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The Diamond Bar and Grill is at the corner of Fourteenth and P streets in Lincoln and is the tavern closest to the University of Nebraska campus. It was there that Howey, who picked up the rudiments of Frisbee while attending insurance school in Hartford, Conn., introduced the game to his cronies and discovered that in his absence it had already become a fraternity favorite.
Since the homecoming football game against Kansas was to take place in a few days, Howey thought the United States Frisbee Matches would be just the thing to generate undergraduate and alumni steam. Howey's buddies thought so, too.
"I went to Williams College, the home of Frisbee," said Bud Sidles, who plays Frisbee while awaiting his Army call. "I'll be their entry."
"I'll represent California," said a diving instructor named Gene Cotter. "I've been there."
"Put me down as Florida's representative," said Tom Houchin. "I lived there a while."
Chuck Beans, a trucker, called from his booth in the rear that he had attended Princeton and would be delighted to represent the Tigers. So it went, with everybody agreeing to help Howey's tournament in any way possible, even to buying the next round.
The matches were held at 9 on the morning of the Nebraska-Kansas game at the East Hills Club, a suburban Lincoln cabaret, after two country clubs had haughtily turned Howey down. Five hundred spectators who had paid 50¢ each were on hand for the spectacle. A 40-mph wind ruined plans for the doubles competition but the singles tournament took place on the lee side of the clubhouse, where the downdrafts and gusts produced some very spectacular Frisbee, indeed. Wayne Brown, a University of Nebraska junior, was declared the winner from among 40 contestants, but when it came time to present the trophies, it was discovered that somebody had swiped them. John Peterson, Lincoln's only Frisbee dealer, who did a whale of a business selling Frisbees at the door, gallantly offered to buy new trophies and thereby saved the day.
"We diehard Frisbeeans love the game," said Howey, when he was back in the Diamond. "We hope to organize lots of national tournaments, but I guess next year it will be too big for Lincoln. Some Ivy League town will probably grab it off. You know, this started as a joke but it got serious; people are serious about Frisbee. It's a great drinking game. It's even great if you're not drinking, I suppose."
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