Word: pitcherful
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...radio has turned from accounts of the pitcher wiping off the ball and the halfback knocking the dirt out of his cheeks long enough to allow a work from the other side. Station WTIC has opened its mouthpiece to Professor Odell Shepard who has much fault to find with the American idea of sport and with college sport in particular. Professor Shepard thinks the whole trouble lies in our lack of a spirit of play. Business men for instance he claims play golf merely to keep fit for more business. What is important to them is not the actual play...
HARVARD CLARK Dorn r.f. r.g. Pitcher Leekley l.f. r.g. Spadoia Barbee c. c. Ciano Malick r.g. l.f. Shanahan Coombs l.g. r.f. Kane...
Last week Samuel Breadon, owner of the world's champion St. Louis baseball "Cardinals," traded Rogers Hornsby, player-manager, called "the greatest batter in baseball" to the New York Giants for Frank Frisch, the second baseman, and a right-handed pitcher named James Ring...
...unsportsmanlike as painted. . . ." Readers recalled that the vigorous instincts of St. Louis baseball rooters had caused pop bottles to be banished from the stands. The team, returning from Manhattan, was given a frenzied welcome. Rain fell at midnight. It was still falling in the afternoon. Standing on the pitcher's mound, the only dry spot on the field, Jesse Haines, a garage keeper from Phillipsburg, Ohio, held the Yankees to five hits. Still unsatisfied, he grasped a slim yellow bat and drove one of the deliveries of his opponent, furtive "Dutch" Ruether, into the right-field bleachers...
...bases pouting because he was all alone. Then Koenig fumbled, Meusel muffed, and the Cardinals scored thrice. In the sixth, New York squeaked in its second run and in the seventh filled the bases with two out. As swart Lazzeri dawdled to the plate, the Cardinals huddled around Pitcher Haines. In the stands an angry growl rose to pandemonium. Manager Hornsby came out of the huddle and shouted towards the distant "bull pen" (where pitchers practice). No one appeared. Fielder Hafey spun on his heel to carry the message, when a lumbering, red-sweatered figure appeared. "Alexander!" yelled the stands...