Word: likes
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...getting busier any minute now. Oh, by the way, do you know -- -- who lives over in -- Hall. I thought you did; well just between the four of us, I'll tell you something I heard the other day. I heard he was in the business. I'd like to know if it's so because I'd like to sell to him. I could make him a pretty good proposition. Is there anything in it for you fellows? Say, you could earn your way through college easy. Yes and then have a good deal left...
...Yale football game is neither the oldest football rivalry in the country nor is the gridiron the most ancient meeting place of the two famous rivals. The contest has come however, to have an almost legendary distinction which probably harks back to the days when it represented something very like the championship of the United States. Whatever the explanation, there is still no doubt that it is impossible for men of either institution to imagine anything quite like this game...
...Crimson has a well-rounded, unified team, with no really outstanding stars so that its balance, and general ability, should be a deciding factor in the final result. Of course breaks may enter into the outcome. Any teach with men like Booth. Hall and McLennan is always dangerous, and it is possible that one of these men may break loose at any time...
...matter of fact Mrs. Huey has staked my fortune on the outcome of my predictions today. Maybe you didn't know there was a Mrs. Huey; well strictly speaking you are right; really it is the Misses Huey, which is only an old Chinese way of saying that I like variety. But then I wouldn't expect my new countrymen to catch on to oriental customs yet so I will leave a detailed discussion of that subject until a later date...
...last week on a bunch of games which almost any palooka who wasn't a sports writer could have predicted, I stand in a rather precarious position: It's not that I don't know what will happen; it's simply that I hate to dish old friends like Arnie Horween and Mal Stevens. Now these--two boys seem to think that if I would keep quiet they could decide it between themselves. I am willing to humor them to a certain extent: I even arranged to referee a duel at twenty paces with snow balls early this morning...