The Phoenix index., 1942-08-22
SP PORTS SLANTS
By Lucius MELANCHOLY Jones
Sports Editor Joe BOStic OF Peoples
Voice Admits He Was Wrong; Unlike
Paige, Josh Gibson Lets Bat Do Talking


baseball ndustry-and then became as strangely silent all
again, he had been when favorable angles the
ntegraOn bid breaking the form of AS
sociated Press releases over his busy sports desk
After that mighty but unwilling blast of Friday August
T. Mr.. Troy behaved not very unlike the prOverba Arab
because in truth, he really did "fod his enand quietly
steal away
But Sports Editor Joe Bostc of PEOPLES VOICE.
widely circulated Harlem tabloid weekly, who also
fayed by this column for his faacos stand the Negro
negration question: strongly and admits he
all Let the reforming Mr. Bostc tell of his great
repentance in his words:
81 accused of being stooge for the Negro baseball
interests because happen to have the pttance paying job
Yankee stadium Wrong again. If you don't
think ask the league what think of the
they're runningor permitting others to runtheir league
It's secret because them holy hell at the Baltimore
cOnfab last winter.
unfortunately, my position the last point became
untenable when Larry McPha went to bat with statement
anent his phOny the welfare of Negro base
ball. his alleged interest strictly bologna and weak
You imagine guy who's accused of welchng
be refusing to give the ushers Ebbes Field decent
break and other selfish maneuvers worrying
eses welfare can't you? So rather than tolerate the COM
of such obvious false alarm herewith abandon
point that Negro ball would suffer-" .. "a
One may readily infer that Mr. Bostics "ence-straddng
tactics in the first place out of the fact that he gets
modest piece Of dough from the Barrow setup Yankee
Stadium announcer
That's the kind of stuff pulled the entire
by Leroy (atche Paige whO because he makes alleged
$4,000 of freelancing in Negro baseball selfish
y charges that ntegraon of other cOlored stars in the
major league industry would bring the utter ruin of Negro
league ball
Paige should have spoken for himself alone stating
merely that because he is satisfied with his present income
from Negro baseball he personally would not be interested
in ntegraton in the majors unless big league club
willing to match his freeance possibilities That would
have saved his face.
But in typical gulble fashion that characterzes most
guys long accustomed to talking out of turn saee Paige
talked himself into position of dsdan with 100000 Ne
grOes.
Josh Gibson is distinct opposite although he great
in his sphere hitter Paige is in The Sachels
pitcher Gibson chooses the much wiser The big
quiet easgong 225pound catcher lets his bat do his talk
ing. And how authortatively it speaks
Zach Hubert special friend this column, writes
letter that is not too personal to reproduce in part making
fine plea for recognition for young writing diamondn
thorough by the name of Raymond T. Burord The letter.
Dear Lucius:
hope that you haven't forgotten about me since I've
been away long 1t doesn't that it has been three
and half years since moved among you people have
missed all of you very much
Though you may not know it, l receive the Atlanta
Daily WORLD regularly through personal friend l get
much pleasure reading adventures in the sports world
look forward to each paper almost breathlessly.
The main for this letter, however tell of
young man have discovered here To (athough I'm
no authority critc) he seems to talent for writ
ing So am sending you, enclosed copy of a poem by
him for your appraisal"
And token of appreciation to Zach per-
sona interest and vote of young Bur-
ford the column reproduces the submitted poem:
THE BLACK WARRIOR
had a dream last night.
In it many boys saw.
They their way to fight
In lands both and far
But they left behind
Cherished thoughts in mind
Of joys had another day.
Yet not one tear
Was shed in fear,
For that's not the American way.
The Black Warrior is manly chap
AS brave and true any.
He his way to sock the jap
To rain bombs upon Germany.
In his plane he would soar
Then dive with mighty
Until flat the enemy lay dying.
All he was heard to say
After performing this heroic way
Was, "FOk, keep em flyng!"
Thousands of men and many
Marched by with bristling guns t
To wipe the earth from shore to shore
Of Sinking Japs and heartless Huns
With eyes bleated in lust