Life — April 19, 1929 — page 28: what you’re looking at

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26 Oe WV ASA S Strike One! DON’T like I you don’t! .. «. well, I guess I've got a right to my opinion as well as anybody else! . . . Oh, yeah? . . .Yeah! And that’s why I don’t like baseball people who say “Yeah” are baseball fans . . . they yell “Kill de umpire” and throw pop bottles and wear straw hats... they know the names of all the players in all the leagues and they talk a crazy lingo . they eat peanuts and like to sit in the hot sun and keep box scores . . . they're outdoor cross-word puzzle fans . they go wild over a hunk of beef named Ruth who was born with the knack of hitting a ball just right and when he ambles around the diamond like a baby elephant after socking the apple for a circuit clout they froth at the mouth and throw their dollar hats in the air. Strike Tuh! What baseball needs is another Tex Rickard . . . the game is all right but the crowd is all wet... our great American pastime and ninety per cent of its followers are roughnecks ... Oh, yeah? ... yeah! . . . take a look around you the next time you go... watch the noble cohorts of swat show their sportsmanship by drowning the pitcher in catcalls and boos at a tense moment ... watch them throw things at the umpire when he displeases them + watch them throw all their news- papers and score cards out on the field at the end of the game... watch them chew gum... watch them— oh, you go ahead and watch them! . « some Machiavellian baseball mag- nate ought in some way to get society interested in the great outdoor sport and bring it up to the level of football, boxing, hockey, etc. .. . how are you going to do that? .. . simple as roll- ing off a log... charge high prices baseball . . . Oh, . well, who cares! for the seats and let the speculators get hold of them. Strike Three! Speaking of speculators, a friend of mine went to the box-office of a musi- cal hit and asked for two $5.50 seats in front of the fifteenth row for any time that week . . . when the ticket seller informed him that there was nothing just then he said that he would take two for any night during the next year +. the man in the box-office said “Sorry, Sir, but everything is sold for eight weeks in advance and the tickets haven't been printed yet for beyond that!” ... my sap friend then went next door and bought two fourth row seats for $40 for that night... somebody made $29 on the deal . . . wonder who it was? Seen (Hic) Wonders The Log Cabin, situated midtown, has two large rooms... along the length of one room runs a beautiful bar surmounted with glass tanks con- taining nearly every variety of fish known ... other odd specimens are usually scen lining the front of the bar also... a bountiful free lunch counter, and the lunch is really free, is on the other side of the room . . in between are comfortable cane couches, chairs and tables . . . there is also a news ticker for the conven- ience of brokers who can’t stand the confining air of their offices . . . the other room, called the Palm Beach room has a floor covered deep with sand . . . around this indoor beach are tables and chairs covered with large beach umbrellas . . . the only part that seems to be missing is the water and of course you really don’t miss that . . Sa» xe be Ts Le you can’t get a tan here but you can get beauti- fully burned . . and fried. Free! If you're look- ing for a wow, and a free one, go down to the Davenport theatre on 27th street and see Butler Davenport himself in per- son, not a talking movie, in his free play “The Tenth Man”... it out- wows “The Ladder” and the only difference is that at the Davenport they take up a collection as you go out... on two nights a week they charge for tickets . . . in between the acts M. Davenport comes out in a Grecian tunic and gives a talk on the free theatre movement which, we suspect, is go- ing to be toward the poorhouse. Prize Story This tale is one of those “Phila- delphia Scoops” but, it seems to me, is worth relating anyhow . . . When they were getting ready for Lind- bergh’s arrival in Paris, Ambassador Herrick started plans for a big recep- tion and asked Mary Garden if she would sing “The Star Spangled Ban- ner”... she said that she would but not knowing the words called up Bill Tilden and asked him for them .. . Mr. Tilden was likewise embarrassed but being a bright little boy he roamed the boulevards looking for someone who knew all the words . . . he fin- ally got them from Cochet, the French tennis player! Manna-About-Town Out of six girls seen on top of a Fifth Ave. bus recently, five were smoking ... ready by midsummer comicbooks.com