The fans were fearful of what was to happen, as their team had just
limped home after being swept in New York. Some fans were hoping for
revenge, others just wanted to get it over. On paper the Yankees
completely over matched the A's both in pitching and in hitting. For
Philadelphia it was just another long series, more losses, more boos and
more booze.
The A's used Bobo Newsom in the opener and were hoping to at least get one win with Bobo on the mound. He wasn't clowning around, no red noses or clumsy feet, just a hard throwing right hander that was looking to make things right. Bobo toiled through all 9 innings and it was not in vain as his guys scored 4 times and he was able to hold the hot Yankee bats to just 7 hits and 2 runs. Kell went 4/4 driving in 2 and scoring 1. A's 4 - Yanks 2
Borowy took the mound for the Yanks in game 2 with an over 4.00 ERA and yet he handcuffed the Snuffy Stirnweiss both drove in 2 and the Yankees triumphed 5-2.
A's hitters for the first 8 innings. The bright spot of the A's was their FIRST home run of the season, hit by Hayes. The Yankees with 8 hits, the same as the A's, were able to gave a little help when Kell muffed an easy ground ball that should have ended the inning. The inning did come to an end but it was 2 runs later. Yankees hitters Bill Dickey and
No one foresaw the ugliness of the first game of the double header. The Yankees had fire in the tummy and viciously attacked Christopher in only his 2nd start of the year. He was punished for 2 runs in the top of the first, 3 in the top of the third and then was sent to the showers in the top of the fourth when they hammered him for 5 more. Scheib came in when Christopher's arm fell to the ground with a thump. He only muttered to himself as he left the field "Damn Yankees, those damn Yankees" (and so it was on that a future writer was "boinged" with a title for a book). The Yankees onslaught lasted all through the game. Nick Etten drove in 5 while Dickey scored 5. The bombers went an amazing 21 for 47. 17-4
In the tunnels beneath the stadium, the A's felt sick as if the "black plague" or some other killer disease had been brought into the clubhouse. They all sat stunned. There may have been no joy in Mudville, but in Philadelphia it was much much worse. Many of the fans were already so intoxicated by the end of the first game, they were considering bringing back prohibition for the rest of the day. But out came the A's, wearing the dirty sweaty uniforms they had just been defeated in. They were seething, to be so humiliated, humbled in their own house. Blasphemy! Jesse Flores came out first, the pitcher led the way, then the catcher and then in order of their position until all were on the field. A roar went up among the faithful... No one knew what they were saying as their attention was all on the game. The Yankees took the lead in the first when Keller hammered one to deep left. A huge groan was released, some shouted "Not again, call it now!", but Flores raised his hand and silenced the crowd and then silenced the Yankees. The Yankees eeked another run in the top of the fourth but the A's fought back with one to stay only one down. In the bottom of the 6th, the A's had three seeing eye singles that had followed Flores double. A misplayed ball by Lindell in rightfield kept the good guys on the field until 3 runs had scored. Flores was pumped. He now led 4-2. But it wouldn't last for him, too excited, too anxious, he argued over a ball four call putting the tie run at the plate. The A's had already gotten Wheaton up, just in case. "YOU'RE outta here" explained the ump. "I call the balls and strikes and you are gone". The ump turned to the A's bench, knowing he had been wrong but nonetheless, he was in charge. No one came out to challenge, just Woody Wheaton ran to the pitcher's mound and began his work. Wheaton settled it down as he retired the next two Yankees to end the inning. When Wheaton took the mound in the top of the 9th, he still clung to the 2 run adavantage. He walked the first hitter, cries throughout Philadelphia went up, "WHY, WHY???". But the next hitters went meekly and weakly and game came to an end. A's 4, Yankees 2. They got a split of the double header and the series.
--submitted by Orion Bell--
The A's used Bobo Newsom in the opener and were hoping to at least get one win with Bobo on the mound. He wasn't clowning around, no red noses or clumsy feet, just a hard throwing right hander that was looking to make things right. Bobo toiled through all 9 innings and it was not in vain as his guys scored 4 times and he was able to hold the hot Yankee bats to just 7 hits and 2 runs. Kell went 4/4 driving in 2 and scoring 1. A's 4 - Yanks 2
Borowy took the mound for the Yanks in game 2 with an over 4.00 ERA and yet he handcuffed the Snuffy Stirnweiss both drove in 2 and the Yankees triumphed 5-2.
A's hitters for the first 8 innings. The bright spot of the A's was their FIRST home run of the season, hit by Hayes. The Yankees with 8 hits, the same as the A's, were able to gave a little help when Kell muffed an easy ground ball that should have ended the inning. The inning did come to an end but it was 2 runs later. Yankees hitters Bill Dickey and
No one foresaw the ugliness of the first game of the double header. The Yankees had fire in the tummy and viciously attacked Christopher in only his 2nd start of the year. He was punished for 2 runs in the top of the first, 3 in the top of the third and then was sent to the showers in the top of the fourth when they hammered him for 5 more. Scheib came in when Christopher's arm fell to the ground with a thump. He only muttered to himself as he left the field "Damn Yankees, those damn Yankees" (and so it was on that a future writer was "boinged" with a title for a book). The Yankees onslaught lasted all through the game. Nick Etten drove in 5 while Dickey scored 5. The bombers went an amazing 21 for 47. 17-4
In the tunnels beneath the stadium, the A's felt sick as if the "black plague" or some other killer disease had been brought into the clubhouse. They all sat stunned. There may have been no joy in Mudville, but in Philadelphia it was much much worse. Many of the fans were already so intoxicated by the end of the first game, they were considering bringing back prohibition for the rest of the day. But out came the A's, wearing the dirty sweaty uniforms they had just been defeated in. They were seething, to be so humiliated, humbled in their own house. Blasphemy! Jesse Flores came out first, the pitcher led the way, then the catcher and then in order of their position until all were on the field. A roar went up among the faithful... No one knew what they were saying as their attention was all on the game. The Yankees took the lead in the first when Keller hammered one to deep left. A huge groan was released, some shouted "Not again, call it now!", but Flores raised his hand and silenced the crowd and then silenced the Yankees. The Yankees eeked another run in the top of the fourth but the A's fought back with one to stay only one down. In the bottom of the 6th, the A's had three seeing eye singles that had followed Flores double. A misplayed ball by Lindell in rightfield kept the good guys on the field until 3 runs had scored. Flores was pumped. He now led 4-2. But it wouldn't last for him, too excited, too anxious, he argued over a ball four call putting the tie run at the plate. The A's had already gotten Wheaton up, just in case. "YOU'RE outta here" explained the ump. "I call the balls and strikes and you are gone". The ump turned to the A's bench, knowing he had been wrong but nonetheless, he was in charge. No one came out to challenge, just Woody Wheaton ran to the pitcher's mound and began his work. Wheaton settled it down as he retired the next two Yankees to end the inning. When Wheaton took the mound in the top of the 9th, he still clung to the 2 run adavantage. He walked the first hitter, cries throughout Philadelphia went up, "WHY, WHY???". But the next hitters went meekly and weakly and game came to an end. A's 4, Yankees 2. They got a split of the double header and the series.
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