By Calvin J. Butterworth
Detroit Free-Enterprise

June 21, 1924

Most of us know that all good things come to an eventual end. One can only hope that such an end has a grace and justice to it that leaves all participants somewhat satisfied.

The Tiger seven-game winning streak ended like a tomato dropped on a sidewalk.

Ed Wells, who on any given day is either sly and effective or dense and putrid, chose the latter wardrobe this afternoon, but it was a long time before he donned those dirty clothes. George Uhle threw for Cleveland, no Dazzy Vance himself, and after a Blue error helped the Tribe to a quick 2-0 lead, a Rigney walk, singles from Cobb and Heilman and a Manush sacrifice fly tied the game after one. Four singles and a gaffe from Homer Summa out in right put Detroit ahead 4-2, but Wells gave it back in horrific fashion in the 3rd, a sign of what was to come. With two outs he struck Riggs Stephenson on the back. Catcher Luke Sewell (pictured) singled, as did Summa and Yoter, and the game was 4-4.

The Tigers then went back to work in the 5th. Cobb drew a free pass to reach base for the third straight time, Heilman doubled him to third, and after a Bassler walk, Pratt lined a double which skipped off the luckless Summa for another error and a 7-4 Detroit edge. The eighth straight win was in sight!

But Ed Wells had gravel in his mind and sabotage in his arm. Three straight singles and a Pratt error made it 7-5, and Bert Cole was summoned by Cobb to put our unmanly twirler into his locker room corset. Cole was just as sickening, though, serving up a game-tieing double to Stephenson and another to Sewell to put Cleveland in the lead for good. It was 9-7 Tribe when the inning finally ended, and Lil' Stoner drove half of the crowd to the exits by starting the 8th and giving up a triple, single and double on just three pitches.

Rip Collins will try to begin a new win streak in tomorrow's finale against Sherry Smith before we board the first train to St. Louis. With Washington playing well again, it would certainly be in our interest.

CLE 202 000 520 - 11 19 2
DET 220 030 000 - 7 11 2

Other American League games today:

SENATORS 2-3-0, at ATHLETICS 1-7-1
The Big Train gives up two doubles and two triples but uses his mastery to escape Philadelphia's scoring clutches nearly every time. He needs to, because after a Bluege single in the 2nd, the Nats get only one hit off Fred Heimach the entire rest of the game: a triple from manager Harris in the 5th that decides the game.

at YANKEES 5-9-0, RED SOX 3-11-2
Joe Bush pitches pitifully again, but Boston leaves 12 runners afloat and come back short after the Yanks take a 5-1 lead in the 4th. Meusel's 3-run double is the big blow in that frame, but for the record, Ruth does nothing again, 0-for-3 with two walks.

at BROWNS 7-13-1, WHITE SOX 6-9-0 (10 innings)
George Sisler may run for mayor of St. Louis tomorrow. After beating Chicago two days ago with a thrilling home run, he ties this contest with a 2-out, three-run clout off McWeeny with two outs in the 9th! A McManus triple and Pat Collins single in the 10th complete the latest miracle Brownie win, putting the White Sox into another state of shock and dropping them three behind the Senators.

AMERICAN LEAGUE through Saturday, June 21
Washington Senators 4324.642
Chicago White Sox 3926.6003
Detroit Tigers 3630.5456.5
New York Yankees 3232.5009.5
Philadelphia Athletics 3036.45512.5
St. Louis Browns 2837.43114
Cleveland Indians 2838.42414.5
Boston Red Sox 2538.39716


  1. 3 things:
    1. Buzz McWeeny does not get enough credit for a really "cool" name.

    2. "Ed Wells had gravel in his mind and sabotage in his arm" I may have to use that line sometime.

    3. I sense a lot of negative energy being directed at the Babe. Please think only positive thoughts when rolling for the Babe. Do it for 3 games, and then let me know his total stats for those games. "You are the best Babe, you are King, you are a man among boys." Something like that for each roll.


  2. 1. McWeeny's name IS quite cool, though it doesn't hold a candle to Chippy Gaw from the 1920 Cubs.

    2. Feel free. I haven't bothered to copyright my insanely brilliant metaphors yet.

    3. I LOVE the Babe. All negative energy is a direct result of my immense disappointment in him, like watching my son futilely try to hit a 50-mile-an hour fastball in Little League. But you're right. Positive thoughts are on the agenda.