Yale University - Sheffield Scientific School Yearbook (New Haven, CT)

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IUNIOR YEAR 39 ardors Qpoetic licensej on the cement seats of the Yale Bowl and watched Yale lose a moral victory to Maine by winning 14-7. lnauspicious we B B called it, but not lam- entable. It has not yet been established whether or not Rudy Vallee was present to hear the Stein Song properly played, but he certainly could have assisted the cheer leaders in their oiiicial l crooning. Again we ask, and always more T feebly, why do the Democrats only receive federal relief, and why must all cheer lead- ers be Y men? We feel that cheer-leading is a business and no mere avocation. The bandleader is not chosen because he can traverse the hundred in ten flat in full re- galia. On October I4 we again attempted to warm those cold cement seats with our own flickering animal heat and gave up to the superior equations of heat mechanics. The team, however, was warm enough to sub- The Grand Duke. due a supposedly strong Washington and Lee aggregation by a fourteen-to-goose-egg score, to the ultimate disgust of those Southern gen- tlemen. The grand stand quar- terbacks pricked up their ears and were seen to smile openly y when relative team strengths were compared. Then the Brown Bear tumbled into town and all over the Bulldog. When the marching was over, the Bear returned to Providence licking his chops over a I4-6 victory. Vituperation, excuses, Mort Riley. apologies, and its settled into Our idea.

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38 CLASS OF NINETEEN THIRTY-FIVE S. AND E. l joyed, at least technically, unlimited cuts. We were bafiled guinea pigs living in a baHied college world, and with the mass inertia we were violently opposed to any change. Finally we gave it all up, unpacked, and bought an ash tray. All resolutions towards hard study bowed down under the tremendous weight of the football season and a run of exceptional Qwe commit ourselves - a not as to the manner of their excep- tionalnessj movies of the post-colossal era in Hollywood. Gundelfinger, in his own, clear, paranoiac way, prepared us for the pigskin program with a brace of earth-shattering pamphlets. Rosey appeared in a new, and by that we mean different, pork-pie hat. The Depression, under the careful tutelage of Messrs. Roosevelt, et al., had successfully stricken money from home a death blow, and we wandered, almost barefoot, in Rogerian palaces, which Alexander Woollcott had not yet deigned to notice. When we gaze in retrospect upon the football season, we wonder why, and more particularly how, we bought our season tickets and scraped up carfare to the Bowl. We never worried about getting Ash zmy. back, placing our faith in magic carpets and the genii of an alumni bottle. The Eli present was still the offspring of the Eli past and Qolfi- cialdom au contrairej the parent of the Eli future. Together we stand, divided we sprawl. We were far from optimistic about our football season, but the A.A. had buttered our bread and we were go- ing to lie in it. We Football spirit. cooled our youthful The new approach.

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40 CLASS OF NINETEEN THIRTY-FIVE S. AND E. the philosophy that it was a long lane that had no ash cans. Rowing started. Oracle A. I. Smith began his eleven o'clock diurnal dissertations on events current and uncurrent. On the 28th the colorful corps of Army boys arrived, made for didj a colorful parade, showed their colorful uniforms, and gave us a colorful drubbing, 20-0. We still fail to understand why the brass button mesmerizes the female eye. We got over that uniform wor- ship idea when we first saw our home town Chief of Police in civilian clothes. But we couldnlt object to that 20-o. There were no brass buttons to that. York, St. Anthony, and Sachem gave parties that night which momentarily ob- literated the depression. With plenty of local Ere-water aboard, the 561,001 day,-, Dartmouth redskins Hre-danced into town, ex- plaining in the sign language what the big green team was contemplating in the way of mayhem. They, how- ever, returned home with their feathers dragging and their scalping knives in hock to pay off the interest on the Yale jinx. The Blues battled strongly and well to win a 14-13 decision. New Haven was beginning to wonder what to do with this surplus of New Hamp- shire wampum which accrued every year. But we soon found out. We shipped it down to Georgia one week later in exchange for the Hnest football exhibition of the year. But we are a little ahead of the story. Colony gave an excellent party on the eve of the Dartmouth game, a party completely appointed, even to the spittoons. As hinted above, the Georgia team shagged into town on No- vember II to take Yale over the fence, 7-0. The game was close, hard, and fast, Yale looked better in defeat than they had yet looked in victory-if it is possible for a Yale team to look well in defeat. That made three straight for EU?cz'ency?