For Dodger Fan Herman Weiner—blast it! that just slipped out—for Dodger Fan X, we mean, that was just too much. Like many another red-blooded American faced with a prohibition, X rebelled. He called a friend whom he knew to be an expert on electronic matters and asked point-blank if there was any way his TV set could be jiggered to bring in San Diego or Santa Barbara? Easy, said the friend, and touted him on to a TV repair man. For $75 the TV man put some extra height on his antenna, aimed it in the direction of San Diego and jiggled it back and forth until it zeroed in on a certain mysterious band of electromagnetic vibration. Then lo! there in a Los Angeles living room, vibrating for all to see, was a game being played in Pittsburgh.
Since that brave day many another Angeleno fan and TV serviceman have conspired to evade the Ford Frick black-out with bootlegged TV. Some local television men now offer a rotary motor attachment for the antenna which makes the change from L.A. to San Diego to Santa Barbara by the merest push of a button. As if to signify divine approval of the West Coast TV-leggers, reception is improved, not impaired, by smog.
And does all this mean that the Dodgers are playing to empty seats? "Nonsense," says Fan X. "When the Dodgers are home we're always through watching the game over TV in time to be at the Coliseum for the first inning."
Below the Belt
Not every prizefighter can be a Gene Tunney. This fact everyone knows and no one better than Jorge Castro, onetime middleweight champion of Mexico. But then, Jorge might well add, so what? So Gene Tunney was heavyweight champion of the world and he liked to read Shakespeare. "I was in six schools," says Jorge Castro, "and none of them could teach me how to read or write."
Who needs it? says Jorge Castro of the literary art. And who indeed, echoes Bantamweight Champion Toluca Lopez, top lightweight Mono Garcia, and a dozen more ornaments of the Mexican prize ring, all of them as innocent of the written word as Jorge. Well, answers Mexico City's Boxing Commissioner Luis Sporta, "you do." And with that sentiment in mind he passes a law ordering every illiterate prizefighter in Mexico to learn his alphabet within three months or lose his license. It was like a hard left below the belt.
Says Jorge Castro, a proud man. "I will quit rather than be forced to learn something no one was able to teach me in a lifetime."
The skirt she played at tennis in
Was noticeably short;
The judges took a careful look
And threw her out of court.