Clipping:Flooding the field for a rain-out

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Date	Sunday, August 24, 1884
Text	Frank [Bancroft] makes the boast that he was never connected with a club that had a real bad, losing season. To show what he will resort to it is only necessary to relate a little instance that occurred last year while he was manager of the Cleveland League Club. One day he was scheduled to play the Providence League team on his home grounds, but owing to the sickness of McCormick and Dunlap, both of whom sent word they could not play, he was in a quandary as to what course to pursue. The elements favored him, however, and, while he was thinking, a very slight rain began to fall. In this Bancroft saw his chance,. Jumping into a hack he was driven rapidly to the Base-ball Park. In an instant he had issued an order to the ground-keeper to attach the hose (regular fire-engine size) to the hydrant and play the stream on the grounds. He then took a position in the grand stand, where he could command a view of streets leading to the gate. The hose continued to pour bucketful after bucketful of water all over the diamond. This was continued until the whole place was deluged, and then the employee was ordered to desist. About noon Harry Wright, Manager of the Providence Club, came out to see the grounds. “I am afraid we will have to call this game,” said Bancroft. “Why?” inquired Harry. “Oh, these are the queerest grounds you ever saw. They are flooded over every time it rains.” While they were talking they walked out on the field. Wright had not gone far before he sunk into the soft soil above his shoe tops. “I guess you are right,” said Harry. So the game was postponed on account of a rain that did not lay the dust in the streets.
Source	Cincinnati Enquirer
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Submitted by	Richard Hershberger
Origin	Initial Hershberger Clippings

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