7 October 1891
THE TABLES WERE TURNED
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IT WAS VERY, VERY CHILLY
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And the Husker’s Arms Were as Icicles – Still
They Did the Bulk if the Batting –
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Odin and Mondamin had another encounter at the ball grounds
yesterday, but Uncle Jerry Rusk had thrown all his influence in favor of the
god of Anson’s fathers. The deity of the north with his bearskin overcoat and a
couple of crows to regulate the temperature of his ears might relish weather
that congealed Mr. Hurst’s voice before it got a bat-length away from his
milk-blue countenance, but it was evident that Timmie
didn’t enjoy it a bit.
Poor Timmie! His legs cracked like pine limbs in a winter wind
as he meandered back and forth between the plate and the box, and large
globules of water rolled over his eyelashes as he thought upon the balmy days
in which he umpired Slavin Kilrain
prize fights down in New Orleans.
And the children
of Mondamin were in full sympathy with Timmie. They had on all the clothes they could scrape up in
the dressing room, but their arms were icicles and their and their blood was
converted into claret frappe, which even Ehret’s hair
couldn’t thaw. They could get along fairly well at the bat or on the base
lines, but when it came to throwing there wasn’t a man among them who could aim
at a baseman twenty feet away and be in anywise certain that the ball would
light inside the fence. That was what ailed the score. Ehret
pitched about as good a game as Luby, and the Huskers
outbatted
Luby began the game by giving Swartwood a base on balls, and Edward amended it by
stealing second. Raymond followed with a grounder to Cooney and died a natural
death at first. Genins sacrificed Swartwood
to third, and then William O’Brien came to bat. His decollete
sleeves fluttered in the gale like last year’s kite on a telegraph wire. He
first broke a path through the wintry air and then sent a scorcher between
Burns and Cooney. Swartwood came in and warmed
himself with a little ice water, and then went out to coach O’Brien around.
Nicholson hit a little one to Burns, who didn’t return it to first very well
and the parson went to second, while O’Brien went home while Pfeffer was trying to put him out. Then Mr. Luby sent a wild ball up against the stand and Nicholson
came in. Van Dyke got a base on balls, but got caught stealing second.
It was now the
visitors’ turn. Ryan led off with he unfailing hit, but Wilmot crowed him out
at second. Dahlen and Anson were presented with their
bases, and then young Mr. Cooney came up and got a hit. It was a puny, scrawny
kind of a hit but big enough to let Wilmot home. Then Burns sacrificed Dahlen over. Pfeffer hit to Ehret and went out at first, and Anse
got caught at third.
In the second
the Huskers failed to get on the bases, but the visitors tied the score. Luby’s base on balls, Raymond’s bad throw to first and
Merritt’s sacrifice did it. The third was featureless save for Genins two bagger; the visitors failing to get to first. In
the fourth Nicholson’s three bagger and a passed ball
let in a run and then the disciples of Mondamin froze
up, but Odin’s boys got an easy one. Pfeffer got a
base on balls, and Ehret tried to catch him off the
bag, but instead he sent the ball away over the race course, and Joseph
sauntered home while Swartwood and O’Brien were chasing
it.
In the fifth Dahlen got a single and Anson was presented with a base,
and when Cooney hit to Raymond the Huskers got to throwing the ball around just
as the dear children toss about the autumn leaves and came just about as near
hitting each other. While the circus was progressing under Dahlen
and the old man came home.
In the sixth
Merritt and Ryan got singles and Wilmot scored the former on a long fly to Genins. It was all over, add for the succeeding innings
nothing was heard save the chattering of teeth and the plaintive quaver of Timmie as he passed judgment upon the plays, and the
bickering of the pot in which Friday was heating water to thaw out the players.
The Score :
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R |
H |
P |
A |
E |
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R |
H |
P |
A |
E |
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Swartwood, rf |
1 |
1 |
1 |
0 |
? |
Ryan, cf |
0 |
3 |
0 |
0 |
0 |
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Raymond, 3b |
0 |
0 |
1 |
3 |
1 |
Wilmot, lf |
1 |
0 |
3 |
0 |
0 |
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Genins, cf |
0 |
2 |
1 |
0 |
0 |
Dahlen, rf |
2 |
1 |
2 |
0 |
0 |
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O’Brien, 1b |
1 |
1 |
9 |
0 |
1 |
Anson, 1b |
1 |
0 |
8 |
2 |
0 |
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Nicholson, 2b |
2 |
1 |
1 |
4 |
2 |
Cooney, ss |
0 |
1 |
1 |
3 |
0 |
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Van Dyke, lf |
0 |
0 |
1 |
0 |
0 |
Burns, 3b |
0 |
0 |
? |
1 |
1 |
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Scheibeck, ss |
0 |
1 |
5 |
1 |
0 |
Pfeffer, 2b |
1 |
0 |
? |
2 |
0 |
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Earle, c |
0 |
2 |
5 |
1 |
0 |
Luby, p |
1 |
0 |
2 |
2 |
0 |
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Ehret, p |
0 |
0 |
0 |
1 |
1 |
Merritt, c |
1 |
1 |
6 |
2 |
0 |
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Totals |
4 |
8 |
24 |
10 |
5 |
Totals |
7 |
6 |
27 |
12 |
1 |
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2 |
1 |
0 |
1 |
2 |
1 |
0 |
0 |
* |
- |
7 |
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3 |
0 |
0 |
1 |
0 |
0 |
0 |
0 |
0 |
- |
4 |
Earned
Runs – None. Two-base
hits – Genins. Three-base hits – Nicholson. Bases on balls – By Ehret, 6; by Luby, 3. Struck out – By Ehret, 3; by Luby, 5. Wild pitch – Luby. Sacrifice hits – Genins, Merrett, Burns, Wilmot. Passed
balls – Marrett, Earle. Bases
stoteln –
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Notes of the Game.
It was a good
game considering the weather.
Hutchinson or
Vickery and Meakin will do the pitching.
The
Dick Mulcahy is thinking some of taking the Huskers on a winter
playing tour to the Pacific coast.
There was no
balloon ascension, but the actions of a drunken special policeman furnished
diversion between innings.
Maj. Anson of
Anson is going
to give the boys some pointer on catching today. He is going to play Luby on first and wear the mattress himself. It is not the
first time the old man has worked behind the bat.
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American
Association.
At Washington –
Brush Nosing
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