The Waterbury Democrat., 1934-10-10
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BY HENRY McLEMoRE,

United Press Staff COrrespOndent)
 Detroit, Oct 10.-(UP)-When the time comes to make up the 1885 St Louis Cardinals uniforms, owner Sam Breadon should tell the tailor to forget about that chirping red bird sitting on base ball bat adorning the bosoms of the Cards, and substitute a thor oughbred game cock. 1.
 And I mean mean looking game cock--a fighting fool with wicked spurs, hate in his eyes, and a strut that says make a pass, you fine beauty, and watch your self roll over."
 All Game Cocks
 Yes, game cock in the proper emblem for that bunch of strong hearts that yesterday won the basc- ball championship of the world. For a game cock was born to fight born to fight until his heart was gone. Furthermore, a game cock is at his best when you figure he's at his worst. In short, and to mix metaphors in a merry manner, a game cock can get off that floor.
 That's what the Cards did--get off that floor. Not once, this year, but dozen times. They looked licked beyond redemption, but at the finish they were there to col- lect the winners end of the dough.
 They say the Deans-Dizzy and Daffy--won the National pennant and the World Series for the Et Looeys. Certainly, they did their part and more, but not even the Deans, magicians that they are out there on the hill, completely over shadow those other stouthearted gents-Medwick, the Pepper man, Delancey, Frisch and all the rest. For they are guys who, when the payoff sign is up, can play any thing for my money-baseball, lacrosse, making fudge, marbles, or throwing fists and spikes in a dark cellar with all the doors locked. The Deans are included, too, Dizzy especially, for try and name another pitcher who could get skulled by a ball on Saturday pitch on Sunday. Take one days rest, and then bowl a World Series shutout on Tuesday. If that isn't a record, 1t ought to be. And il you had seen brother Paul in that all-or-nothing-game of Monday, you would have known it's pure ice-water, and nothing else, that runs through his veins.
 Cards Are Fighters
 The Cards are all tough. They're fighters. They have to fight eyen if It's among themselves. It was this inter-fraternity scrapping, SC to speak. that necessitated that uH. believabie drive down the stretch in the National league. And they didn't stop slugging one another until one September day when, af' ter they had blown another bal game, Lippy Leo Durocher climbed up on a chair in the clubhouse and, using language ball players understand, asked chem why the, didn't end until the flag was theirs work on the other teams.
 Wed win this damn pennan' and the World Series if you wouid,' Lippy concluded.
 The Cards took the advice, prob ably because there were more o the other guys which would enable them to get more fights. onc' they started swinging on the on position they started . climb tha didn't end until the fla was theirs
 Tho last two games of the Work Series proved how those CardI could icvei. Trailing 2-3. aii the, had to do in the sixth game C keop aIivo was to beat School boy Rowe. They did.
 And yesterday--well. they wen out thero and made tho Tigers al Yes slr. sf yes'rs in q aam'