WENATCHEE —Victoria no longer holds the distinction of being smothered under the greatest score in Western International league history.
The Wenatchee Chiefs won that (honor) Sunday night after absorbing a 35 to 6 beating at the hands of Yakima in the first game of their doubleheader here.
The previous single game team scoring record was established last year when these same Yakima Stars defeated Victoria 31 to 2. But that was in a regular nine-ining game. The contest Sunday night was seven innings, lasting two hours and 55 minutes.
Yakima banged out 25 hits, including five homers and a double, and took advantage of six errors and 15 bases on balls issued by five Wenatchee pitchers.
Yakima ......... 355 186 7—35 25 2
Wenatchee .... 300 300 0— 6 6 6
Ward, Wallerstein (1) and Phillips; Osborne, Adam (2), Frost (2), Stevens (5), Winter (7) and Pesut.
Yakima .......... 301 020 030 - 9 8 2
Wenatchee .... 000 301 130 - 8 8 2
Nowels, Romple (8) and Kerr; Rose, McCollum (9) and Pesut.
Salem .......... 010 100 000-2 9 2
Spokane ....... 200 000 01x—8 8 3
Gunnarson, Sporer (3) and Beard; Latino and Bufflap.
Salem ........... 100 010 000— 2 8 5
Spokane ....... 040 070 06x—17 11 2
Mosser, O'Boyle (5) and Cook; Miller, Werbowski (1) and Bufflap.
Tacoma ............ 004 001 000—5 13 1
Bremerton ........ 101 000 202—6 11 2
Walden, Morgan (7) and Kuper; P. Barisoff, Johnston (3), Marshall (7) and Volpi.
Second game (7 innings):
Tacoma ............ 000 000 0—0 3 3
Bremerton ........ 021 000 x—3 6 1
Gilson, Sabutis (2), Chetkovich (5) and Clifford; Sullivan and Ronning.
(only games scheduled)
SPOKANE, May 18 - The Spokane Indians cut two players to get below the 20-player limit by today. Outfielder Len Scarpelli was send to the Class C Santa Barbera club in the California League and pitcher Mike Lohbeck went to Abilene of the West Texas loop.
Before and After
By Ken McConnell
[Vancouver Province, May 19, 1947]
HE’S OUR MAN
He’s a mighty capable young man. Tight-lipped, confident, running a potential title-winning club. Manager Bill Brenner of the Capilanos never commits himself. But he is ready to put himself “on the spot” and on several occasions he has come through magnificently.
Last year our Caps couldn’t get out of a slow gallop and innerable excuses were made for the team. None was necessary. Any person seeing them in action recognized at once they were totally incapable of playing winning ball.
Managers came and departed. Ball players were shifted around. Eventually Brenner was nominated in the forlorn hope, I guesss, that somehow he would be present when the club finally wound up the schedule.
But under Bill a spark was kindled and the team was playing really good ball towards the end of the season. He has carried over the same spirit into the present campaign, his first full season as team manager.
And now there is a worry at Capilano Stadium. As the club remains in the first division it is feared the park will never accommodate all the fans who will jack-knife themselves in there during the hot weather.
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Had to be Shown
Baseball fans, generally speaking—and they are doing just that, either with honeyed words (as at present) or harsh and spireful criticism (as of last year)—warmed up slowly to the Caps this season.
That was only reasonable.
Glowing spring training reports have a nasty habit of failing to stand up when the season opens and the actual play for the pennant starts.
But this season the Caps starting hitting the ball, overcame what looked like early and disastrous injuries and Brenner’s Brownie Boys won nine in a row.
Almost entirely dependent on Seattle Rainiers for help, the Caps have gone along at a good clip, despite the fact the parent team ha consistently remained in seventh place in the Pacific Coast League standings.
Jimmy Estrada was hurt and up came Red Tran, to plaster the ball and win games. Tran became ill and Estrada was ready to go. Lavis York looked like money from home on first base. He suffered an arm injury and was finally forced to return to his home in the deep south. Bill Wright came in and the team has gone right, playing good ball for Brenner.
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Bud Hjelmaa, who struts to the plate like a pouter pigeon, has been hitting the ball and along with Lee Mohr, who is one the club’s most valuable workers at the plate, has formed an efficient keystone combination.
The pitching, for the most part, has been good in the clutches although Bob Snyder just seems to be downright unlucky when he goes to work here.
It was, so far as we are concerned, one of the season’s best games. Then Bob seemed to shape off requested pitches from Brenner and possibly Snyder outguessed them himself, because the pitch he delivered went for a longish, leftfield home run that came at a most inopportune time, all the satchels being filled with Victorians.
Ron Bryant has arm trouble. But Bob Hall, who has bulging biceps and looks at though he gave that guy Atlas lessons, has been powdering in his pitches and winning ball games.
Hunk Anderson has been having a fairly warmish season. Sandy Robertson has looked impressive.
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Two Imported Goals
Jim Hedgecock has been going along right well and only the young lad, Jack Meister, ha failed to produce consistently.
Helping Bill with the catching chores is the boy from Brooklyn, Bob Stumpf. He has been most acceptable. Out in the gardens, Lou Estes, Charlie Mead and Frank Mullens have been performing brilliantly on occasion and for all of the season, satisfactorally.
Well, there is our team, piloted by a guy who has the confidence of the fans.
The Caps’ goal is winning the pennant. Possibly that will not be achieved this year. But is shapes up as one of those seasons when Vancouver fans will have great gobs of satisfaction and even when we lose—as on Friday night—nobody will be mad. It was that kind of a ball game and that’s the way the Caps are playing this year.
Their really important goal, though, is finally reaching that new stadium on Little Mountain.
When that occurs we’ll have a capable ball club and probably we’ll have a sufficiently important setup to make a real bid for [a] Coast League franchise. When that happens we hope we’ll have Bill Brenner around and more like him, too.