The daily worker. [volume] (Chicago, Ill.) 1924-1958, 1933-10-27

fewer things simpler than to
crash circles of the right
people in the social register or
the extra urricular one. For the
first time since the days when was
a trusted and welcome bystander at
secret practices, I have failed to take
the trouble of telephoning Mr.. Guffy
or Mr.. stein, prominent alumni, now
engaged in fascinating and thriving
ticket practice somewhere midway
between Washington Square and
University Heights.
Football still looks good from the
field. The factors which faint my
enjoyment Of 1t must seem extrane-
oy and irrelevant to some confirmed
football for footballs -saker. I have
yet to attend my first full game OF
the season. The only real gridiron
experience I had this year came on
the greensboro line Of the B.M.T.
subway in the form Of short story
by Harry Stuhldreher and w. Thorn
ton Martin, in the Saturday Evening
Post.
IN the manner of James Durante,
i Harry Stuhldreher, who was one
Of the Four Horsemen and now
coaches some prominent combination
of lumberjacks and copper miners,
needs no introduction. have no way
of telling whether or not he did col
laborate on the story but the thing
certainly has all the earmarks of the
grid craftsman. That story is an es-
sence Of all the important or dis
tinguishing values OF football as he's
played and managed.
or Man Thomas, the Hillside
coach brings his modest squad to
take its yearly inaugural shellack-
ing in the great Puma Stadium.
'He knew that If by some freak of
luck he licked the Pumas, they
would be dropped from the Puma
schedule like . red-hot coal. He
knew that he was On the schedule
because experience had proved that
his team put up just enough oppo-
sition and not too much. 1t
was his bread and butter crowd.
was train fare and new equipment
for the first team and a salary for
himself and one assistant and a
rubber. 1t was subsidy for basket
ball, baseball and track He
knew also that Hillside opposition
this year would be stronger than
usual. For some inexp,icable reason,
the squad was a full three weeks
ahead OF their usual eariy-season
form.
"And he knew that one or two
or even three of his men would be
too bruised and spent, too sore Of
muscles and bones, to play again
before the third or fourth game
OF his schedule
THE OF Man watches his team line
l up. There's the Kid, the NOBLE
hearted boy who had turned down
the soft advertising job at Puma and
come to Hillside which had only "a
milk route and a few pearl divers
jobs. Jobs like that. The Kid chose
the power house job"
ana tnereS casy Mike Tyrone, the
villain coach of Puma, commercial
and stacy. well, I teach 'em how
to play this game but if they're dumb
can't help 1t. If they followed out
my coaching everything would be
jake" Tyrone's team had COM
pressed air drinking wagon of pol
ished metal. Hillside used a bat
tered bucket and q cracked dipper.
Nail heads came through their cleats.
Hillstde played like mad. The or
Man never knew they had that in
them. They're stoppinT the vaunted
triple-threat man and filing the air
with balls on passes. Just playing
themselves off the Puma schedule and
out of the money.
Behind him, the crowd massed
around the openings OF the ramps.
Above him on the score board the
block letters said: Puma 0, Visitors
10. Voices came to the or Man. He
couldn't distinguish words, but he