to 2! (Ooops! Say there, Mr. Printer, not so large with
the type. Can't we get that abominable score in a little
smaller size ?)
39 to 2! (Say, now that's more like it. Mr Printer. Though
it still glares up at you pretty boldly).
M ell. by tnis time all of you Oregon fans have had a
chance to dry your eyes, stabilize that quivering lip, straighten
} mu hair, and are able to face the world again with a strong,
^ive heart.
It was disastrous to say the least. Those dawggone
Beavers played as if they were headed for Rose Bowl land
again. They tackled ferociously, blocked unmercifully,
run unerringly, and passed perfectly. In other words, Ore
gon State was “HOT!”
Here's a tip: One thing that you never want to do is to lay
a bet on the visiting club when the hometowners are putting
on a homecoming performance. Regardless of the odds the
fast-talkers will give you, stear clear of these bets as you
would a week-old doughnut. "Taint no good".
Uclans Had Pasadena Tickets Almost Bought
Remember the Oregon homecoming? UCLA, cocky, con
fident. and classy, stormed into town, suffering from grandi
ose delusions of New Years Day, Pasadena, Arroyo Secco,
Rose Bowl, honor, fame, et cetera.
Honest Jawn yawned, turned from his drafting' board
ttheie he had been dissecting the Uclan system of football py
i otechnics, fashioned a paper airplane of the diagrammed ma
ftial, tossed it to his boys, and sat back. There was joy in
Ms heai t as he watched his Duck mechanics following' the
insti notions, handle themselves in a first class manner, dis
mantling the supposedly impregnaable Bruin machine with
gleeful, lustful finality.
Complete and Total Destruction
I'u-st. the Webfoot “grease-monkeys” ripped off the hood,
ruining the Uke defense system, then looted the buggy of its
engine, nullifying the famed \Vaterfield-tQ»jBaldwin passing
combine, and finally pilfered the tires to completely sterilize
the Bruin running attack. What was left of the smooth-roll
ing, yard-devouring Uke juggernaut? A rubble of scrap, left
in a mangled heap under the UCLA goal post, nothing else.
Saturday’s fiasco was almost a photostatic copy of the
Uke-Duck rumpus. Whereas Oregon was content to
merely incapacitate their Los Angelican visitors, those
arrogant, haughty Beavers ran the gauntlet, to completely
dismember Oregon’s struggling, sinking eleven.
A Meicy heie for the hapless Ducks was about as remote in
nie avenging Beavers’ minds as diplomatic discourse is with
Hitler’s hoodlums. Lonnie Stiner kept mumbling in his boys
eais, Pour it on, pour it on!" It really wasn't necessary,
they had no other thought.
Let's Try to Forget
Enough about the distasteful past. Oregon s grid season
is now bound up and relegated to the ancient history shelf
with a myriad of other musty old volumes, to collect dust and
provide a “teething post” for rampant mice.
\\ hen some resourceful young reporter, many years from
now, gets the yen for a little sports archaeological research,
concerning, say the year 1942, hell find it an erratic season,
one of prosperous harvests, reaped by joyous gridiron war
riors. and faminelike depressions, when life in the body could
scai cel_\ be detected. But sadly to say, the musty, filth-be
smeaied cellai, dark and dank, was the scuffling grounds of
the 1942 A ebfoot legions much of the time.
% W hen the team was brilliant, it was untouchable. Take
the UCLA game; not a better outfit on these green old Pa
cific slopes. But then the roving eye scans other pages of the
team ledger, smarting under the baldness of the defeats. Seems
that’s the way of this crazy, and at times idiotic, football game
—someone’s got to drop ’em.
Beavers Pluck
(Continued from page four)
the time Joe Day and other Ore
gon State backs would break
clear of a cinch tackle.
At no time during the game,
did Oregon’s offense show any
fire. Besides the fact that the
Oregons were off, there was evi
c^pe that the Ducks were well
.-Wated. Especially Tommy Rob
lin and his off tackle drives that
had netted so much yardage be
fore. The alleged holes were plug
ged by a host of Beavers every
time.
Brecon ®Emerald
Lee Flatberg, co-sports
editor
Fred Treadgold, co-sports
editor
Bill Stratton
Fred Beckwith
Doug Donahue
“Ace” Calise
Ned Liebman
Dan Gassner
Mary Alderson
Northwestern university has
compulsory PE for male students.
Cagers Open Season
TO SHOW STUFF . . .
