But he did not like to think further. He realized that the money he had counted on would not be forthcoming.
“I’m not going to admit that we’ll lose,” and Joe gritted his teeth. “We’re going to win.”
Quickly he changed into his uniform, and while he was doing it the stand above him fairly shook with a mighty yell.
“Somebody’s done something!” cried Joe aloud. “Oh, if I was only there to see!”
The yelling continued, and there was a sound like thunder as thousands of feet stamped on the stand above Joe’s head.
“What is it? What is it?” he asked himself, feverishly, and his hands trembled so that he could hardly tie the laces of his shoes.
He rushed out to find the applause still continuing and was just in time to see Charlie Hall cross the rubber plate.
“He must have made a home run! That means two, for he brought in Bob!” thought Joe.
He knew this was so, for, a moment later he caught the frantic shouts: