The Washington times., 1936-12-31

on the schnOzzle; that's all
right, see? But, If one guy kicks
another guy in the face, when
he's down. we think that his
side ought to be penalized at
least five yards"
Mr.. Maxwell, all 375 pounds OF
him, was never at a loss for words
under any circumstances. AS
Mickey hesitated to catch a
breath, Tiny, who suffered a
bit, cut in:
"N-n.n.nOw, M-m.m-m-mr. RI
r.r-reilly, you n-n.n.need not &C.
c-c-cOncern yourself un-n-n-n-nec-
eSSarily. W-w"w.w-w.we have 90
O-O-O-Officiated c.c-c-cOal m-m-m-
m.miners' g-g-g.g-gameS before,
and w-w-w-we u-u-u-u-under.
stand"
Responded Mickey, with wide
grin:
10000 K.k.k-k.k, G.g-g.g.
gentlemen"
And Mickey departed.
Some IS minutes after Mickey
departed our suite of rooms, we
heard the strains Of a march
played by the Grassland. We
looked out the window. 1t was
Triple No. 10, parading. Coal
miners carried four7sided signs,
similar to those often seen in the
old days in political campaigns.
We noted several Of the signs. The
first one read. rather playfully,
We thought:
"WeN Murder Spike Jones,
hafback on Tipple No. L."
A second banner read:
ED Miller, center on Triple
No. IL, will have his false
teeth knocked down his throat
today"
A third read:
"WeH break Frank ZerZicki's
left leg this time"
Messrs. Maxwell, Hallihan and
Costello had seen enough on
those three signs to assure us of
what was before us for the after
noon.
The parade of Triple No. 10
passed on.
Striking a pose. as often he
was wont to do, Mr.. Maxwell
addressed MesSrs. Hallihan and
Costello:
"G-g.g-g-gentIemen, th-th-th-
th-thls is g-g-g-gOing to be a
n-n.n-n-niCe, Sw-SW.Sw-SW-SW-
sweet g-g-g-ggame!"
Some 20 minutes later, to the
ears of the three of us was
waited the strains of a war
march blared forth by another
Grassland. We rushed to the
window. It was Tipple No. IL
parading, and how! Those play.
full little promises Of Triple No,
10 were as nil compared with
these promises blazoned forth on
four-sided signs by Tipple No. r.
Annihilation, in it's meanest
form, was promised by Tipple
No. IL. with every man-jack of
Tipple No. 10 listed as victims.
We withdrew from the win
dow. Mr.. Maxwell again struck a
pose, in mid-room, and addressed
Messrs. Hallikan and Costello:
"G-g-g-gentlemen, n-n-ll-nOw 1
kn-kn-kn-know this is g-g.g-gOing
to b.b-b-be 3 n.n-n-nice, Sw-Sw-
Sw-Sweet grg-g-game"
Game tins found us at the
park. The gridiron was roped off
on all four sides. Some 5000 spec.
tatorS, all in gala-day spirit, were
in attendance. After the teams
warmed up, the two captains met
at midfield. Tipple No. 10 won
the toss and chose to defend the
south goal.
All was ready. The teams lined
up. Mr.. Maxwell deep down amid
the receiving eleven, raised hand,
and then voice:
care y-y.y-yOu r-r.r-ready, Tt
t-t-tipple No. T-t.t-ten?"
The captain Of Tipple No. 10
raised hand in signal that his
teeSp was ready.
"Are y-y.y-yOu r.r-r-ready, Tt
t-tippIe No. Tw.tw,tw-twelve?"
The captain of Triple No. IL
indicated that his team was ready.
Maxwell blew the whistle. They
were off!
Not one of the % contesting
players paid a bit of attention to
the ball after it was kicked off!
Each ran for his opponent and II
fights-short, hard. htuising bat
! tles-ensued. The ball, unno'