ts the visitors somewhat. But, anyhow, it is
reasonably certain that the Mackmen had plenty, while New York
was several shy of the total that would have cheered the heart
of Gotham, if indeed Gotham has a heart.

Connie Mack and John J. McGraw each had to do some guessing
to-day in the matter of picking a pitcher. Lean Connie picked up
the right answer and Fat John did not. There's the whole story.
The Philadelphia boss shook up the names of his young pitchers
in a hat, shut his eyes, and drew out the name of Joe Bush.
McGraw, by and with the consent and advice of his entire club,
picked Jeff Tesreau. At least it was popularly believed, during
and before the game started, that John had given his mound corps
a careful slant and chosen Jeff as the best bet. Afterward some
of the experts believed that the New York manager, by way of
showing a delicate bit of courtesy to a guest, had accorded
Connie the privilege of naming New York's gunner. Certainly
Tesreau was the best player Philadelphia had and the Athletics
were seriously crippled when he retired in the seventh, just
after Baker had knocked Doyle's right leg out into the field.

About all that Tesreau had was a fine physique and a mouthful of
slippery elm. Almost before the umpires and managers had ceased
to chat over the rules, the Macks had lumped three hits, and
with a wild heave by Artie Fletcher had scored three runs, which
was one more than the Giants got all day. In the next inning
some more hammering gave another pair of markers. Then Tesreau
settled down and went along fairly well until the seventh. The
Athletics had another rush of hits to the outfield in this
inning and Otis Crandall came in to finish up the contest, or
scandal, whichever you choose to term it. By this time Connie's
men were getting hungry for supper, so they made only one tally
off Crandall, this coming when Wallie Schang bakered one into
the right field stand.

Of course, under such conditions, Joe Bush didn't have a real
test. Connie Mack himself, or his crippled batboy, could have
pitched the game and won it from the second inning on. Joe just
kept slamming them over and, though he had a couple of wild
spells that gave the Giants a chance to figure in the game, he
always was able to pull himself together before there was any
real dan