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Show B.D.A.A FLASHES by Jim Abplanalp BASEBALL BENEFIT DANCE Tomorrow night, June 28, is the big Baseball Dance at the Gemmell Club. One of the finest orchestras in the country will furnish the music, and you can't help but have a good time. To help the BDAA pay baseball base-ball expenses, Gemmell Club has donated this fine orchestra. If you are a club member, you do not have to pay to dance, but we have asked nearly everyone to ; donate for this cause to help ' make baseball a success. Dancing will begin at 9:00 p.m., , with Max Engman and his Rainbow Rain-bow Randevu orchestra furnishing furnish-ing the music. Come on out and enjoy a pleasant evening! MERCHANTS AT BINGHAM JULY 1st f The BDAA baseball nine will battle the rejuvenated Helper v Merchants here next Tuesday night in the final game of a very rugged first half. The Merchants have added strength all through their line-up, and promise to make things tough from here on out. The local club has had its ups and downs. A crippled mound stalf has cropped up lately late-ly and dealt a blow to first half hopes, but the boys hope to overcome over-come this soon. The loss of Neil Astle to an Oregon league, came as a severe jolt, and at a bad time. Sluga and Stuckenschneider have turn- ed in some creditable pitching chores. Vic lost a tough one to Brigham City last week, and .Sluga again proved his mastery over American Fork. Bingham downed the Steelers 6 to 4 behind Sluga's pitching and hitting, and the entire team played play-ed perhaps the best game of the season. Wednesday night at Provo, the locals ran into a combination of .a lot of things, mostly base hits, and were treated quite rudely, as the Flyers did just what their name implies. A couple of times the Flyers took nose dives, but they had their heavy bombers out for a saturation mop-up. Bingham's offensive power was bottled up by Fords anti-aircraft punches and murky weather. A damp field aided the local club's miscues. Seemed like the wet horsehide was full of jumping beans whenever they tried to throw a runner out. Even he ump was almost caught by he .flak barrage. The wet, sqwooshy pellet ricocheted off a bat, disappeared dis-appeared for several seconds, and finally the dazed ump opened his one good eye, and discovered the missing ball. Somehow that elusive missile had come to rest against poor Mr. Shulsen's (the ump) eye, and inside his mask. No offense meant, but that was the kind of game that could give an umpire a black eye. Score: (very small print) 26 to 2. O |