. . . Warren Taylor, lanky Duck forward, will bow in before hoop
fans tonight at the Igloo when Hobby Hobson presents an intra-squad
scuffle open to the public.
Coming down the home stretch of football action in the Pacific
Coast conference the collegiate members of that august body were
not content to abide with the prognostications of the leading sport
scribes up and down these fertile slopes this past weekend.
The country cousins from Corvallis way staged a homecoming
Saturday afternoon and invited our beloved varsity to take part in
a pigsKin smncug. wnen rne stad
ium dust had cleared the affair
read: OSC, 39; Oregon, 2! Such
is life!
Down in Berkeley’s Memorial
Stadium, 50,000 people of the San
Francisco Bay region paid $4.40
to see a cowhide clambake be
tween Stanford and California,
traditionally captioned the “Big
Game.” The Indian T-Party kids
toyed with the Golden Bears,
scoring in every period to emerge
victors by a margin of 26-7.
Bruins Triumph
The UCLA Bruins had trouble,
and plenty of it, before they sub
dued a stubborn Washington
Husky eleven, 14-10 in their own
Los Angeles stamping grounds,
the Coliseum.
Those were the three confer
ence issues of note. In non-con
ference, (King’s-X affairs)
Washington State was held to a
6-6 deadlock with the 2nd Air
Force boys from Spokane, and
Idaho pulled a garrison finish to
out-nip Portland, 20-14.
Sunday’s standout affair was
the Naval Pre-flight’s men of St.
Mary’s, California, win over
Santa Clara, 13-6.
Old Troy and Montana were
inactive.
VOLLEYBALL
Tuesday, Ncv. 24
4:00 Court 40—SAE’s “B” vs.
Omega hall “B”
Court 43—ATOs vs. Phi Sigs’
“B”
4:40 Court 40—Alpha hall “B”
vs. .Pi Kaps’ “B”
Court 43—Sig Eps’ “A” vs.
Yeomen “A"
Gamma
Court 43—Delts vs. Beta The
ta Pi “A”
CRUISER IN DRYDOCK . . .
. . . Dick Ashcom saw liis last
game Saturday, can now recu
perate from season’s hurts.
Intra-Squad
Scrimmage
Set For Igloo
Restless sports fans, who have
been standing first on one foot
and then on the other, anxiously
waiting for King Basketball to
usurp the tiara of his predeces
sor, King Football, see their
wishes bear fruit and flourish to
night.
For at 7:30 on the mirror-like
surface of McArthur court How
ard Hobson, producer of Duck
basketball fives, has set a formal
intrasquad scrimmage. This or
deal is to give local fans a pre
mature “peep" of just what Hob
son has had working out behind
the heavy wooden gates of the
Igloo for nearly a month.
Certain to see action in the
curtain raiser will be such veter
ans as Don Kirsch, pint-sized
captain; Warren Taylor, veteran
backboard man; Rolph Fuhrman,
“smooth-as-silk” forward; Bob
Wren, the rough-and-rugged slot
man; Bob Newland, long-shot hot
shot; and Wally Borrevik, long
drink o’ water center, who tow
ers 6 feet 8% inches “up there."
Many Soph Stars
Hobson will also uncover for
spectator consumption several of
his choice sophomore morsels,
namely Sammy Crowell, classy
hoop craftsman; Roy Seeborg,
talented forward from Astoria;
A1 Popick, clever though small
guard; Jack Hannum, towering
6 foot 5 inch center, and others.
Thanksgiving; vacation, spent
on the camps, will have a dis
tinct basketball flavor for those
so inclined. Tactician Hobson will
parade his hoop hombres in their
first regulation game Friday
against the point-laden Bruno
Studio platoon from Portland.
Formerly Bradford Clothiers, the
Brunos claim ex-collegiate stars
aplenty.
Saturday eve, once again the
field on his father’s hacienda in
casaba addict will wend his way
to McArthur’s spacious cage
arena for an appraisal of the Van
couver Rambler quinet. Bulging
from the Rambler’s lineup are
former OSC greats, John Mandic,
Sam Dement, and Jack Mulder.
The last two games are booked
for an 8 o'clock release.
Betas Annex
(Continued from page four)
15-3 and 15-9. Gamma hall
threatened in the last game but
were unable to keep up the pace.
Bergen and and Harrison pacing
the winners.
Chi Psi and Sigma Phi Epsilon
won by forfeit from Yeomen and
Omega hall, respectively.
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