The Washington times., 1934-10-09
It's More a World War
Than a Worlds Series
That Hospital List.

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be heard around the world
against a decision by Umpire
Brick" Owens on Cochrane at
third base. They had photo
graphs to prove that they were
right, too. Which is nice. The
pictures will be good to look at
on long winter evenings at home.
It must be obvious now how
Owens came by the nickname
Brick" Somebody is always
throwing one at him. And then,
just to increase the general hi
larity and add his mite to the
Slambang tone of this affair,
poor Owens had to get knocked
unconscious in a taxi-cab acct
dent on his way home from the
park.
Only a Reporter
Now please don't ask me how
anybody finds out when an UNI.
pire is knocked unconscious.
I'm only a reporter.
AS far as Bud Delaney, the
Cardinal catcher, and two or
three other players were con-
cerned, however, Owens loss Of
consciousness came too late.
"Brick" already had turned his
report on the Delaney incident
in to Lands, recommending a
5000 fine. But it turns out that
Bud was not the only culprit.
Owens and Beans" Reardon,
between 'em, had booked more
cases for the judge than a
constable who is collaring
"speeders" in small town that
needs the money. The list of
these malefactors was long and
the umpires' hearts were hard,
according to the best available
information.
If he needs the pleas of the
arbiters, Judge Lands will be
handing down "thirty-days or
thirty dollars" for weeks after
the series is over.
One of the "baddest" boys on
Reardon's black list was Gerald
(Rudy Vallee) Walker, who was
jockeying the Cards through
megaphone on Sunday. Beans"
didn't care so much what
Walker said to Frisch's iron
workers so long as the crowd
didn't hear it. It was what he
said to him later that he
thought was unkind.
And You, Too, Jess?
Indeed, it seems to have been
so distinctly unkind that old
Jess Haines, overhearing it,
wanted to put the slug on Ger
aid (Rudy Vallee) Walker.
Imagine old Jess wanting to
slug anybody, and him with one
foot in the grave and the other
in the bull pen.
But I tell you again that's
the sort of series this is. A Sc
ries in which they've got even
old Jesse James wanting to get
on his horse and gallop out to
war. Joyner' 30 10" White
has yet to come into any base
without trying to kick the ball
out of somebody's hands-and,
generally, successfully.
And yet Joyner is just
sissy compared to Martin, Med
wick and some of those hairy.
armed Cardinals. Those birds
just run right through defen-
sive players as though they
weren't there. What a pity Lou
Little can't have 'em in his back
field to get along with Barabas.
And, by the way. how did my
boy, AL. go against those Yales
the other afternoon? Is he a
mudder or isn't he?
Getting back to the jockeying
that has been going on from
the bench in the series. it seems
to me the Cardinals hit on the
funniest note yesterday when
every time Rowe got into trouble
they started yelling at him;
"HOw'm I dOing?"
Cruel Razzing
That's schoolboy'S famous
query, you know. And then
Dizzy and his gang switched to
asking what Edna was going to
think about his getting beat.
Edna is Schoolboy's fiancee and
since she was sitting just over
the top of the Cards dugout, it
seemed a tough bit of razzing.
"What'Il Edna think of this?"
moaned Dizzy through cuppet
hands as the young Dean go
Rowe for the final out.
After all, is nothing sacred