August 19, 1906 - The Washington Post, DC - Elberfeld a Disturber
Elberfeld a Disturber.
Norman Elberfeld's prompt reinstatement by Ban Johnson is a slap in the face at "Connie" Mack, Fielder Jones, Larry Lajoie, and Jimmy McAleer, gentlemen who have chances to acquire the American League championship, says Harry Lanigan, of SL Louis.
Elberfeld acted the ruffian when here last week. He called Umpire "Silk" O'Loughlin a lot of filthy names, winding up his tirade by making a rush at the arbitrator.
Sidetracked, Elberfeld renewed his attack, and, in his second whirl, carried a bat.
A native son and a splendid little fellow, when he doesn't lose his temper and go up in the air, is the Yankees' brilliant shortstop. He's Griff's field leader, and as much Griff's superior as a baseball general as Johnny McGraw is superior to Herman Fenski.
The night the Yankees left for Chicago Elberfeld issued a statement that ran along these lines:
"I've been summoned to appear before Mr. Johnson in the morning. There's nothing to it, but that if he punishes me and I don't get his promise for protection from his umpires, I will kick over the traces and hie myself to the outlaw league.
"These umpires have it in for me. I got hit three times here, and not once would O'Loughlin allow me to walk. I won't stand for any monkey business from Mr. Johnson. He's got to promise me protection, else I'll take the league on the run."
Elberfeld saw Johnson the next morning. On promise of good behavior, it was wired out of Chicago, he was reinstated after a suspension lasting two days.
With Elberfeld out for ten days or two weeks, as he should have been, the Yankees, most likely, would have taken a drop in the race. At that, they haven't triumphed with him. The White Sox whipped Griff's children three straight times, and the one frolic they didn't annex they tied.
Norman Elberfeld's prompt reinstatement by Ban Johnson is a slap in the face at "Connie" Mack, Fielder Jones, Larry Lajoie, and Jimmy McAleer, gentlemen who have chances to acquire the American League championship, says Harry Lanigan, of SL Louis.
Elberfeld acted the ruffian when here last week. He called Umpire "Silk" O'Loughlin a lot of filthy names, winding up his tirade by making a rush at the arbitrator.
Sidetracked, Elberfeld renewed his attack, and, in his second whirl, carried a bat.
A native son and a splendid little fellow, when he doesn't lose his temper and go up in the air, is the Yankees' brilliant shortstop. He's Griff's field leader, and as much Griff's superior as a baseball general as Johnny McGraw is superior to Herman Fenski.
The night the Yankees left for Chicago Elberfeld issued a statement that ran along these lines:
"I've been summoned to appear before Mr. Johnson in the morning. There's nothing to it, but that if he punishes me and I don't get his promise for protection from his umpires, I will kick over the traces and hie myself to the outlaw league.
"These umpires have it in for me. I got hit three times here, and not once would O'Loughlin allow me to walk. I won't stand for any monkey business from Mr. Johnson. He's got to promise me protection, else I'll take the league on the run."
Elberfeld saw Johnson the next morning. On promise of good behavior, it was wired out of Chicago, he was reinstated after a suspension lasting two days.
With Elberfeld out for ten days or two weeks, as he should have been, the Yankees, most likely, would have taken a drop in the race. At that, they haven't triumphed with him. The White Sox whipped Griff's children three straight times, and the one frolic they didn't annex they tied.
