Judge, 1928-10-27 · page 16 of 36
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JUDGE Swiss window-cleaner demonstrating the use of the small chamois. The 100 Best Tricks in Football XI.—Grandmother’s Rash or the Northern Nightingale. This play is one of the least successful in the whole bag of tricks and can be counted upon to yield a couple of points for the op- ponents almost any time, regard- less of atmospheric conditions, static or previous condition of servitude. It is sometimes called by its more technical name of ichthyo- thaurus brawlendi, or Infant's Rub, after its sponsor, Senator Clawson of North Dakota, who was then p teur tennis in a libra ntinople. In that splendid volume of memoirs, “The Big Stiff as I Knew Him,” by his great-grand- mother, Sarah Ashworthy, it is said that the Colonel never missed a single Saturday night in the vicinity of his team's quarters, which, by the just around the corner fr Eyed Pete's Billiard Parlor, Bowling Alley and Saloon, at the corner of what used to be 54th and Broad The pl left tac who is ba s centered around the or his brother-in-law, ker and on whom falls the burden of taking all the I, O. J. turing the If Uss and manufa chips out of burnt matches the left tackle happens to be aw when this play is called, his place may be taken’ by the second base- man, provided the total interest charges shall have been earned at least three and one-half times over in cach of the two previous quarters. Anyway, the quarter-back, or whoever it is, pretends he has n called to the telephone, and » he excuses himself to re- the call he casually picks up the ball, tucks it under his jersey s it out with him. While ne one of his team-mates “Oh, dear, where on earth has our ball gone to2” or some- thing rough and ready but digni- fied like that. Of course, everybody — starts looking for the ball, and during the confusion the man who went out to telephone comes back and tells Her Fatner—IJVell, Luella, if you meet with an accident I'm sure it won't be due to any back-seat driving. 14 comicbooks.com