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back of third base, narrowly missing
some spectators seated there. Now,
Herzog had no intention of throwing
the bat that far. He was as much
humiliated as a man could be, and
apologized decently -to the occupants
of the boxes. He merely meant to
throw the bat into the bench.
But the fact remains that the baf
did go into the grandstand, because
Herzog lost his head completely.
And Mullaney, a Red catcher, turn
ed handsprings through center field
after Eason had sent him along with
Herzog, Miller, Hoblitzel and Doug
lass. The Reds took their time dis
appearing, and made Eason look
ridiculous.
In fact, if Eason had ruled with a
strong hand he would never have
gotten in such a well of trouble. He
was not overly accurate on balls and
strikes all day, but there is excuse
for that. A man can't guess correctly
all the tfme.
But an umpire should be the boss,
and not allow the athletes to make
him look like a comic supplement.
In the sixth some one howled at
Eason after he had called Moran's
roller foul. Eason singled out Tom
Clarke, the Red catcher, as the guilty
party, and waved him to the club
house. Eason admitted that he had guess
ed wrong, and allowed Clarke to re
main. But he put the prod to Hob
litzel. Then Herzog was fired, after
which he tossed his bat away. Next
came Douglass, who orated too
much.
Then it was Mullaney's turn, and
he paid no attention to Eason until
he got good and ready to leave. After
he had been fired he walked from
third base into' Eason, barked awhile,
started for the shower and then came
back for more debate.
Finally he decided his voice was
strained enough, so he beat it for the
green house. Out by Tommy Leach
he became an acrobat, and turned
some marvelous handsprings.
In this inning Roger Bresnahan as
sisted Eason very much in umpiring
the game. No sooner did an alien
player open his mouth than Roger
called Eason's attention to it, so Mai
couldn't overlook any insults. Roger
grabbed Eason and turned him clear
around when Herzog made a ham
mer thrown with his bat. Otherwise ,
the umpire wouldn't have seen it- "
Roger was trying to weaken the -'
Red team, which is baseball, and he
found the going easy.
After the departing athletes had
been cleared away the Reds began
to deliberately stall. After one bat
ter disappeared from the plate, the
succeeding sticker took his time
about appearing. First he selected a
bat with great care, then stopped on
the way t othe rubber for the gent
who had preceded him. After fhey
had discussed the merits of different
brands of chewing tobacco, the bat
ter consented to take his turn, but
between every pitch backed away
from the plate to rub his hands in
the dirt, further delaying the pastime.
Eason seemed at sea, and let the
Reds do what they pleased.
The ball game itself was secondary
to these debates, hammer throwings
and acrobatic stunts. In fact, the
game would hive taken second place
beside a bean bag contest between
grammar school girls.
It was punk stuff, btu the fans had
plenty of chance to yell at smokeless
rallies. In one inning the Reds got
seven runs on three hits, and the Cubs
got six runs on four hits. It is ont a
game to talk.about.
Not only does President Comiskey
of the White Sox have great luck
in picking up effective pitchers, but fL
he usually snares one. iron man per
year among the recruits. Last year it
was Reb Russell, who" did more work
than any other pitcher in the Amer
ican League.
This season it looks like Red Faber
would, be the life line. Red was kept
on the bench early, in the season,
but showed a fine brand of goods as
soon as he was given a change. Im
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