Word: balle
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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Kellogg, Tiger ace who pitched masterful ball against the Crimson in the first game of the series, but was found easy in the second, started the sixth inning on the mound for Princeton. He lasted just an inning and a half...
...more unnecessary runs were made in the ninth while the disappointed Princeton rooters were kiling silently out of the stand. Rankin, who relieved Kellogg, weakened and passed Zarakov, who had been hitting the ball hard all afternoon. Tobin followed with another timely single and DeRham doubled, scoring both men. In the last half of the ninth the shut our Barbee deserved was spoiled when two hit batters reached first in succession after two men were out and a single sent one of them across...
...divots like graveslabs, ponderous Cyril Tolley of England duffered out of the tournament with a suddenness and completeness that boded ill to Britain's Walker Cup chances later on, for Tolley is the British team's captain. But then U. S. Captain Robert Gardner spent a morning "hitting the ball on the roof" (i. e., topping shots) and dishonors were even. As one despatch paraphrased it: "His driving was singular and putting plural...
...that Sweetser was a champion and that Simpson was a good golfer. There was really nothing more to be said. If Mr. S. F. Simpson of Glasgow joined your foursome next Sunday, you would admire his game. You would remember him as an exceptionally quiet man who teed his ball very high, who fell back on his heels after driving, and who was a deadly putter. His approach shots might be a little worse than yours if you were playing' well. Still, Mr. Simpson would probably have the best ball all the way around unless the local professional happened...
Stroking Steadily. Six thousand spectators strolled down to the shady shores of Lake Carnegie last week at Princeton after the Harvard ball game to watch the crew race. Pennsylvania, Columbia and Princeton had their eights lined up near the dam. In the shimmering twilight they pushed out from the referee's launch, the three crews rhythmically beating their way through the quiet waters. Pennsylvania took the lead. At the half mile it became evident to the colorful gallery that the conqueror of Harvard the preceding week would win as she pleased. The red and blue pressed on inexorably under...