The Philadelphia Inquirer is celebrating its 180th anniversary this year, and is reprinting articles from past editions. I loved this one:
To mark the 180th anniversary of its founding, The Inquirer is reprinting an article from its archives every Monday for 18 weeks. Today’s offering, the 10th in our series, was published on July 8, 1911, and describes a baseball game between the Phillies and the St. Louis Cardinals.
Say! for the love of Mike, who slipped our goat to Roger Bresnahan this season? For aeons and aeons have we been accustomed to viewing the St. Louis baseball team as a nice bunch of juicy ensilage on which to fatten our percentage in the official averages. But verily, Clarice, the times have changed since mother was a girl. So far this season, the Phils have come in immediate juxtaposition with Bresnahan’s outfit just nine times and seven times have they got a nice jarring jolt square on the Adam’s Apple.
The seventh jolt occurred at Broad and Huntingdon streets yesterday p.m., when with the score a tie in the ninth inning and the bases full of dancing Cardinals an untimely and extremely unfortunate boot by the usually reliable Mique Doolan allowed the Bresnahans to subsequently put six runs over the plate and beat us out by a 9 to 4 score. There’s nothing to it. Mique’s boot did the trick. Eliminating this bobble of Mike’s we’d have nosed them out in the ninth inning by score of 4 to 3. But who has a better right to boot one now and then than Mike, even if it does cost us a game? Holy smoke! Hasn’t Mike saved enough games for us with his wonderful fielding to make us forget a little thing like his slip-up of yestere’en. Take it from me, if we all made as few mistakes in our business as Mike does in his, we’d be shoving the boss off the Brussels carpet and running the ranch ourselves.
Read the whole thing at the link; it’s great stuff!
¹ – The Philadelphia Inquirer, Monday, 6 July 2009, p. B-1