Judge — November 22, 1930 — page 21: what you’re looking at

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| JUDGE | HiGt Y ov remember how I told you of the : ‘foreign clement’ vetting into the Y Bowl and for- wetting their prejudices against the rich man’s college in their desire to for Albie Booth, a New Haven EVE GES AROUND SEAENWS OE GRASS WieRE HE BodY = » there I've seen several games since, i none has been so colorful as the early season games. The reason for this is that for the big league gar Yale sells most of the ti s to the lumni, thus excluding the yokels au tomatically. Where the townies ed, hooted and turned the bowl into a sort on pater’s money. I t for them bell-bottom overalls ly colored blazers made from old undershirts. Let them turn their shillalahs into walking sticks and, with a Stein Song on their lips, let them strum their ukuleles and hoot for dear Yarn | 12" 2 good deal of pleasure out of Knute Rockne’s | Memoirs, which ran in Collier's and, best of all, Dliked the anecdote he told about Joe Crow ley, an early Horseman, Crowley had been touted the played, but) du ar he the Princeton g. he fum- bled almost every time he got the ball. In between OWN OP MIOK: the halves someone re- N ond aad E MADE marked to him, “Huh, triple-threat man, eh?” | Crowley looked up and, smiling sadly, said: “I'm a triple-threat man all right! Every time I get the ball I cither slip, trip or fum- of bleachers with their bright remarks, the alumni SUNOR YELLS ire dull fellows who get His off such marvelous cracks is “Hold ‘em, Ya “Smear ’em, Yale,” ov Well played, Yale!", the howl becoming as exciting New Ro is a respectabl chelle dining with R. oC, O'Brien that ble!" ill wit comes from the 50¢ “= ©£ seats, which is where And some day, if I ever O'Brien operates from get around to writing the while gathering humor, old Yale as much as they like! Why, , big football epic, I'm going to includ I hope next year to sce the townies after all, one football at New a scene in which two fine old peopl: | out in full force again. T think they Haven be‘ - Football” as one are sitting in a million-capacity sta- \ ought to get a little coll and of the hard guys froma Savin Rock Park dium. Far below them a player is enjoy the thing from the other angle put it? Let's take it out of the draw- running for a touchdown. Their faces | that of well-dressed, dawdling —ing-room and put it in the back lots. will be glowing with pleasure and they will be murmur son!” But will be sere running the ¢ proudly, “Our ‘ound them the million | pod Lord! He's Nifties and Not-So-Nifties | Yo Granta has discovered a star- 4 tling human type: It is the person | who goes around after been committed straigh xrass where the body lay. Ed also claims the best hotels now employ three people in the hat-check rooms: one to run thru the pockets, one to go thru the linings and one to scowl at anything below two bits. And no ‘wonder Heywood wasn't elected to Congress. more speeches than he had constitu- ents and those he did have he evi- dently talked to death! (Continued on page 29) murder has ing out the FR SWNT NS Ce Broun } He made i —s > TE KEW Gueq, MOTIF DRAWAHTIG “HE Bowh” BY ALBE Bon! BELL BOFGM O1FRAUS AND ROW —TinaAT THUNDER eee 19 comicbooks.com