By C. Jedediah Butterworth
Base Ball Freescriber

September 1, 1924

CHICAGO—My earlier forecast of a hit-filled Labor Day in these midwestern parts is unrealized to the maximum, for the Tigers and White Sox stage two knuckle-chewing tributes instead that harken back to the dead ball days of recent yesteryear.

And who else to christen the day-long event but Tyrus Cobb, as he bludegons the very first thrown ball between Mostil and Hooper for a heart-stopping triple. Rigney singles him home and Charlie Robertson is already behind 1-0. Chicago, after a four-game murder of the Tribe over at League Park, has proven to be the toughest outfit in the league lately, but Hooks Dauss, pressed into a starting role due to injuries to both Holloway and Syl Johnson, rises to the occasion like an oven popover. Threat after Soxian threat is vanquished, inning after inning, and Bibb Falk's three sharp hits have earned Chicago nothing.

Robertson is also tough in his many pinches. Detroit floods the sacks with no one out in the 2nd but cannot score. In four consecutive innings they have a runner reach first with two outs and leave him there to gather mold. A lead double by Cobb in the 9th accomplishes nothing, and everyone in the press row is certain the foreshadowing will lead to this novel's bad end.

It doesn't seem that way at first, because Dauss gets Sheely and Crouse with ease to begin the White Sox 9th, but then Ray Morehart slices a double in front of Manush. With the Comiskey horde on its feet and hooting, seldom-used third-sacker McClellan dumps a dying sparrow into the open meadow of center field, and Morehart skips plateward for the tie! After another single lefty Bert Cole is summoned to face Collins, and Eddie rolls out to send us into extra frames.

Still snappy with his delivery, Robertson remains in the contest, but Cole is up to his challenge. Each team takes turns putting runners on and neglecting their futures until the top of the 14th, when Johnny Bassler smotes a curve off the deepest fence to send Lu Blue ripping around the clay, sliding under Crouse's tag for the lead run! Cole retires Elsh, Collins and Mostil without incident for his best relief performance of the season and the opening winner.

The second affair is a purely trying experience for fan and writer and electric score board watcher alike. The Tigers jump to an early lead again on Ted Blankenship, but never-used starter Dutch Leonard cannot handle the erupting Chicago hit volcano. Two singles, a double and triple net them three runs in the 4th, and single tallies in the 6th, 7th, and 8th keep them a step ahead of us the rest of the way. Feeble Sox fielding helps Detroit score three more times,but with the Tiger bullpen completely unavailable, old Dutch is forced to keep the crumbling wall up with his pinky finger, to no avail.

The two clubs are knotted at 7-7 for the year, and to the Tigers' credit, today could have been far worse, for the great Eddie Collins fails to get on base in twelve trips to the dish.

After telegraphing my family now, I will take Mr. Smith up on his suggestion for a steak dinner at Berghoff's. Chicago surely has the best beef choices in the land, and all this travel has me pining for protein.

DET 100 000 000 000 01 - 2 13 0
CHI 000 000 001 000 00 - 1 12 1

DET 200 010 020 - 5 11 3
CHI 000 301 11x - 6 11 3

Other Holiday Twinbills today:

RED SOX 11-20-1, at YANKEES 5-8-0
RED SOX 11-14-2, at YANKEES 7-10-2
My lord, was I fortunate to have escaped the Bronx before it was burned down. The Yankees' double-death today is a perfect study of their lost season, for in each game Babe Ruth blisters a 2-run homer in the 1st inning to put them ahead (40 now!), only to have first Herb Pennock and then Al Mamaux get eventually torn apart in an explosion of Boston hits. It is actually the Red stockings, not the White ones, who are torching the walls of the league right now. Since the start of August their record is 21-8, and they have suddenly leapt over the New Yorkers and into fourth place, with Chicago in their sights!

at SENATORS 7-11-0, ATHLETICS 3-7-2
at SENATORS 5-10-0, ATHLETICS 1-5-1
Don't look for Boston to ever catch the Washingtonians, though. Even with Goslin out for the first game, every little thing turns their way. None other than Paul Zahniser and Firpo Marberry combine to keep the Mackmen at bay, before Slim McGrew—yes, you heard correctly—throws a complete game victory in the second act. Joe Judge fills in nicely for the Goose earlier by driving home five.

at BROWNS 9-14-1, INDIANS 3-5-2
INDIANS 5-13-1, at BROWNS 4-7-0
In the second game, St. Louis comes within a whisper of passing New York in the standings four times in the last five innings, but Bud Messenger saves James Edwards' hide, retiring Jack Tobin with the winning runs afloat in the 9th. In the opener, Coveleski, one of the quieter terrible pitchers in the league, has a 3-1 lead in the 6th, only to have the Browns score eight times in their last three appearances.

AMERICAN LEAGUE through Monday, September 1
Washington Senators 8249.626
Detroit Tigers 7260.54510.5
Chicago White Sox 6862.52313.5
Boston Red Sox 6466.49217.5
New York Yankees 6267.48119
St. Louis Browns 6369.47719.5
Philadelphia Athletics 5775.43225.5
Cleveland Indians 5777.42526.5

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