Pathe Sun (October 19, 1929)

Vol. 14 October 19, 1929 No. 24 MID-WEST IS “TEN-RUN” GANG Stan Jacques’ Game Cocks Set for Sensational Rally ala Philadelphia Athletics— Not Going In Fighting to Die Gamely, But Going In Fighting to Live As told to Sportlight Tom North by Stan Jacques i had one heck of a time to locate Stan Jacques to get this story but as I had been commanded by the Editor of this sheet to do just that thing why I had to do just that thing and as near as I can remember I am going to try and give you the dope from the hustlingest, most tireless, indefatig- able gink that ever trod over an exhibitor’s doorstep to sell a yard or a few thousand yards of film for PATHE or any other company. Finally caught up to the kid in Kansas City along with old "Dutch” Olsmith and both working like the combined set of dogs with the old Gentry Dog and Pony Show. And I had one swell time, too, to get Stan settled down in one spot long enough to get the dope out of him. And when I did and I popped the question, “What about your answer to the Les Weir gang?” well, boys and girls, to be very polite, I had stirred up a hornet’s nest, but I am ask- ing your indulgence for the omissions that are necessary as this issue of the Pathe Sun must go through the mails, so bear with the Editor and myself while listening in to what I can remember and it starts off some- thing like this: “WHAT? YOU GOT GUTS ENOUGH TO ASK ME THAT? WHY &% “+$&%=+X”'» and while I think of it $''%§"||() and ” “But listen, old timer, I promised Jack Level I would get him a story of your gang and not anything else and here you are giving me a lesson in profanity that is a rare treat even to a hardened guy like myself but, “Well, then,” Jacques said tremblingly, “didja read the storv of the Athletics and the Cubs in the World’s Series game of Saturday ’October 12th?” And of course I had to say yes ’cause I sure got a great kick out of it, and then this king Jacques fairly shouted, “Well, that’s the Weir gang all over and if you don’t think I am right just listen to this—The Cock Fight started and got on its way and the third round appeared with Weir and his gang more cocky than ever and it gets down into the middle of the game and the Weir gang are leading themselves into a condition that swells them all out of shape and they are leading by a long handful and way out in front when all of a sudden I come to the bat with my crew and—well may- be you would like to hear the story, stranger. You would? Well I like to tell it so sit down right here and I don’t give a whoop if you got a stone in your shoe or not, you just got to listen to how me and my gang kicked the West Coast Captain Kidd and his Crew. It was like this, stranger, after the seventh inning, (we calls ’em innings in cock-fights too) dem guys from de West was leadin’ us 8 to nuthin’ and it looked kind o’ gloomy for us of the Great Mid-West, BUT they did not reckon on guts and stamina so we comes to bat trailin’ as I sed before with Branson up and what did the University kid do but just sock one over the left field bleachers for a homer. That was our first run. Ballantyne singled to right. Olsmith singled to center, Ballantyne taking second. Hill singled to left on the first pitched ball, scoring Ballantyne and putting “Dutch” on second. Lorch singled to right scoring Olsmith, and putting Hill on third. Clarke hoisted to Cory for the first out. MacIntyre hopped a single over second, scoring Hill and sending Lorch to third. O’KEEFE WAS THEN TAKEN OUT BY WEIR. THEUERKAUF NOW PITCHING FOR THE WETR- IED WEST COASTERS. STOUT LOST GRAHAM’S DRIVE IN THE SUN AND IT WENT FOR A HOME RUN, SCORING LORCH AND MACINTYRE AHEAD OF HIM. IT WAS NOT A DIFFICULT DRIVE BUT STOUT MISSED IT ENTIRELY. THE SCORE NOW EIGHT TO SEVEN IN FAVOR OF THE WIER-IED COAST BAT- TLERS. HARRIS WALKED. THEUERKAUF WAS TAKEN OUT AND WAS RELIEVED BY BUTLER. GRAHAM’S GROUNDER BOUNCED OFF PERCY’S GIMPS FOR A SINGLE, HARRIS TAK- ING SECOND. ZAPP LINED A SINGLE TO CENTER SCORING HARRIS, TYING THE SCORE. AND SENDING GRAHAM TO THIRD. THIS WAS ENOUGH FOR BUTLER AND STOUT WAS SENT IN TO PITCH FOR THE MORE THAN WEIR-Y GROGGY WEST COASTERS. STOUT’S FIRST PITCH HIT RURY ON THE SHORT REEL SHIRT AND FILLED THE BASES. (Continued on Page 2)