Judge, 1925-11-14 · page 9 of 37
Judge — November 14, 1925 — page 9: what you’re looking at
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# Explanation for Modern Readers This page contains two separate pieces of satire: **Top cartoon:** A domestic burglary scene where householders chase a burglar hiding under a bed. The burglar's quip—that he's gathering "material for a play"—suggests he finds their panic amusing and theatrical. It's gentle satire on how people react to crime. **"What Every Football Writer Knows":** Richard S. Wallace satirizes sports journalism clichés. The piece mocks the predictable, formulaic language football writers use: describing games as "mighty" classics, crowds as "largest in history," all players as "brilliant." The final line is the punchline—writers hate football season and can't wait to return to "real" writing (politics). This skewers both lazy sportswriting and intellectual snobbery about football as a serious subject. **Bottom cartoon:** A conversation between "Sue" and "The Brute" plays on double meaning—she asks if football is "brutal," but he interprets it as commenting on expensive ticket prices, not violence. Light social satire on inflation.
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HovseHoLtpers—Get him, Officer—he’s right under the bed! Burcar Suspect—Listen, Bull, they’re cuckoo—I’m gettin’ material fer a play! What Every Football Writer Knows HAT it was an ideal day with a clear sky and a sharp tang in the air. That the hordes of football enthu- siasts began to arrive the day before the game. That the crowd was colorful. That it was the largest in football history. That the game was a mighty grid- iron classic. That every girl in a fur coat was a visiting débutante. That every man in a fur coat was a college rooter—or a chauffeur. That the playing of both captains was brilliant. That every available seat in the bowl was filled. That the losing team played with grim determination. That the shadows were lengthen- ing as the game drew to a close. That the snake-dance was a riotous mass of exultant youth. That he’s glad the football season will soon be over and he can go back to writing politics again. Richard 8. Wallace Sue—Don’t you think there’s something brutal about foot- ball? Tue Brute—Yeah, the price of the seats!