West Side High School - Legenda Yearbook (Saginaw, MI)

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OWOSSO F. O. B., SAGINAW C. 0. D. Early on the morning of October 8, 1922, in company with several gentlemen of rank, I departed, afoot, from the fair city of Saginaw, to journey to the distant village of Owosso. perchance to arrive in the last mentioned village in time to witness the annual contest between the High School teams of each city. Ere the sun had reached the quarter mark in the arc above, we were well out upon our way, plodding wearily along the gravel road, occasionally turning about to gaze down the long trail in hope of seeing an approaching motorist, but alas, for myself, and my colleagues, no vehicle was in sight. How strange that no farmers passed along the way, to whose generosity we might appeal, and be given transportation. After six miles of weary travel, I set me down by the road side, but having all the true instincts of a hoboe, I neither grumbled nor became discouraged, nor did my associates. Away down the road we could hear the purring of a motor car; presently a cloud of dust was visible, and slowly the auto came to view. We hailed the driver. He turned his nose in the air, and sped on, accellerating his car to an even greater speed. Evidently he thought we were notorious highwaymen, and I half believed him, for I glanced at my clothing to see, if in any way, they resembled the garb of a hold-up man. Convinced that there was no similarity, I routed my comrades, and we again started down the road, foot-sore and weary. A few rods ahead, a farmer swung out of his private drive in a conveyance that rivaled a Roman chariot in dazzling brillancy of color. We hailed him. Old Liz shivvered and roar- ed. In a voice shaking with the vibration of this potent Ford, he bade us Hurry. We com- plied and after filling the rear and front seats of his venerable chariot, we continued our jour- ney in comfort. The farmer proved to be a genial old soul, who like all down-trodden agri- culturists, frequently kick about the poor prices paid for oats, and the heavy spring rains that ruined his potatoes. But I must get on with my story. After considerable delay, we arrived at New Lothrop, a village midway between Saginaw and Owosso. We hiked another mile and were picked up by a gang of Arthur Hill supporters and carried, rather rapidly, to our destination. In Owosso, we found the gang spread out all over the town, inspecting everything, and passing complimentary remarks, and otherwise, about Owosso ' s wimmen. Three o ' clock found us out on the field watching our local boys go down in defeat, for Owosso proved to be a scrappy bunch and Arthur Hill was defeated. 13-6 meant more than a defeat to my colleagues and me. We were penniless, having made the trip on our nerve. The game over, we tried to hail rides, but they wouldn ' t hail, so we took ourselves to the railroad yard, where several of the gang had already congregated. A freight train would undoubtedly arrive sooner or later, heavy on the last term. It arrived, but only after we had spent the night on the station platform at Owosso. At six o ' clock in the morning our Hoboes ' Pullman drew near. We hopped it, and arrived in Saginaw four hours later, C. O. D. {

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BOYS ' BASKET BALL k The basket ball season can be considered a fairly successful one. The team, captained by Tooie Currott, finished second in the Valley title race. The first real game was played when the high school team showed the Alumni where to get off at, to the tune of 25 to 17. It was a great send-off for the ' 23 season. The next game was a Valley game with Owosso at Owosso. The Hillites walloped them by the double score of 16 to 8. Hurrah, they are oft ' for the Valley title! Next, Arthur Hill journeyed to Battle Creek and lost by the score of 25 to 17. To the surprise and chagrin of the supporters of Arthur Hill, the Hillites lost to Midland, 20 to 18. Can you beat it! Lose to Midland by one basket! Ah, Ha! Revenge is sweet. Arthur Hill 19; Saginaw 5. Rah! Rah! Rah! Bill Dembinski and Nubs Miller were the shining lights, contributing freely to this decis- ive score. In the next game, the Hillites warriorswith Bill Dembinski playing the last game for Arthur Hill due to the nine semester ruling, out-classed Alpena by the score of 25 to 14. But — in the next game, Arthur Hill was thoroughly outclassed by the M. A. C. All-Fresh, starring Chris Hackett, former Hillite star. Chris practically licked his old team mates single- handed, contributing half the scores for his team. The game ended with Arthur Hill on the short end of a 43 to 17 score. Easy stuff — Owosso vs. Arthur Hill. The Hillites walloped them unmercifully to the tune of 33 to 5, thereby teaching them to remain at home or suffer the consequence. Arthur Hill ' s title hopes are jolted by losing to Bay City by a score of 25 to 10, Ooooh! Greenville is defeated by the Hillites by one point. Score, 15 to 14, Arthur Hill again walloped Saginaw by a score of 23 to 16. Up to the end of the first half, Saginaw was leading by one basket. The Arthur Hill supporters were worried a trifle but cheered their team to victory. In the third quarter, Admiral Crutz went crazy and rung up three baskets, thereby demoralizing Saginaw ' smen, From then on it was easy. In the next game the Hillites were again walloped by Battle Creek to the tune of 25 to 18, Again Bay City Central beat the Hills by a score of 20 to 2 at Bay City City, thereby shat- tering our title hopes and giving the Valley title to Bay City, The Hills did not make one field basket. Something was wrong some place. Out of thirteen games the Hillites lost six. Pretty good, we say! With Captain-elect Nubs Miller, Small Osborn, Schimmer, French, and Mead back next year, a winning combina- tion may be expected. THE LINE-UP: Currott (Capt.) F Dembinske C French F Miller F Small F Schimmer G Comstock G Lovette G Mead F Lewis F Osborn C Mt. Pleasant Tournament On the first day of the tournament, the Knights of Arthur Hill again licked Owosso by the score of 16 to 11, Coach Smiley Bassett instructed them to go easy that they might be fresh for the Bay City game that night. He also worked up a new offense to battle Bay City. But alas! Same old story in the same old way. Bay City defeated Arthur Hill by the score of 16 to 9. An old saying goes, Three times and out. Flint won the Class A champion- ship by defeating Bay City on the following evening. Il km