24 June 1902
Boston 6 Washington 7
Washington took kindly to George Winter’s delivery. Doc Adkins who relieved Winter’s after the fifth, allowed the home team only two hits. “Doc Adkins is the cutest thing in the pitching line that has ever come this way. Nothing has ever decorated a Christmas tree, is one, two, three with this cherubic faced youth. By the time he reaches Boston and exhibits himself, every girl in the Back Bay district will want their mamma to buy her a pitcher just like Mr. Adkins, he’s so cute. But he knows a few things about the game. Jimmy Collins was put out of the game for kicking. Umpire Bob Caruthers. Time 1:45. Attendance 3,881.
Ed Delehanty came to bat with Jimmy Ryan on second and Adkins in the box. A college pitcher fool the only Del? “Not on your life,” murmured Del. Doc Adkins tried a change of pace pitch and Del hits it past the right fielder.
Umpire Caruthers called Wyatt Lee safe at third and Manager Jimmy Collins took exception to the call and here is the argument.
Caruthers declared that the Washington man was “all right.”
“I wish I could say as much for you,” tartly replied Collins, making a funny face at the umpire.
“Don’t get gat now, youse,” advised Caruthers.
Collins answered that he would be just as gay and as saucy as he wished.
“Back youse, back to de bench,” commanded Caruthers.
“Pardon, me, but I presume you are admonishing me to amble to yon shaded spot where my association in the noble sport are want to rest their tired limbs after strenuous efforts to hesitate the onward flight of the spheroid,” lightly reparted Collins.
“Now youse is calling me names, and I won’t stand for no names. Back youse, back out of the lot,” Caruthers said.
Collins walked over to the bench and traded sweaters with Bill Dinneen and, wrapping a bath robe around his shoulders, sneaked out of the grounds, only to come back when Umpire Caruthers resumed business.
