Word: joes
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...happy to inform a waiting world that I have been signally honored. In view of my skill as a prognosticator, I have been elected an honorary chieftain of the famous tribe of Moron Indians. My tribal name is to be Joe Foot-in-the-Mouth. Far from being puffed up by my new-won laurels, however, I am still writing for the CRIMSON under the same old name which my pen has made famous. To my friends, and I count every CRIMSON reader my friend, I am still plain Joe Forecast...
...considered returning to private life and getting a nice quiet job as weather forecaster for the CRIMSON, but the Monday mails were flooded with condoling letters from my admirers. "I'm really glad, Joe," said one, "It proves you are human after all." And of course I am human. One of my friends has well described me as "a little more than a man, a little less than...
...buoyed up by these words of cheer, I am fighting the good fight and essaying a comeback. This evening the clarion call will ring over Cambridge, "Joe Forecast has come back." I may even receive the new O-o-o Rah cheer (I hope...
...beaten (I don't like Princeton, and I am going to predict this every week until they are). Colgate is a name to be conjured with. (After careful deliberation I have decided against any feeble shaving-soap joke), and the name of Tryon is to the football world what Joe Forecast is to the world of forecasting...
...first inning when he was cold and one in the ninth when he was tired). Pitcher Yde (Pittsburgh) gave journalists a chance to make puns about Yde and seek. Goose Goslin hit him for a home run, his second in two days; so did Joe Harris. Bucky Harris, called out after a slide to the plate in the seventh inning, screamed like a terrified horse. Umpire Moriarity waved him away. Score: Washington 4, Pittsburgh 0. "We won't go back to Pittsburgh," chortled the white-suited Senators...