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...regulations say that girls just don't compete with boys. Julia appealed to the state education department. Advised by counsel that Julia would win a court case in straight sets, the department defaulted. She promptly became Monroe's top player and pulled the team out of the cellar into a tie for first place...
...lost to Colgate, 6-3. B. C., 6-3, Penn, 8-4., and a totally demoralized, uninspired Cornell team. 5-3. Their sole victory came over an even worse team. Northeastern, and then by a single goal, 2-1. The Elis will be lucky to escape the Ivy League cellar. although they are fortunate in having Princeton as a challenger for the honor...
...rush hour in the Holland Tunnel. If the Columbia-Penn game was King Kong, then this is Son of King Kong during paper training. But this is a fitting climax to Brown's season; a win today means seventh place, and a loss means sole possession of the cellar-a tough choice. The Bruins have blown the last two games in the final minutes, but they'll blow this one earlier...
...Teddy's suggestion. His wife Mieke, a beautiful blonde he met in The Netherlands, and three children tend to make his Riverside base a kind of Hyannisport West. In Washington, the Tunneys often give quiet dinner parties at their mansion; the wine comes from a well-stocked cellar. Their social circle is an orbit close to the Kennedys, and includes both political and media names...
PENN-COLUMBIA: Unfortunately, this game won't be all it was cracked up to be way back in September. Football aficionados were flocking to the ticket offices then to get seats for what everyone predicted would be a showdown for the Ivy League cellar. Now it appears that only seventh place is at stake since Brown made such an early-season rush for the coveted cellar, emblematic of a school which places scholarship over athletic prowess. Dartmouth, of course, has never finished last. There should be a lot of passing thanks to Poncho Micir, Don Jackson, and all the liquor...