Saturday, eleven to two
I saw the pennant slowly fading , and the successful season , and the business deal , and the cottage , and Milly -- But when I thought of her I just could not see failure . Something must be done , but what ? I was at the end of my wits . When Jersey City beat us that Saturday , eleven to two , shoving us down to fifth place with only a few percentage points above the Fall River team , I grew desperate , and locking my players in the dressing room I went after them . They had lain down on me and needed a jar . I told them so straight and flat , and being bitter , I did not pick and choose my words . `` And fellows , '' I concluded , `` you 've got to brace .