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Word: bowle (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1930-1939
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...Struck's touchdown and conversion. Now, with less than three minutes to play, it was 14-to-13, on a pass from Oakes to Ford. Struck dropped back to kick. The whistle blew, the ball was snapped and the crowd of 60,000 in the Yale Bowl held its breath...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Sport: Football, Nov. 30, 1936 | 11/30/1936 | See Source »

...that passes back & forth between two teams on the field, printed after every game, became as famed as Mae West wisecracks. A top Kelleyism was his 1934 remark to the Princeton quarterback whose team, undefeated all season, had fumbled six times in the first ten minutes: "Has the Rose Bowl got handles on it?" At Yale Kelley's nonathletic doings have paralleled his career on the football field. In his sophomore year, he refused to join a fraternity because the initiation required him to experience a paddling. This and other breaches of etiquette cost him campus prestige which, however...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Sport: Football, Nov. 30, 1936 | 11/30/1936 | See Source »

Advancing its candidature for the Rose Bowl, undefeated Alabama's three touchdowns in the first half stood off Georgia Tech's brave rally of a safety and two touchdowns in the second...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Sport: Football, Nov. 23, 1936 | 11/23/1936 | See Source »

Blue jerseys and red jerseys arms around shoulders, a half-fledged snakedance on the field, hats waving in "Bright College Years". Hours to get out of the Bowl, hours to get back to the Taft. Gloomy cocktails...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: The Vagabond | 11/23/1936 | See Source »

...morning in three hours ten minutes. A weather eye for blue uniforms in dark Fords on the way but no mishap. Ten thousand men of Harvard cluttering the lobby of the Taft. Steering my love through the swirl and, just for fun, the open-air trolley out to the Bowl. Gulping excitement before the game that lasted till Yale's second score and then died into despair but came bounding back again with the second-half surge. My voice gone midway the third period, creaking come on, come on, come on, come on. An Eli somehow in the seat ahead...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: The Vagabond | 11/23/1936 | See Source »

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