The daily worker. [volume] (Chicago, Ill.) 1924-1958, 1934-02-10

Anyone could see it was the first
time she had ever been in Madison
Square Garden to see a wrestling
match. She was bewildered by the
glazing light on the square ring
before her where the two men were
rolling around on the mat and by
the huge smoke filled hail crowded
with thousands of yelling, cheering,
booing people, mostly men, half
obscured by the darkness around
her.
The man with her seemed Ill at
ease, too, Whether he himself was
hot familiar with his enyirons or he
felt uncomfortable because he was
with the girl is matter for conjee-
ture. He kept looking furtiyely
around, to the left and right, throw
ing glance onto the ring once in a
while.
Suddenly a cheer went up.
What's that?p The girl turned to-
ward her companion with startled
look in her eyes.
ooh, somebody won, l guess"
That all?" She breath a sigh OF
relief.
The referee announced the time.
But no one could hear him. The
place was in an uprosr, Cheering,
booing, kissing.
HOUSE lights we're on. A wrestler
ii was in the ring bowling toward the
crowd. He stood with one hand be-
hind his back bending his body blow,
hind his back, bending hts body low,
turning toward the four sides facing
The man with the little mustaehe
leaned over toward the girl,
Jim Londos,' he whispered in her
ear.
'Tne Greek Godg' she whispered
back,
Yes"
ANOTHER wrestler stepped into the
n ring and took his bow, somewhat
less formally. 1t was the "MountaiIl
Lion" He looked more like an over
grown bull, without a neck and with
bald shining head, He was at least
four inches taller than Lendos,
A few moments later the wrestlers
walked out of their corners and cir
cled the ring, The girl seemed to
have overcome her beWilderment and
watched each movement hreathlessly
Suddenly the wrestlers FLASHED.
Both were down on the canvass,
entangled in a mass OF arms and
legs. The big wrestler was trying to
tear apart the legs of Londos, who
lay face dewn on the floor beating
his fists wildly in the air as if in
the, throes of anguish. Both wrest-
ers were granting loud enough to
be heard all over the arena.
The girl, her face pale, turned
toward the coat of the man,
ooh, why don't they stop it? He
will kill him!"
Her escort tried to pacify her,
The others around them didn't
seem to take 1t SO seriously. Some
were yelling "Atta boy!' Others
we're even razEing the TIVE wrestlers
on the mat.
MEANWHILE the scene in the ring
III had shifted. BY some piece Of
impossible superhuman effort Londo;
had freed himself from being TORI
apart by the Mountain Lion and
was now slanming his opponent al
over the place. Grunts were coming
hard and fast.
A nenent later Lendes bent down
lifted his heavy opponent above hi
head and commenced to turn diZzily
around for several minutes as thu
roar of the crowd grew louder anc
louder. Then In a grand finale tn,
"Greek God" hurled the s'MountaiI
Lion" to the mat with a thud tina
shook the grafters. The Mountain
Lion lay on his back, completely out.
COME minutes later, the tiinid younl
y thing and her companion, tn,
little blonde mustache with the blael
derby, were drinking hot coffee in /:
little shoppe across the street from
Madison Square Garden.
well, what do you think of tn,
bout?" he yentured in a hesistan
voice.
"Oh, it was simply grandw she
replied, Her eyes became bright as
she turned TO her companion and
| added:
Don't you think Londes has
most marvellous physiaue?'
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