The Washington times., 1938-05-25

eN the Big Busi-
Buck" o'Neil ness Man
from the promotional genius of
the man with ideas. 1t is prac-
tically a true story.
The traffic streamed back to
Los Angeles from Santa Anita.
Coming to red light, the taxi
came to grinding, screeching
stop. silk Shirt" Harry Gray.
son and the Big Business Man
found themselves on the floor
IN a tangle of legs.
Its just like was saying"
declared Silk Shirt" with a
nonchalance that has made
him famous. "Y'oughta buy a
horse. Buy Stagehand. Every
things for sale.
The Zig Business man felt
himself gingerly and was re.
lieved to find that he hadn't
been hurt.
But I know nothing about
A4OI SCo, 44C OCI4luA leu.
We'll, then, buy a ball club.
Buy the st. Louis Browns.
They're for sale, or they oughta
be-" insisted silk Shirt"
Just a Breeze
''It will be a breeze" flowed
on the fast-talking Grayson.
'WeIl get a 100.year lease on
sportsman's Park in st. Louis.
The Cardinals will be your ten
ants. Huh, Hickey will love
that. You get your dough back
on that. Well buy players.
Gomez from the Yankees;
Harder from Cleveland, maybe
Grove from Boston. Build up
the team and win that pennant.
But perhaps those other
gentlemen will not sell those
players" argued the business
man.
There's RADIO" said Gray.
son ignoring the well-founded
objection. How would it be to
tell the world Gomez of the
Browns strikes out Di Maggie
Blanks products strike
out all opposition. Buy Blanks
and win your pennant.'
Maybe you've got something,
admitted the Business Man.
"How much would it take to
swing the deal?"
Give me a check for $780,
O00," replied Grayson, "and I'll
deliver the Browns.
It'll think about it. Sounds
all right" came the reply.
Slight Oversight
There were sounds Of revelry
by early evening in downtown
Los Angeles.
Meet the new owner of the
st. Louis Browns" said Grayson
to the crowd. Mr.. Grayson had
neglected to let the owners OF
the Browns in on his secret, but
Mr.. Grayson ever was man OF
Temperament and eccentricit1es.
Congratulations" was the
composite reply. Hope yer win
the pennant."
II must leave for Seattle on
the next plane" said the Big
Business Man. "I'n leave
check for you, and you go ahead
with the deal if you can.
"All right" replied Silk Shirt
''let's you and me go to my room
for one private bottle Of cham
payne.
It was here that fate in the
person of Tom Laird, Of San
Francisco, enters the scene:
It seems that Mr.. Laird had
beaten the crowd back from
the track and had some ideas
to exchange with the inimitable
"Silk Shirt" SO without cere'
mony he called for the key at
the desk and made himself at
home.
BasebalPs Red Sea
"Howya, Tommy" greeted
"silk Shirt" Meet MIR. Blank"
The men admitted that this
really was one Of life's great
moments.
"Mr. Blank has just made a
deal to buy the st. Louis
Browns" said Mr.. Grayson.
"Yes," admitted Mr.. Blank.
"I've always been interested IN
sports. Mr.. Grayson tells me
that I can buy the Browns, ana
purchase players to build them
up. Grove from Boston, Gomez
from New York, Harder from
Cleveland. Then, we will develop
others and in a few years we
will have a pennant winner.
Mr.. Laird remained silent for
a minute. He looked wonder
ingly at Mr.. GraySon.
80 you're going to buy the
st. Louis Browns, are you?"
he asked coldly.
"Yes, that is our plan" re-
piled Mr.. Blank.
"Hmmm, is that so? Well,
there are a few things you
ought to know. They call that
bali park the Red Sea of base
ball. They're deep enough in
the red to float a battleship.
They can't get the watchman
to look at the games.
mister" said Tommy Laird