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Real School Spirit
It was a perfect day for a riot—Saturday at Parker stadium
in Corvallis.
Rivalry between Oregon and Oregon State had reached a
new peak over the past week. Oregon’s Homecoming bon
fire last week had been prematurely set off, with Aggie stu
dents the prime suspects. A group of vengeful Oregon stu
dents had made an attempt to light the OSC bonfire, only to
be captured, have their heads shaved and formed to perform
menial tasks in the Corvallis fraternities. An OSC student
had been kidnapped, brought to Eugene and lead around
campus on a halter.
And, of course, the Beaver Homecoming crowd was forced
to watch their team go down to a humiliating defeat as the
Ducks broke their five game string of victories in the annual
Civil War clash. The sun was even shining; rain couldn’t
have kept rioters off the field.
Why? Bob Frazier of the Eugene Register-Guard (a UO
graduate and ex-editor of the Emerald) wrote that school
spirit just isn’t what it used to be.
Perhaps Frazier is right. But if school spirit and post-game
rioting go hand in hand, then we'd prefer not to have school
spirit. We'd like to think that there was no riot precisely
because Oregon students do have school spirit—the right
kind of school spirit which lets the team do the battling on
the field; the kind of school spirit which gives vocal, instead
of physical, support to the team; the kind of school spirit in
which students can stand up after the game and sing the
Pledge Song instead of romping across the field to tear down
the goal posts; the kind of school spirit in which the students
can give a standing ovation to the seniors who have played
their last game.
Maybe we are being a little too idealistic in attributing
the failure of a riot Saturday to the proper school spirit.
Certainly, the badly outnumbered Oregon students would
have stood little chance in a riot against the huge Beaver
crowd. Any attempt (and there was a half-hearted one) to
tear down the steel goal posts at Parker stadium would
have been pure folly.
The greatest share of the credit for preventing a riot, or
course, must go to our Beaver hosts, who showed no real
belligerency even in the face of a crushing defeat. Their treat
ment of us was much more creditable than was ours toward
them last year, when Oregon rooters stole some of the OSC
jerseys, and a genuine riot followed the game at Hayward
field.
We hope the clean spirit of rivalry displayed Saturday be
tween the two schools can become a tradition. It is this tvpe
of friendly good sportsmanship, rather than wild rioting,
which makes up real school spirit.
The Inside Track
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"Your term paper is sloppy, bad spelling, no organization,
poor topic—but I’ll accept it. I want to finish grading these
papers so tell mother I may be a little late for supper.”
-A DAY AT THE ZOO
'Wheezers Raise Taller Trees,
But Gucks Finally Win Game
By Bob Funk
Emor«ld Columnist
Once upon a time along- a river
which the Republicans had
claimed for their own after the
Indians stopped digging roots
and left to play for Stanford,
there lived some animals called
the Gucks, and some distance
away to the north and west,
some animals called the Wheez
ers. The Gucks and Wheezers
were .neighbors, not because they
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because since
the Indians
had left for
Stanfor d
there was no
body much
left to be
neighbors
with.
The Wheez
ers spent most
of their time
living a clean me ana ceiling
each other how good it was to
be Wheezers instead of Gucks;
and they raised trees, which was
really not such a startling ac
complishment since trees came
rather naturally in that country.
But to hear the Wheezers tell it
—well, you would have thought
that it was something that took
Imagination, Discernment, and a
couple of shots of Prayer. The
problem was, as far as that went,
that the Wheezers always were
telling it.
“Us Wheezers just naturally
have green thumbs," the Wheez
ers would tell the Gucks when
somehow the Wheezers and
Gucks came face to face down
at the watering hole, “that's why
our trees are so much, much
taller and fatter and sappier than
your trees.”
Since this was perfectly true
the Gucks had no comehark
whatsoever, so they would just
pretend that they were chew- •
ing something and couldn’t
speak out of politeness. It
seemed to the Gucks that the
reason the Wheezer trees were
so blasted big was that there
was more fertilizer up there.
Just why there was so much
more fertilizer was one of na
ture’s little secrets.
The Gucks, when they were
not at the watering hole pretend
ing to chew, were sitting around
reading Shakespeare and Beo
wulf and saying toujours gai and
go to hell to each other, and
being sophisticated and disreput
able. Every evening they had
Coca Cola on the rocks and
argued about whether Malthas
was the ingredient the hops were
kissing In the beer, or a member
or somebody in some book. The
Gucks could not grow trees for
sour apples, or trees for anything
if you want to get embarrassing
ly technical.
But it wouldn’t have been so
bad, not being able to grow trees;
you can always say toujours gal
or go to hell and skoal another
Coca Cola on the rocks. The
thing that was really bad for the
Gucks was that they could never
seem to beat the Wheezers at
football. Football was something
that the Indians had introduced
along the river just before they
left for Stanford, and every year
the Gucks and the Wheezers had
an intensely competitive game
and every year the Wheezers
beat the Irish Blarney out of the
Gucks. which was quite a beat
ing since the Gucks weren't even
Irish.
The Gucks would go deject
ly back home through the
Wheezer trees, telling each
other that It didn't really mat
ter; but really, it did, and there
was nothing that Coca Cola on
the rocks could do for the post
game Guck. The Wheezers, of %
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rout-**, would have u large srlf
cungrat ulutnry banquet where
they would nil nit nroliltd loll
i ii K themselves how u dean
life always pays, hnr liur, and
then It would lx* 7:80 and time
for bed.
Right about here we should ex
plain that the nnmt outstanding
thing about the Uucks wan that
they were amall and tended to
be ull bill; whereaa the Wheez
ers were rather plump and tend
ed to be all tail. A bill inay be
aesthetically pleasing, but in an
athletic contest a little weight
in the tail ia to much greater
advantage. And every year, due
to the immense quantities of
good clean things eaten at the
self-congratulatory banquets, the
Wheezers got heavier and heav
ier tails. Finally, after about five
years of straight wins at foot
bull. their tuiln were so much
enlarged that no one was eligible
to play anything but end, which
was a rather horrible pun.
After the Clucks had lost for
five straight times, and had be
gun to wtHh the Indians had
taken football to Stanford with
them, the Clucks came up with a
player whom everyone thought
was "real George" (from which
it can be seen that the Wheezers
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