Judge, 1930-10-11 · page 6 of 36
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# Analysis of Judge Magazine Page This page contains sports-related humor rather than political satire. The "Just Before the Battle" section references Wellington (likely the university) football team, treating the upcoming "Big Game" with mock-heroic language. The two cartoons depict: 1. **Top cartoon**: A caricatured face on what appears to be a stadium scoreboard or display, captioned about "painting smiles"—likely mocking forced enthusiasm before competition. 2. **Bottom cartoon**: A figure in what appears to be athletic gear, with French-language caption ("Look, is does da way you feez my ceiling?")—appearing to parody accented speech, possibly ethnic humor common to the era. The "Success" section describes overcoming obstacles, likely extending the sports metaphor. This page primarily entertains through sports humor and period-typical ethnic caricature rather than political commentary.
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—= Just Before the Battle freery THOUSAND roaring fans are seated in the million-dollar bowl. The Big Game is about to start. Even now the team is getting its last-minute in- structions from Coach Lugg. What is he saying to the This is what the body and players? student think he says: Now, fellows, we are about to participate in’ the Big Game of the year. Be- fore you go out there I have © to give to you. A fellows, from the dear departed. You know that old Wellington was founded over a hundred years by hardy pio- y had no money, no prospects, no nothing— they had merely the burn- ing desire to win. To play the game. And they fought —they fought that you might have this mighty bow! to play in today alumni a mess: messag neers, “Today they are watching you as you go forth to fight for dear old Welli F Thousands of Wellington men all over the world are watching you. But most of all those hardy pioneers who founded Wellington are watching you, and the mes- sage I bring to you from them is: ‘Play hard, fel- lows, but play clean, and re- member that it’s not whether you win or-lose, but it’s the way you play the game.’ Now, before you go out, suppose we sing just one chorus of ‘Wellington, I love you.’ Captain. Whif- fenheimer, will you lead us. 4.2” What the Fiction Writers Think the Coach Says “You guys get out there now and tear them apart. Do you h Anyone that lays down in there will get his from me. Get me? You, Smith, you're yellow. Do you know it?) Yellow! But I'm ng to let you go in there today and make a new man out of you. Iknow. I saw you the other night out until eleven o'clock. Only a yellow cur would break JUDGE “Damnation, the way I feel today, I’m in no mood to be painting smiles.” training like that. But I’m giving you a chance. Get in there and smash ‘em. Crash vem, Hit ‘em hard. Mur der em... . 4 And you, J son, I know about you. y you were seen with that gir from know Jefferson. Do you who she was? The ter of Ike Le > the Jefferson coach. You turn pale. Ha, I suppose you gave her our signals. rat! I have a good mind to tear you apart with my own hands. But now I'll let you go out and take your beat rl too. Now there . «.. fight! © you a chance, lof you nat ind fight... fight What the Coach Really Says “All ready, men? Get out there and do the best you can.” —Q. R. Success NLY a few minutes left now, thought the youth. Soon he would accomplish the well-nigh impossible. Great beads of perspiration shone on his fore 1, chills passed through him, as tall, massive monuments of steel ashed by dangerously close. Many times he shut his eves in fear of the conse Many times he wanted to turn back but would not. Then when he most feared that he could not go through with it, the exit loomed be fore him not a hundred yards distant. A victorious smile illumined his face. He had won against overwhelm ing odds. quences. He had crossed the Queensboro Bridge in- tact in his new Austin. —N Bozzarta By. the way, who won the yacht races? We quit fol lowing them when a former fight reporter wrote: “The Enterprise led off with a light jib——” And the Postoffice De partment might tell corre spondence students to enroll now and avoid the Christ mas rush. comicbooks.com