Life, 1923-11-15 · page 13 of 40
Life — November 15, 1923 — page 13: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
This page contains sports and social commentary rather than political cartoons. The main illustration shows a crowded football stadium scene captioned "The Man Who Got a Seat on the Opponents' Side of the Field"—satirizing the difficulty of obtaining good football tickets. The "Problem in Etiquette" photograph depicts two young people at a football game in an ambiguous situation, asking readers how they should handle their seating position—likely a humorous social dilemma about proper stadium behavior. "Ay, There's the Rub" is a poem by Stoddard King lamenting that genuine football enthusiasm is dampened by the practical challenge of securing decent seats, reducing the game's thrill to mere effort in getting in. The page reflects early 20th-century American leisure culture and the growing popularity of college football as a social event.
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> LIFE Weather Forecast for the Big Game Fripay Nicut, wet and unsettled conditions will pre- vail in all college towns. Jersey lightning may be expected to strike in many places. Precipitation, variable; saturation, about 1 in every 3. Saturday morning, low visibility and severe thunder he; followed by cold showers and clearing. In the afternoon, we may look for several typhoons, cyclones and earthquakes in the stadium belt, with consequent depression in certain areas during the evening. Schooners will probably have little difficulty crossing the bar. Travelogue P SRHAPS you've never seen Shanghai, the city of a thousand smells. Perhaps you've never climbed the steep slope of the Garden Bridge to lay your hands on the intastically carved railing and watch the swarms of lighters rowding for the right-of-way in Soochow Creek, while off to the south, under the big trees along the Bund, the shouts { the rickshaw men, and the snorts of blockaded automobiles ed vainly to distract your attention from the peculiarly iscinating flow of traffic, below, before, and behind you. ’erhaps you have never pushed your way down Foochow Road at night under myriads of lights, past the famous, igh-fronted restaurants, struggling to hold their own in the unequal combat with their newer, more gaudy rivals on Nanking Road....No?...You have never been in Shang- Neither, alas, have I! B. MAG. ——=— THE MAN WHO GOT A SEAT ON THE OPPONENTS’ SIDE OF THE FIELD. PROBLEM IN ETIQUETTE ‘wo young people, total strangers to each other, are rooting for opposing teams. In a tense moment on the ard line, the young lady calls for a touchdown and i oal-ward. The young man, mutter- , instinctively pushes for the’ defense. What should he do when they realise their position? What should she do? Ay, There’s the Rub LOVE to go to football games When autumn winds are chill, But getting seats two miles away From where the padded warriors play Adds little to the thrill. . My passion for the game returns With each recurring fall, But oh, how often when I seek To view the contest of the week There are no seats at all. Though the brave players’ deeds Undying glory win, I can’t help thinking, just the same, The hardest thing about the game Is trying to get in! Stoddard King. doughty Laconics HEN good marriages die, they go to Paris. ese* Not all the news that’s fit to print is fit to read. *** The Governor of Pennsylvania seems to have a lot to say to the ex-Governor of Massachusetts. comicbooks.com