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Chicago Examiner October 8, 1917
3 NEW YORK PITCHERS KNOCKED OUT OF BOX
Anderson and Perritt Share Schupp’s Fate as Victors Collect Fourteen Lusty Drives; Faber Stops New York Attack
By Charles Dryden.
PLAIN bats m the hands of the Sox cracked the veneer on the Giant pitchers m the second game of the series and won, 7 to 2. Red Faber held up his end against four Polo Grounders. They were, reading from left to right, Messrs. Schupp, Anderson, Perritt and Tesrieau, all well and favorably known to everybody but the Sox. Fourteen hits were torn from three of these slabbers. Tesrieau escaped because he was not in long enougn, and besides the Sox had plenty for a mess.
Faber slipped but once, and that was in the second. Tnree of the Giants’ tight hits sent two runs, across. The Sox tied in the same round, and in the fourth they blasted Anderson loose from his job with a volley of six hits, some of which were snared by Pol Perritt, who had a hunch he was rescuing Anderson, who thought he had rescued Ferdie Schupp and the Giants as far back as the second stanza.
The Sox balked the Giants at all points. The double play department was reasonably busy with three of these crimpers. Every time the Giants started something with ihe exception of the second inning the crimper was put to work.
Catcher Lew McCarty injured his arm falling on it in the fourth, and Red Facer ramped his own finer seasonalities stealing third base in the fifth while Buck Weaver was standing on the bag looking pleasant. Aside from these and a few other lapses it was a regular ball game.
Always striving to please the general public, the police outposts strung along Thirty-fifth stret found a new diversion for the bugs without tickets. On the first day these outcasts, from our best society lied to the cops and gummed the main entrance to the park. This time it was different. The rubbernecks were asked to show their tickets. When the bluff was called the outcasts were directed to pass through Thirty-sixth street, where the chief objects of interest are a hide and tailow works and a stone yard. They offer fine line of entertainment for Sunday afternoon.
Conditions inside were pretty much the same. The band moved over font of the left pavilion and bleachers and kept the bugs awake in that vicinity. As soon as the park was emptied Saturday evening the lines formed outside and held the wire chute until 9 o’clock m the morning, when the gates opened. From that hour until the band and song boosters broke loose the mentally deranged snoozed and talked in their sleep on the hard benches. This is the life if you don’t weaken.
The deans were not as spontaneous filling the press coop with their distinguished persons. It is said to be quite a job soaking the eyelids apart with hot water and towels the morning after. The hours irom 10 a. m. to 12 noon were devoted to this ceremonial at the various loop headquarters. During those same hours most of the hotel lobby sounded like a union depot at the height of the excursion season.
A Crucial Play in the White Sox-Giants Game Yesterday
The play shows Liebold of the Sox sliding into the plate in the fourth. McCarty, the New York catcher, was hurt in this play and quit the pastime. Those in the picture are: (1) Umpire Evans, (2) Liebold, (3) McCarty, (4) Perritt, (5) Holke, (6) Herzog, (7) E. Collins, (8) Umpire Rigler. At the right is Joe Jackson, who led the Sox attack with a 1,000 batting average.
National Anthem Is a Hardship to Fat Deans.
When two or three dozen of the fattest deans— those that would dress around 206 pounds— got snugly jammed down in the tight fitting seats the band played the “Star Spangled Banner.” We move that hereafter the national anthem be played only at the start of the seventh inning, the legal stretching time.
Just prior to the tap of the gong a gentleman invaded the hotbed of Deans to inquire when and where Ed Collins was born. You would think some of these guys were born in a manager. The seeker after truth went away with the exact information.
The first round was a snappy spectacle. Burns claimed a pitched ball hit him on the wrist watch. Mr. Evans wanted to see the broken crystal. Not being able to produce the evidence. Burns went back and knocked a single to right. Herzog’s gentle tap to Gandil forced Burnt! A fly from Kauff hung in the wind and while Shano Collins was tearing in for the ball Herzog hung to fist base. Shano reached the fly and dropped !t. Herzog unhooked himself from the bag, but Shano picked up the ball and forced the Giants’ captain at second base. This would have been inside stuff had Shano purposely spilled the catch. Zim was tossed out by Ed Collins.
The Great Zim got a job early in the home share of the first. Shano Collins lifted a tall fly, which did not seem to interest the New York catcher. Zim stepped in from third and caught the ball in front of the plate. McMullin and Ed Collins made navy yard home runs. In navy yards they quit work on three taps of the song.
The Giants set off a bundle of rockets in the second that illuminated Red Faber’s countenance, which showed slight traces of distress. After one gone Robertson and Holke bumped safeties, the first being an infield hit. McCarthy punched a long single to left. Robertson slid to the plate on Jackson’s peg and kicked the ball out of Schalk’s fingers. That runner counted and Holke came in while Gandil was retrieving the pill from the suburbs. McCarthy dropped anchor at second to see how his mates were coming on. They seemed to be doing all right at that moment — two runs in and one out. Faber heaved Freddie Schupp out at first, and Burns got his at the same station.
Giants’ Robertson sliding in to home plate in the second innning, kicking the ball out of Sox catcher Schalk’s hand.
Prosperity Proves a Curse to Schupp.
Prosperity proved a curse to Schupp. He couldn’t stand prosperity. Before a hand was out in the last of the second the Sox had gummed the count on four hits and Ferdy was sending up red rockets in the direction of the bull pen. Jackson and Felsch led with singles, the General going to third. Gandil splashed a safety off Schmtp’s glove and Jackson scored. Buck Weaver tried to sacrifice and bunted two fouls The usual procedure in a cave like this is to cast an appealing glance at the boss, take a healthy swing and strike. Buck crossed the dope this time. He bunted a short fly to left well out of the usual lanes and Felsch counted. Schalk bunted to Schupp, forcing Gandil at third.
