"I must tell
you," said Eiler, "that we are having schedule trouble at Slippery
Rock. Some schools in our section of the country are stubbornly resisting the
trend. Carnegie Tech, Westminster, Thiel and Edinboro Teachers are dropping
soccer and keeping the emphasis on football."
again as Al Wilson, a delegate from Yale University, got up and reported that a
number of Connecticut high schools which had experimented with six-man football
now had abandoned that and were concentrating on soccer. "I may say,"
he added, looking around carefully, "that parents in New Haven are pleased,
very pleased, with soccer."
Now the wild look
was back in the eyes of the delegates and soon Glenn F.H. Warner, soccer coach
of the U.S. Naval Academy, was on his feet and roaring:
"I think we
have doubled the number of college soccer teams! And I venture to say that
there are at least 700 high schools playing soccer up and down the country
Now the feeling
was so intense that there was nothing in the world to do but play a game of
soccer. And so the players were split up into two squads to represent the North
and South. For the North, there were 13 players from Springfield, Mass., seven
from Brooklyn College, seven from Courtland, three from West Point, two from
City College, N.Y., one from Ithaca, N.Y. Bending the Mason-Dixon Line to even
things, the South was represented by 18 players from Florida, seven from Navy,
six from Pitt, four from Slippery Rock, three from Johns Hopkins, two from
Swarthmore, and one each from Penn State and Duke.
The game was
played at Stewart Field after being boldly advertised as "The Soccer
Bowl." The South won, 4 to 2, but more important than that, $1,400 was
taken in at the gate (with seats at $1 top) and the loot will be spent to make
more training films, hold more soccer forums and do anything else that will
further the cause of the booting game—and let the football devil take the
Opening up the
In its old age
Manhattan has become quite an ant bed. Its industrious millions make their way
through the subways and doorways and intersections of the big maze with
treasured routine. Change the routine, inject a new note, and Manhattan on
first impulse frowns and fears the worst. Those in power bark in protest to
preserve the status quo: "Hey, Mac, what goes? Hey, Mac, you can't do that.
Hey, Mac, I got orders positively no one is admitted without no
Last week into
negative old Manhattan swirled a small but very positive collegiate crowd,
bearing a potted palm and 10 cases of oranges and cheering loudly for the
University of California at Los Angeles. UCLA, their alma mater, is best known
in this New Year time for its top-ranked football team which did NOT play in
the Rose Bowl. Undismayed that there was little to cheer about back home, 26
members of the "Kelps," UCLA's official rah-rah organization, came on
to Manhattan to cheer their basketball team in Madison Square Garden against
the best teams of the East.
Since the Kelps
thrive on cheery disorganization (the members are no longer even sure why they
bear a name as common as seaweed), it's a wonder they made it all the way. They
left the campus in a cut-rate bus driven by two charitable Los Angeles police
officers on a round-trip budget of $2,250—roughly what it would have cost them
100 years ago by Conestoga wagon.