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Nov. 11, JACKSON, MISS.
Millsaps College, a quiet Southern school of high academic standing. Its small stadium is on the edge of a campus lying almost across the street from the huge 46,000-seat stadium of mighty Ole Miss.
One can imagine the contrast when both schools are playing here on a given Saturday and how the mighty roar of the University of Mississippi fans must come floating down over little Millsaps throughout its game.
Texas Lutheran, today's opponent, arrives by bus after a lengthy trek from its home in Seguin. Again a scene similar to Black Hills State. A small crowd filters into the stadium past two ticket windows. Small portable TV sets are everywhere in the stands as Millsaps fans also keep an eye on some of those big-college games. At the edge of the field a group of small boys are playing touch football.
One sour note struck at game's end: with both teams leaving the field a Texas Lutheran player, for no apparent reason, slugs one of the victorious Millsaps linemen on the nose. To ride a bus that long and lose a football game was possibly more than he could stand.
The flat Florida landscape a startling change from the mountains and more violent country of Oregon and South Dakota. Not bad for a November assignment, motel right on the beach with a splendid view of the ocean.
Finally locate the game at the Welch Memorial Stadium, no more than four or five blocks from my gas stations. The stadium is already filled to capacity; for a game so few townfolk seemed to know of, this is startling. So jammed, spectators are allowed to stand or sit at field level up to within six inches of the sidelines. During the course of the game there is the constant danger of fans being flattened, but they seem to scurry out of the way at the last possible moment. Solid rows of people are even perched high atop the concrete wall that surrounds the stadium.
Most probably the best football to date on this assignment. Two powerful and well-conditioned teams in a real rock 'em-sock 'em game. A momentary uneasiness at being one of five or six whites in a crowd of many thousand blacks, but they are most friendly and courteous as I go about photographing the game, and the question of color is soon forgotten. A spectacular performance by the Bethune-Cookman band at halftime.