Word: whelchel
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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Last week at half time of the Pittsburgh Steelers game, Owner Marshall was barred from the Redskins' dressing room in Washington's Griffith Stadium. The coach, Vice Admiral John E. Whelchel, U.S.N. (ret.), was giving his pros a pep talk, and it was for the ears of football players only. "Billick" Whelchel broke a big piece of news: it was his last game with the Redskins. He shook hands all around, then made his speech: "Now go out there and win that game for me." The Redskins did in a shifting, fast-moving finale that included passes...
...next day, 51-year-old Pacific Theater War Veteran Billick Whelchel, the man who coached Navy to its last victory over Army (in 1943), got his walking papers. One of his assistants, balding, 39-year-old Herman Ball, stepped up to become the Redskins' sixth coach in 13 years. Washington fans, who put the 'Skins ahead of the home-town university teams in their football favor, thought the change might cause at least one twinge of regret in George Preston Marshall, the ex-hoofer, ex-Hearst publisher (Washington Times) and millionaire laundryman who once exclaimed at a dinner...
Washington was hot enough to drive a man crazy. The nerves of Representative Frank Whelchel of Gainesville, Ga. were on edge. Just to make things worse, from the room below his office in the Old House Office Building came the incessant bump and whir of mimeograph machines. Mr. Whelchel had complained about the noise more than once. In his soft Georgia accent he had told Truman Ward, who has a concession to duplicate speeches for Democrats, that one day he would "smash the machines to pieces...
...come. Up leaped tortured Congressman Whelchel, grabbed a club-a length of 2-by-4 that was standing in a corner-and rushed downstairs. In Mr. Ward's office he laid about him with a whack and a will, smashed a machine on its head, walloped a $600 feeder. The 2-by-4 bounced out of his hands. He recovered it, took a few more swings, departed, breathing deeply, feeling better...