Word: playe
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...start, Evjue faced a financial struggle that made him a penny-pinching editor. His circulation is now the state's largest, outside of Milwaukee, but even so, the Times netted only $45,925 in 1947. (The Journal's earnings: $38,279.) Evjue decides which stories to play, and personally covers important legislative hearings. His signed editorials, dictated in a hoarse hog-call, frequently run on Page One; the overflow of his opinions fills a column ("Hello, Wisconsin"). A teetotaler, Evjue is a tireless foe of liquor and gamblers. A deer lover, he won't let his copy...
Said he: "If I play a blue note, I'll frown at the other musicians the way I do when I conduct. Then people won't know I was the one who made the mistake." As it turned out, no one had to frown, least of all "Papa" Monteux. Said he, when it was all over: "There's nothing like that. A quartet is the most pure music-just pure, pure, pure. It's not all messed up with orchestrations...
...tradition, the first toast is given by the captain of the last Harvard team to whip Yale (Fran Lee of the '41 team). But Lee failed to show up, and a substitute was pressed into service. It may have been a favorable omen. Next afternoon, on the first play of the game, a crimson-shirted Harvard halfback cut back through tackle and raced 80 yards to a touchdown...
...final period. Then their team, which had been either very good or very bad all season, got its dander up. Two Harvard touchdowns made the score 20-7. Just before the gun, a wave of substitutes ran in (a Harvard man does not get his letter unless he plays against Yale-and one play is enough). As the tide turned toward Harvard, some of the students went native, shot up crimson flares that looped across to the Yale rooting section, completed their afternoon's work by tearing down the goal posts...
California's Golden Bears took the opening kickoff, and marched 59 yards down field to score. But after that the Bears began to play like cubs. They got fumbleitis: the ball squirted out of their hands five times. California was lucky to win, 7-6. Reminded of his one-point quip, Coach Waldorf mumbled: "This ought to teach me to keep my big mouth shut...