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...been in special training for the past month, is known, to be a speedy pitcher, and McGraw, of the Giants, says there is nobody like him. The captain of the Kappas refused up to a late hour last night to make known his final choice for today's slab artist; but it is rumored that there is a dark horse not mentioned in the line-up. The teams will approach the plate as follows: PHI BETA KAPPA. LAMPOON. Davis, c. 2b., Thayer Harwood, s.s. 3b., Connell McIntosh, p. p., Wentworth Gilday, 1b. s.s., Wainwright Potter, l.f. c., Herter Saxon...
...recruit, at third, will make up a stonewall infield; and Osborne, though inexperienced, is a demon with the willow, and will cover the initial bag in Daubert fashion. Veterans Smith, Brown, and Morris will form the slugging outfield trio. "Steamship" Hall, the peerless arterial twirler, will appear on the slab with Reynolds, another old timer, at the receiving end. Manager Henderson intends to try out all his new material, and substitutions will be made almost...
...fielding was more finished than the hitting was heavy. Captain Wingate starred with the stick for his men, and Heyer and Fripp batted heavily for Coach Sexton's nine. The latter team lead throughout the larger part of the game, the advantage being due apparently to better slab men. Two of the winners' runs were scored by runners who were given bases on balls as a result of the opposing twirler's wildness. No hurler was allowed to stay in the box long, however, this being the first day of work, and the wildness was not an unexpected fault...
Coming from behind with a terrific rush, the sapient Scholars continued their baseball triumphs yesterday and frazzled the Funny Fellows to the tune oft 12 to o 10. Lampy's elongated slab-artist tried to uncover come centre-page stuff, and the southpaw catcher pulled as many of the wide, wild throws as he dared; but against the calm, unerring judgment of their intellectual opponents their efforts went for naught. Stellar work in the box by Slater and Wagnerian playing by McLain at short, coupled with most daring steals home by MacVeagh, put the game...
That today's game will be stupid and uninteresting goes without saying. Against Rube Phillips, of Middletown Springs, and Three-Fingered Bennett, (Manager Henderson is not now sure which he will start), the scoop-chasers will be fortunate to cop a single bingle, while the entire staff of candidates' slab artists will be unable to stop the sangerfest of batting editors. Aside from the tremendous mental and physical gap separating editors from the lowly candidates, any extra base hits will be counted heavily against the latter, and scoop credit will be given them for all errors. Thus we feel that...