The Waterbury Democrat., 1940-10-11
GEORGIA TECH. HAS TRICKS FOR.
 TEST WITH 'IRISH'.
NOtre Dame Power Gets Real Test; Experts
 Watch for Result
BY HENRY McLEMoRE

D1 nENhL MCAEMOhE
 United Press Staff Correspondent
 South Bend, Ind, Oct. 11.-(UP) Nov just a moment, folks. Before I write another word let me get oriented.
 I'm not in Lexington, the home of the thoroughbred. That's where I was yesterday. I couldn't be in Cincinnati, because the World Series is over. And I'm not in Detroit, because I left there last Sunday af- ter watching Tommy Bridges lick the Reds in the third game of the series.
 No wait minute. Maybe I'm in Philadelphia. No, that's where was a week ago Sunday to watch the New York Giants beat Davey O'Brien and his Philadelphia Eagles And sort of remember leaving Philadelphia to go to Pittsburgh for Jock Sutherland's debut as a pro coach in his old home town.
 Philadelphia, Pittsburgh, Cincin- nati, Detroit, back to Cincinnati, and then Lexington. All in the space of little more than week, with trip to Dayton in Gar Wood's airplane on the side. No wonder I'm a little confused. For boy who was born two wheel greases from a highway, and who didn't see a train until he was ten, I'm getting about too fast.
 But hold on-I know where I am I'm in South Bend, the home of the thoroughbred football player, to watch Notre Danes Irish play Georgia Techs Yellowjackets. I'm in the Oliver hotel, the Oliver, whose rooms and lobby have long rocked to the thunder shaken from the skies.
 Down the street ways Elmer Layden is putting his boqs through their last workout, and eight miles away, in Niles, Mich, Bill Alexan- der is teaching the boys from the south their last bit of leger-de-main
 Brawn vS Brains
 Tomorrow's game between the Irish and the boys from the corn pone and red-eye gravy belt figures to be one between power and cun- ming. Notre Dame has the power. It would have to have, what with Milt Piepul in the backfield. This big fellow from New England is a one man Panzer unit once the whistle blows. He busts and belts and bruises and keeps moving for ward. Working with him he'll have such pigskin talent as Bob Saggu, Steve Bagarus or Dippy Ev- ans.
 Tech has the cunning and the cuteness. Plenty of it. The attack Bill Alexander has worked out is super razzle dazzle, Houdini with a hip-hip. No one would be Sur- prised if Tech revealed a play that involved the saving of woman in half, the yanking of rabbits sfrom the tailback's pocket, and changing water into wine. No less an auth ority than Layden has goen on rec ord that Tech had the most spec tacular attack of all the teams oper- ating in the country. Maybe razzle- dazzle isn't the word for Techs of- fense. Razzle-dazzle implies the throwing of the ball around to all concerned. Tech feints, masks its movements by theatrics on the part of the ball-handlerS.
 Rumor has it that Tech is crip- pied, that it will go into the game below full strength. Maybe it will. But I have learned from long eX- perience to take football injuries with more salt than you could sprinkle on a peacock's tail. Ankles heal, fragments regain their com posture, and vertebrae snap back into place mighty miraculously when a team comes up to game it wants to win.
 And Tech wants to win. Every body lays for Notre Dame. Beating the Irish is the most satisfactory thing a football team can do. And i,,cf about f1a ho r.doct fnn