Clipping:How games were corrupted
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| Date | Wednesday, May 30, 1888 |
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| Text | [from Caylor's column] Another veteran player told me last summer some of his experience in those corrupt days of the game. Mike McGeary at that time was a notable player, but every once in a while when Mike's nine was playing, he would not be well, would have a Charley-horse or something of the kind, and would lay off. On such occasions Mike invariably got up on the stands back of the Gold Board, and that stand had no roof over it. Consequently Mike carried a very peculiar yellow umbrella or sun shade. It was amusing and instructive to notice how often Mike raised his yellow parasol, and just as often lowered it. Indeed, he seemed to go through a regular drill with it, and his fellow players down in the field could always know where their captain was by the shade of his peculiar umbrella. “By gosh it's hot,” Mike would say and up went his umbrella. Strange to say a few bad errors would invariably follow, and a number of runs would result to his club. Then Captain Mike would move over into another part of the stand where some one was offering a heavy bet that his club would not score a run in the next inning. A man following close to Mike would take the bet. In order to wipe the perspiration from his brow the yellow umbrella had to be lowered and while this work was being done, his men out on the field would become possessed, and fairly knock the ball out of the enclosure. That old yellow umbrella was worth more to McGeary in those days than any old pair of shoes or gloves in these days of the $2,000 limit rule. |
| Source | Sporting Life |
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| Submitted by | Richard Hershberger |
| Origin | Initial Hershberger Clippings |
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