
tones. In short, the boys had the
old shakeroos.