*Aug. 11, 1954—MAMA ‘JAN HAS CONNIPITION FIT’ _______ Kempa singles-“Pappy Can’t Score From Second!” ________HEADED FOR THIRD-“He’ll Make It” ________PAPPY SLIPS ROUNDING THIRD—“Oh, No! He’ll Never Make it now.” ______UP AND HEADED HOME—“I Just Can’t Look” _______YOUR SAFE (five photos of Jan Kennedy and son)
GOLD SOX SCITTER BY PLAINVIEW, 1-0—by Harry Gilstrap, Sports Editor—Manager Frank Dempa singled to right field on the three-two pitch with one out in the eighth inning to score Frosty Kennedy, the night’s honoree, from second base and give Len Ruyle and the Gold Sox a 1-0 victory over Plainview last night. It was to have been the first game of a doubleheader. But Kempa and the Ponies’ Jackie Sullivan, who by that time had decided it had been a mistake even to start under such deplorable ground conditions, agreed that a second game inevitably would be an anti-climax and a greater mistake still. Umpire Gene Bothell and Charley Butler, of the same mind, accommodated by calling off the afterpiece, which thus went down the drain altogether, since the clubs aren’t scheduled to meet again this year. Some of the customers made loud sounds of extreme displeasure at the announcement, though how any right-thinking baseball devotee could figure he’d been cheated is beyond understanding. It was, as the score makes option of the gooey muck in which vious, one of the season’s better contests here, almost unbelievably better than could have been expected in particular considerate was played. Gold Sox Field, already muddy as a result of Saturdays and Sunday’s rains, had been drenched again by a later afternoon shower, and the Ponies hadn’t want5ed to play at all. Wonderful to say, however, there was only one error and that, a wide throw by Kempa after his excellent stop an Bill Adelheim in the fourth, quite excusable, It did no harm, incidentally, for Adelheim at once was erased in a double play. Ruyle, posting his 19th victory of the season against 12 losses, which also was his fourth shutout over the Ponies, bad sturdy opposition from veteran Don Tierney, former Gold sox right-hander, who struck out 13, but Len thoroughly deserved his success. He permitted five hits, walked none, and after some difficulty in the first inning allowed no foeman to progress safely as far as third base and only one to reach second. The Sox meantime mounted three strong threats against Rierney, in the fourth, fifth and sixth innings, before ending it in the eighth and extra round. It was “Frosty Kennedy night,” the big first baseman, his pretty wife and their baby son receiving gifts from the fans—these, of course, featuring a plentiful supply of eating-tobacco for big Frosty. It would have been nice if he could have won it personally with a homer. Unfortunately from the standpoint of the appropriate, he failed with men on base3 the first three times, once striking out with the bases loaded. But he did turn in the night’s best defensive play, a leaping, one-handed grab of Tom Curley’s drive in the seventh, and eventually had his share of the eighth-inning heroics. He started the lower half of that round by working Tierney for a walk, one of three doled out by Don. Julio de la Torre struck out, swinging. Goose Goff also walked. Then, on the three-two count, Kempa pumped his humpbacked hit between right and center. Kennedy slipped in the mud as he rounded third, almost fell, but recovered and beat Cal Mickelson’s throw, though barely…
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