Evening star., 1938-09-04

OF the center stand carrying sometime.
I mad no binoculars and from where
I was over in VauXhall it might have
been a bomb. 1t was tray Of hot
chocolate, with napkin for each in
dlvidual. So We tried to remain calm
while the players took their chocolate.
This fellow Hutton is past $50 now
and is going after 800
Lets give him rousing cheer H.
he makes 500,' suggests a reckless
| enthusiast at my elbow.
Some Of the elder statesmen nearby.
| looked up through their valrus mus
taches as though it were definitely
rotten form to yell and have fun in
the bleachers under any circumstances
New bowlers came in, with varied
gallops and deliveries, but Hutton
stayed on, stopping the ball when he
wished to and slamming it out con-
sistently
Tea was announced at 4:20.
The players abandoned the wicket
eagerly and the pop merchants and
the hamburget boys picked their vsv
among the packed crowds. only there
wasn't a decent bottle of iced pop or
real hot dog in the outfit.
The conversation was all on Hutton
and what was the record anywavo
Had anybody ever batted for an entire
week? Had anybody ever heard of
cricketeer growing a full beard while
batting?
This same Hammond. who Is cap
tain OF the British team and a gentle
man for the first year, scored 240 last
year at Nottingham.
Hammond did 1886 not out against
New Zealand in 1888. If this Young
bloke Hutton from Pudsey, a 22-year-
old kid, could beat that record, he
could have anything in London. He
could make more dough than Walter
Hagen has coined out of golf.
Bradman Breaks a Leg,
When the biscuits were washed
down with the last spot of tea. play
was resumed and every one pulled for
Hutton. Rain threatened and the
clock dragged on towards 6 O'Clock.
Spectators in the far stands couldn't
see the red ball, But they could see
the white streak Of the bat, They
could see Hutton running from stump
to stump and they could feel the
counters on the score boards crawling
towards 300 Actually there was an
element of excitement in the air when
he ran over 200 On every tally there
after the hubbub increased. Shut
your eyes and imagine there are two
out in the ninth and the batter has
two strikes on him. Or a pitcher has
gone eight innings without giving a
hit.
With the last swing of the dav Hut
ton scored his 3o0th run. There was
real round of hurrahs. fierce hand
clapping and some reckless throwing
OF caps into the air. Such conduct
may be deplored and denied officially
tomorrow, but it actually was done
last night
(x) Hutton broke all records at
noon on the third days batting He
was out finally after lunch with 3s4
runs. For cricket, there really was
an amazing demonstration. Lemon
squash was brought out for the play
ers and after some real pseudo-Ameri-
can yelling, fair-sized section Of
the crowd Joined in singing For He's
a Jolly Good Fellow"
(xx) Don Bradman, while bowling.
broke leg bone and had to be car
rled from the field. The great Aus.
trallan definitely is out of the match,
which Is worse than Carl Hubbelrs
loss to the Giants at this stage Of
the pennant race. As a gesture of
good craftsmanship. England declared
when poor Bradman had his bad luck.
England's score: 903 for seven wickets.
'(xxx) At the end Of the fourth day
the match ended. England won BY
the unprecedented score of an inning
and o79 runs. Beset by bad luck in
injuries, Australia virtually quit.
And so England went back to work
and WOrryinp about C1ecbocloy,L;o