Woonsocket High School - Quiver Yearbook (Woonsocket, RI)

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THE HIGH SCHOOL QUIVER 21 of players gives us hope for the future and next season we expect to tnake a more creditable showing. Mr. Keaney has worked hard with the team, and would have been more successful if the players had had more experience. Woonsocket 6, Cranston 5. On May 27 the baseball team defeated the strong Cranston nine by a 6 to 5 score in a twelve-inning game, which had many spectacular plays. Kelley won the game in the twelfth by hitting out a single, scoring Cook. Spratt pitched a star game during the twelve innings. THE ANCIENT BASEBALL FAN (With apologies to S. T. Coleridge.) It is an ancient Baseball Fan, j And he stoppeth one of three; “By thy long gray beard and glittering eye Now wherefore stopps’t thou me? “The game is now almost begun, And I’m to pitch today; The stands are dense with crowds immense, All eager for the play.” He holds him with his skinny hand. “Here was a game,” quoth he. “Hold off! unhand me, gray-beard loon!” Eftsoons his hand dropped he. He holds him with his glittering eye. The Ballplayer stood still, And listens like a three years’ child, The old Fan hath his will. J “The day was hot, the sun did burn, The field was parched and dry, j And from our brows did course the sweat Like raindrops from on high. “Each inning came, each inning went, And passed without a score; ( And hits were rare as the polar bear On Afric’s northern shore. 4—

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20 THE HIGH SCHOOL QUIVER ing seven games played, we won four, including two victories over the fast Putnam, Conn., quintet. The members of the team were Daigneault and Murphy, forwards; Spratt, center; Cook, Seaver, and Kelley, backs. Every man on the team did excellent work, largely due to the instruction of Mr. Keaney. Besides the first team, we had a second team and a Midgets’ team, both of which made a good showing. TRACK NOTES The W. H. S. track team made a fair showing at the Rhode Island State College meet held at Kingston, May 10. The locals scored four points against the best school athletes in Rhode Island, several of the contending teams failing to get a single point. Byron Hudson, ’13, won second place in the 12-lb. shotput, his mark being only a few inches behind that of the winner. Rodolphe Gladue, ’13, took fourth place in the hammer throw. Technical won the meet. An Inter-Class track meet was held at Clinton Oval, October 8, 1912. The Seniors easily won the meet, the Juniors getting second place, BASEBALL The fact that the baseball team has failed to win games this year must not lead one to believe that our team is a very poor one, for such is not the case. In fact, we have one of the strongest fielding teams in the league, but we have failed to win games, mainly on account of the inexperience of our pitchers. Furthermore, our team is built up chiefly of recruits, some of whom have played very little before, and most of whom are new in their positions. Seaver, for example, had never pitched a ball previous to this season, but he shows excellent promise of being a star twirler next year. This season he has shown improvement in every game. Cook had never caught behind the bat before this year. Morrissey, formerly a pitcher, has developed into one of the best first-basemen in the Interscholastic League. This is Emidy’s first season at second, and Kelley’s at third. Lee was always a catcher, but now he is doing well in the outfield. In spite of this inexperience, every man on the team has done fair work. Lambert has made a good exhibition at short, and has shown himself to be a hitter. Morrissey and Emidy have been batting consistently, each getting at least one hit in almost every game. Cook is a fine catcher, and has been throwing down to second in big-league style. Kelley has done good work at third, and Murphy ranks as one of the best out fielders in the league. Such an aggregation

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the high school quiver “The mighty Lambert thrice had come To bat, and thrice had fanned ; And every ball that could be hit Did reach some fielder’s hand. “Frank Seaver, on the mound for us, Did work in wondrous style. Each man that walked up to the plate Right soon did benchward file. “Man after man, man after man Came up to bat in vain; And each struck out on three pitched balls The fans were nigh insane. “Each inning came, each inning went, And not a man reached first; The fiery sun his course had run, Yet, not a man reached first. ‘Players, players everywhere,— In frenzy we did sit,— Players, players everywhere, Nor any man to hit. “And then the ninteenth inning came. The visitors scored twice; nd hopes of victory were fled As birds of Paradise. “And when Woonsocket came to bat, The first two men struck out; And now the game seemed truly lost Beyond the slightest doubt. “Then Morrissey stepped to the plate, He hit and reached his base; Now once again a ray of hope Lit up each true fan’s face. “And next came Lambert up to bat, A mighty crash was heard ;