Word: cheerfulness
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...final game, leads in defense, has allowed 14 opponents only 227 yds. and 10 points per game. The early-line odds makers make it Giants 11-10, or just about even. The only grumble is that Chicago's Wrigley Field holds an audience of only 46,000. But cheer up, Y. A. and Frank. Another 42 million fans will be watching on TV. And that's almost as good as the Beverly Hillbillies...
Well, there's on reason not to leave now. None at all; after all, we've stopped publishing until Jan. 6. Until then you can flee this Academy for Muncie, Gotham or wherever your little desire takes you in your insatiable thirst for Christmas cheer. But don't forget: Jan. 6 and we're back again...
...college." Dissenters refuse to rise and sing because "your blanket falls off." Princeton hearts pound at Old Nassau, but Princeton mouths go da di da. Even Georgia Tech's "ramblin' wrecks" sing to the Alma Mater in a vast hum, as of bees. South Benders "cheer, cheer for old Notre Dame," but the sacred second line comes out, "You take the Notre, I'll take the Dame...
Some revered anthems began as jokes -for example, The Eyes of Texas Are Upon You, born in 1903 when Carry Nation visited Austin to smash up a saloon near the University of Texas. Warning his lads not to "cheer this poor deluded woman," President William L. Prather begged them to remember that "the eyes of Texas are upon you." In barely two years, the resulting gag song (to I've Been Working on the Railroad) was sufficiently solemnized to be sung at Prather's funeral...
Billy Liar. Thousands cheer. Victorious in battle, laden with decorations for heroism, the beloved dictator smiles. He raises his arm in a smart, left-handed salute. Suddenly his mother begins banging a spoon against the banister downstairs: "Hey, your boiled egg is stone-cold." All right, luv. He goes to breakfast, gets ready for work, listens to Mum, Dad and Granny whining platitudes until he turns from his shaving mirror just long enough to mow them down with a tommy...