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About The Battalion. (College Station, Tex.) 1893-current | View Entire Issue (April 24, 1918)
Wednesday, April 24, 1918 THE BATTALION 7 |§lll!llllll!lll!lllllllllllll!llllllll!lll!llllllllllllillllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll!l | There s an Air about our Spring Suits | which marks the wearer as a man of unerring good taste in his choice of the right clothes to wear. They are full of style, finish, and re finement. Priced correctly, too — $15, $20, $25 xxxore The military spirit is reflected in several of our newest models; you will be interested in their commanding lines, and you’ll feel at home in any company of good dressers. Always a pleasure to show you. Brandon & Lawrence \ ■ OUR INTERNATIONAL SOCCER TEAM. This year has been one of the most remarkable in the history of the college. Our institution has pro gressed by leaps and bounds along every line of activity, and our status of efficiency widely noised through out the state and nation. A. and M. is highly organized along every line but some of her activities are widely predominant over the rest, consequently have contributed more toward winning her reputation. We refer to athletics. Our athletic achievements, espec ially in football and baseball, are al most incredible, but these fade into insig-nificance when compared with the inimitable record of the Soccer team. This remarkable team went through the entire season with the loss of but one game, but it happen ed that -this was the only game play ed. Never before in the history of our athletics has such enthusiasm been manifested in any sport as was shown in Soccer. Practice began early in the Fall. Almost every cadet went out for the team. So great was the interest that Col. Crane was forced to suspend drill during practice periods. The cdrps gathered daily on the side lines and madly cheered aspirants for the team. Those failing to make the team, because of the terrible chagrin, slowly pined away and at length were seen no more. When the team was selected Amer ican ingenuity and American athletic prowess were wanting. Ninety per cent of the teams personnel was made up of other nationalities. Because of this, and the international reputa tion established, the team is char acterized as the International Soccer team. This alien Soccer team was . com posed of eleven members, two of which were Americans, the remain der coming from Peru, Brazil, Mex ico,' Holland, England and Austria. A. and M. feels justly proud when men forsake their native land and come enormous distances to play on her Soccer team. But the absence of Americans on the team was not wholly due to lack of athletic skill or coolness . There was another factor—their failure to understand the coach or the members of the team! In heated moments, half a dozen dialects were vociferated simultaneously, reminding one of a battery of gatling guns opening fire upon a flock of guineas. If, 'during the game, the t eam wished to remon strate with the referee, a hopeless confusion of tongues resulted. The poor boob of an official was reviled and castigated in a motley of lan guages, through blissfully ignoaut of his position. The team made one tip—to Waco, where the game was played. And here we must bring another char acter into the story, “Tubby” Graves, who went along as interpreter, and to identify the team as coming from A. and M. Well, to make a short story long, “Tubby” did all we ex pected of him, but we wer defeated, the reason! “Tubby” has long ago given an adequate explanation. It -was merely a matter of confusion of signals. In the heat of conflct one member of the team shouted some thing in his native tongue, which in terpreted wrongly by the others, created a panic. When the smoke cleared Baylor had the game sewed up by several points. We hope the defeat taught the team a lesson. Next year Esperanto will be taught at the beginning of the training season so that the mem bers of the team can make them selves known intelligently to each other and a mutual system of signals can be devised. At the present time, no letters have yet been awarded. -, ’21 DR. BIZZELL ELECTED TO WAR WORK COUNCIL Moral: To make mustaches grow use cream, to remove ’em use Reg. There was a Lieut., named Hagen Who had a mustache in the ‘makin’ But sad to relate, this fuzz met its fate But it left, several basement fish aching. ** President. Bizzell Will Accept Ap pointment and Aid in Directing Effort of International Y. M. C. A. President Bizzell has just received a letter from F. S. Brockman, one of the general secretaries of the Nation al War Work Council of the Y. M. 0. A., advising him of his appointment as a member of that body. Dr. Bizzell will accept the appointment and may attend the next meeting of the council which will be held in New York June 3rd. Mr. Brockman’s letter says in part: “I know you are already familiar with the object and work of this organiza tion and have rendered invaluable co operation. In sincerely trust, how ever, that you may be able at this time io accept election as an official member of this body and thus be in a position to render even greater help.” In addition to supervising the gen eral war activities of the College m the training of numerous men for the army, Dr. Bizzell is chairman of the College Council of Defense, chair man of the executive committe of the State Food Administration, and active in the work of the Natipnal Security League. ’21 It has been rumored on the cam pus that “Sunny” Brooks has been drafted into the army to be used as an observation post, on the western front. Also John McKnight will be camouflaged as a tank. T. E. was the joy-killer nightly Each night he’d inspect with a vim Uh! the fish that was absent stepped lightly For ’twas seldom Tom failed to get him. But Edisons genius won nothing • For a stranger was he on that floor Thus one night when looking for vic tims He opened a vacant room door. i he door knob was covered v Uh syrup A wire crossed the threshhold foot high And balanced on just a wee pivot Was a whole blamed pitcher of “sky” Receiving no answer to “All Right,” He started to enter and ram When down went T. E. and the pitch er And I’ll bet my cush he said damn That poor little fuzz got sweetened Till he was an angel face right Next morning he stropped up his razor And appeared at meals, shaven and bright. ’21 Hostess: “Why, Professor Ford, you haven’t brought your wife’ along.” Professor Ford: “There now, I knew I was forgetting something.