To get his goat back where it belonged Ferdie, Schupp walked Faber, filling the bags. Schupp then had no bases to watch and could concentrate his mind on pitching, but McGraw wouldn’t let him. Freddie got a chance to wash up and dress for the early train to the Polo Grounds. Fred Anderson sat in and Leibold batted in place of John Collins. The pinch hitter bumped to Holke and Weaver made the play at the plate before anyone discovered Liebold’a rap was a foul. Weaver toted his run back to third base, after which Leibold struck out to make it still better for the bugs. McMullen forced Weaver at the plate on a light tap to Anderson, leaving the count tied and three Sox
narooned on the bases.
In the third Leibold assumed Shane Collins’ assets and Habil ties in right field and had nothing to do. Faber fanned Herzog and made a submarine play on Kauff. The pitcher fielded a grounder on the way to first, dived beneath the surface and tagged Benny on the bottom of the foot. Only at the world’s series are such plays possible. The Great Zim sent a hopper to Faber for the third out.
Jackson hit safely to center with one down m the third. Felsch and Gandil struck out. While Anderson was throwing the ball through the hole in Felsch’s famous home run bat the General moved to second on a passed ball.
One gone m the fourth, Robertson got a safety when McMullin and Weaver piled up in a red, white and blue tangle of arms and legs with the ball underneath. Holke forced Robertson, and Schalk pegged Holke stealing. Holke hit the dirt on his back fifteen feet from the bag. Ed Collins held the ball low and allowed Holke to ram his chin against it. Mr. Holke has no spikes on his chin. Safety first
Weaver and Schalk broke oft hits in the last of the fourth. While Faber was trying to bunt Holke came in so he could get the pitched ball before it reached Red’s bat. This is contrary to the rules of civilized baseball. Anyhow Faber crossed Holke. He fouled out to Zim. Cheap smashes to center by Liebold and McMuiiin scored Weaver and Schalk.
The Giants called a halt while Buck Herzog applied a stethoscope to Anderson’s left breast. There was no response, so Anderson went away and Poll Perritt, who looks like a hospital case himself, took the slab. Ed Collins rammed a single to right, which the fielder threw home. Liebold slid ahead of the play with ihe third run.
Three Startling’Plays Witnessed by 32.000 Fans Who Saw the White Sox Encompass the Downfall of the Giants Yesterday
The picture at the upper left shows Holke of the Giants caught at second base on Schalk’s throw to Eddie Collins. Holke was trying to steal in the fourth round. In the scene below, Joe Jackson is scoring the first run for the Sox. At the right Robertson is seen scoring on McCarthy’s single in the second.
McCarty Injures Self Trying to Tag Liebold.
McCarty made a dive for me runner, missed him and damaged his right arm falling over himself. Lew recently recovered from a broken leg. The catcher was given safe conduct to the coop and Bill Rariden came forth to assist Poll Perritt. The Sox did not expose Bill to any serious danger. General Jackson shot a long single to center. McMullin and Ed Collins rambled home while Kauff was making arrangements to send the ba11 back to the ball game. The General reached second on the throw. Felsch lined to Herzog and Jackson was doubled off second base. Five runs and six hits is bringing home the bacon, all right.
Perritt supplied the blue print for a double play in the fifth. He knocked a single to center after one out. Burns hit to Weaver and he and Ed Collins did the rest.
Red Faber pulled a classic in the fifth that would have equalled John Anderson’s famous bone play, had the bases been filled. With two out. Weaver on third and Faber at second, Red watched his chance and stole third. Faber almost kicked Weaver off the bag sliding in. The Giants were not expecting any inside stuff !ike this. Bill Rariden kept his wits about him and pegged to Zim, who was smart enough to know he had Faber in a hole. There was nothing to do but reach down and tag Red where he lay in the dirt. Weaver untangled his feet from Faber’s legs, and got out of the way m the event Red wanted to steal home after the side was retired.
Sox Steal Three Bases in One Inning.
Two deceased m the sixth. Ed Collins singled and stole second, while Jackson was drawing a pass. Ed and the Genera! worked the double steal. Felsch grounded to Hoikf.
Panic seized the Giants in the seventh and they tried to run away from themselves. Fletcher singled. Schalk pegged Robertson out. Fletcher started with the crack of Holke’s bat Felsch came in, caught the liner and carried the ball to second base for a double play, while Fletcher was bearing down on the home plate with distended nostrils and flashing eye balls. Some Wild West show. The Sox did nothing in the seventh. Schalk hit safely and was caught stealing.
In the eighth Rariden led with a safety. Joe Wilhoit batted for Perritt. The pinch hitter lined to Weaver and Rariden is doubled off first. Burns drew a walk. The Giants had to have something. Herzog forced Burns, third to second.
In the ninth Kauff popped to Weaver and Zim made another of his favorite South Side hits—a humpbacked liner to the pitcher. Weaver took care of his esteemed contemporary. Mr. Fletcher took on an easy 4 rounder and the exits worn thrown
World’s Series Figures
The official figures announced by the National Commission for the second world’s series game and the totals for two games follow:
Each club’s share, $13,167.36.
Commission’s share, $57.31S.S3.
Players’ share, $30,562.08
TOTAL FOR TWO GAMES.
Players’ share, $79,004.
Winning team’s share, $47,406.50.
Losing team’s share, $31,587.00
Each club’s share, $28,334.72.
Commission’s share, $14,630.50.
For ball and bat fund, $1,463.03
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