12 Sports Aces, May 1943 — page 15: what you’re looking at

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te SPIKE THAT MAN OUT! 4B Tresky slipped a curve past Lombard that cut the outside corner. His next of- fering was a ball and he looked over at Chipman before he picked up the rosin bag. Lou signalled to Lombard to belt the next one if it was good. It was good and Lombard rifled it into short right for a single. Seffler tried to throw it before he had it and Lombard set sail for second. Stahl couldn’t do anything with Tresky save trickle a slow one down the first base line. But Lombard reached third. Lou Bracker went into the hitter’s slot while Mexler took his cut. Astride his big brown bat, Leu looked over at Chipman, then turned his head toward third and dug a knuckle into his right eye. Lombard cut down his !ead off third and Tresky’s fast pitch stayed in the catcher’s glove. It was a ball. “Work the string out, keed,” Lou said to Mexler. Tresky worked carefully on the Blues’ "Yeading slugger. He put a seventh pitch high and inside and Mexler powdered it through the box for a single. Lombard strolled in and grinned at his manager. The jockeys in the Metro dugout laced it into Lou Bracker. They called him “cry baby.” They wanted to know how he was getting along, stealing a certain dame while her boy friend was away. They told him he was where he belonged. His — old pals kept still, but Chipman had sev- en new players he had tied around his thumb. It was baseball, this jockeying. You tried everything to get a guy off stride. Lou Bracker lifted a long fly to center and the Blues went out to protect a slim early lead. Tension kept building up. Seffler, pass- ing Lou Bracker on his way to the out- field at the end of the sixth, cracked, ‘Look out for me if 1 get on, pal. I'll be coming in like a Heinkel bomber.” “And I’ll knock you out for a row of horse collars,” Lou countered, “They say a Spit can lick a Heinkel any day. Maybe Yi put one in your eye, loud-mouth.” It tooked like a tangle right there and the Blue infield scrambled around Lou Bracker and talked him down. ROWNELL took his lead into the seventh and was going great guns in the first half. He struck out Chinman’s keystone man, then followed up by set- ting Tresky down on four pitched bails. The Metros were steaming and not be- cause of the heat. The Hub fans were pouring it on and they got into their heads that the umps were giving them the worst of it. The Metros hated te tose, es- pecially with the whitewash pai turned down over their heads. “Three out,” Lou yeiled when Seffler came up. Seffler kicked up dirt and took a toe hold. He swung himself off his feet at Brownell’s tease ball and the whole park rocked with faughter. ‘Show him the ball.” Spider Thurneau yelped. “He doesn’t believe you threw it, Brownie.” Seffler looked at two bad ones, then swung at a curve. The ball popped high into the air, came down into Kurst’s big mitt. Seffler fired his bat at the Metre dugout and nearly brained the batboy, Chipman shook a finger at him and Sef- fler opened his mouth wide and told the pilot off. Lou Bracker watched the rhu- barb until Chipman turned his back on Seffler and disappeared into the dugout. The Blues tried to add to the one run lead, but Tresky bore down and fut them out in order. Hard luck hit the Blues in the next frame. A drive off Rizzetti’s bat hit Ottler on the knee and put him out. Lou called in a young player just up from the Sally league to take over the hot corner. The kid was nervous and bob- bled one that came to him off McGurn’s bat. There were two on and nobody out. The Metros came to life and set up a hue and cry in the dugout. “Pitch it, Brownie,” Lou calied out. “That Whitelaw couldn’t hit a cow with a snow-shovel. Double play ball, Brownie.” He trotted in and told the pitcher what kind of pitch he reaily want- ed him to feed the Metro third baseman. Inside and not too high. Whitelaw drilled one into the stands that was only a foot foul and the Bos- ton fans had a fright. Brownell took his time and worked carefully. He got two strikes and two balis on Whitelaw and “comicbooks €o