The Daily Alaska empire., 1938-06-10
MAMA'S DAY
 AT BALL PARK
 TOUCH ON DAD
He Feasts on Sliced Ham and Cheese When She
 Sees Free Game
By BILL BONI

NEW YORK. June 10.-A lot of cold suppers are being served in Manhattan and the Bronx these Fri day nights. For Friday is Ladies Day at the Polo Grounds, and when it's Ladies Day at the ball park, it's delicatessen night at home.
 New York's contingent of fem mine fans is not composed of dilet- tantes of baseball. The women take their games seriously, as witness the fact that, even in threatening wea- ther, they frequently out-number the male customers at the Giants home grounds by almost two to one.
 With nothing deeper than an alto among 'em, the ladies, God bless 'en, can't produce the vocal volume supplied by their better halves. But what they lack in depth of tone they make up in shrillness and a constant state of excitement that borders on hysteria.
 Like Bird-HGuse At Zoo
 A good, swinging strike into which Messrs. Melton, Hubbell, Schumacher ct al, not infrequently force the enemy-always is worth collection of squeals An ordi- nary infield out, which makes man no more than iot the vital sta tistics on his score-card, produces 8 barrage of screams. And any kind of hit, but particularly a Giant hit, is apt to fill the park with a chorus of slrieks that makes it sound like the bird house at the zoo.
 The ladies, however. are more impartial in their applause than the men they leave behind 'em every Friday afternoon. If a Giant batter, say Wally Berger throws the enemy pitcher off his stride by stepping out of the batters' box just as the pitcher is about to make his long delayed delivery, the ladies laugh appreciatively. But if the pitcher gets his revenge a moment later by flaming Berger, their appreciation is equally loud and sincere.
 Scorekeepers, Too
 Nor do the ladies just sit there watching the game They keep boz scores, and keep them accurately. Most of them buy the nickel score cards. But one young lady. just the other day, was scoring the game on self made score card she'd ruled off in a stenographer's notebook.
 Their comments may be copied from their husbands, sons and brothers, but they don't lack in authoritatiyeness.
 Just because she's a lady isn't going to prevent your neigl1bor from screeching in the general di- rection of Boss Bill Terry, "Whyn't va get a second baseman?" if Lou Chiozza or Mickey Haslin should drop a peg from Catcher Harry Danning.
 lllt ldOlSS, oOiitC Ol tllCiAti SoiiiS to the games with escorts who eX- plain the finer points. But most of them come unescorted, either singly or in little sewing-circl groups.
 Two Seats Per Each
 They make themselves much more at home than the males. Where a man is content to occupy che seat, a lady will sit in one and park her handbag and other eff fects in another Lots of them, too, bring Sis and Junior, which makes everything very much like home, since Sis and Junior have to be told constantly to Stop climbing on that railing" or No, dear, you can't have another hot dog :. it'll make you sick, right on top of that soda pop'
 And if Hubby, of Friday night, complains that supper isn't ready when he gets home, the ladies now can turn the tables by saying, I'm so sorry. darling, but the game went 10 innings and I just had to stay to see that handsome Hal Schumacher win. You see, there were two out in the last half of the ninth and Bartell was on second
 And so on, far into the night.