第5章 THE REDHEADED OUTFIELD(5)

``Well, if it didn't kill him I'm blamed glad he got it....Cap, we can trim 'em yet.Reddie Ray'll play the whole outfield.Give Reddie a chance to run! Tell the boy to cut loose.And all of you git in the game.Win or lose, I won't forget it.I've a hunch.Once in a while I can tell what's comin'

off.Some queer game this! And we're goin' to win.Gilbat lost the game; Clammer throwed it away again, and now Reddie Ray's due to win it....I'm all in, but I wouldn't miss the finish to save my life.''

Delaney's deep presaging sense of baseball events was never put to a greater test.And the seven Stars, with the score tied, exhibited the temper and timber of a championship team in the last ditch.It was so splendid that almost instantly it caught the antagonistic bleachers.

Wherever the tired Scott found renewed strength and speed was a mystery.But he struck out the hard-hitting Providence catcher and that made the third out.The Stars could not score in their half of the inning.Likewise the seventh inning passed without a run for either side; only the infield work of the Stars was something superb.When the eighth inning ended, without a tally for either team, the excitement grew tense.

There was Reddy Ray playing outfield alone, and the Grays with all their desperate endeavors had not lifted the ball out of the infield.

But in the ninth, Blake, the first man up, lined low toward right center.The hit was safe and looked good for three bases.No one looking, however, had calculated on Reddie's Ray's fleetness.

He covered ground and dove for the bounding ball and knocked it down.Blake did not get beyond first base.The crowd cheered the play equally with the prospect of a run.Dorr bunted and beat the throw.White hit one of the high fast balls Scott was serving and sent it close to the left-field foul line.The running Reddie Ray made on that play held White at second base.But two runs had scored with no one out.

Hanley, the fourth left-handed hitter, came up and Scott pitched to him as he had to the others --high fast balls over the inside corner of the plate.Reddy Ray's position was some fifty yards behind deep short, and a little toward center field.

He stood sideways, facing two-thirds of that vacant outfield.In spite of Scott's skill, Hanley swung the ball far round into right field, but he hit it high, and almost before he actually hit it the great sprinter was speeding across the green.

The suspence grew almost unbearable as the ball soared in its parabolic flight and the red-haired runner streaked dark across the green.

The ball seemed never to be coming down.And when it began to descend and reached a point perhaps fifty feet above the ground there appeared more distance between where it would alight and where Reddie was than anything human could cover.It dropped and dropped, and then dropped into Reddie Ray's outstretched hands.He had made the catch look easy.But the fact that White scored from second base on the play showed what the catch really was.

There was no movement or restlessness of the audience such as usually indicated the beginning of the exodus.Scott struck Babcock out.The game still had fire.The Grays never let up a moment on their coaching.And the hoarse voices of the Stars were grimmer than ever.Reddie Ray was the only one of the seven who kept silent.

And he crouched like a tiger.