We do not propose to give the technicalities of this game, nor the gossip connected with the players, nor the bad "fielding" here and the worse "running" there; but we do propose to say that there is no excuse on earth for the Unions being beaten as badly as they were on Saturday.
The swoop of the Athletic eagle had been broad and pitiless, but the swarth mown by the Atlantics was wide and clean and perfect. To get breath and to do well the Unions had played two games with the Empire Club. In both of these games the Unions had striven well and won fairly; and the Empires had striven well, too, and lost.
After the home games the Atlantics came. Pearce was with them, a great athlete; Smith's bronzed face was tanned by the St. Louis sun; Start had his muscles perfect; Chapman ran like a deer; Zettlein's ball was as sure as a Parrott shell; Pratt had perfect hands to catch; Mills was superbly cool; Crane possessed iron nerve; and Ferguson was a splendid "left field."
The uniform of the Athletics assimilated to the uniform of the Unions; but after the playing commenced there was no more comparisons. In their blue pants, their white caps, their white shirts, or in the blazon of the initial letters "U. and A.," the two clubs looked clean limbed and workers.
A toss for position came and the Unions went to the field and the Atlantics to the bat. From the first the game was in favor of the Atlantic. More athletic; more thoroughly drilled; paying better attention and understanding perfectly the strategy of the game, was it any wonder that they won? The day was pleasant, and the great June sun was bathing in the sea of the sky; and, to screen his naked majesty, cloud after cloud came up, and to introduce the clouds the winds sent their avant couriers. Of the Unions, Lucas, Oran, Smith, Eastin, Duncan, and Carr played elegantly. To criticise them it would be necessary to say that Oran had learnt strategy from the Athletics; that Duncan was a splendid fielder; that Carr ran swiftly; that Lucas was a good pitcher, and that Greenleaf was a better pitcher than Lucas; that Yore was good in the field, and that, as skirmishers, Yore, Eastin, Freeman and Cabanne were excellent...
The Unions were whitewashed on the first, fifth, sixth, eighth and ninth innings; and, as the game progressed, they played without animation and without any seeming interest. Ferguson, of the Atlantics, a splendid player; Start, as good as Ferguson, and Mills, as good as either of them, made beautiful home runs. Oran, the catcher of the Unions, played excellently; Duncan made a home run, the only one of the Union Club that accomplished it; Smith wanted energy; Greenleaf caught some beautiful "flys;" Carr made one or two bad "muffs;" Eastin was struck hard in the side, and felt it, and Cabanne did not play with his accustomed prestige.
-Missouri Republican, June 28, 1868
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