The Battalion. (College Station, Tex.) 1893-current, October 27, 1922, Image 7

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    THE BATTALION
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as to his real coaching ability as yet.
Coach Arbuckle has always put out a
strong team but can not be classed
with the Bible.
Secondly, the Texas Aggies have a
squad of muscle and brawn from
which eleven men are selected to start
a game. Nearly all of these men have
been developed to the extent that they
are all about equal to each other;
therefore a relief of one man in the
game would not have any harmful ef
fect upon the winning power of the
team. The Aggie line so far this sea
son has been impregnable and men
equally as good as Blalock and Tynes
have been stopped and isn’t it most
natural that they will also be stopped
—we think so! The Bears have a
good defensive line but lack decided
ly on the offense, chiefly speed.
The Longhorns have a fair line only in
places; the same holds true for S. M.
U. In backfields, the Aggies have two
complete sets of backs of about
equal calibre and best of all, spped un
equalled. Frankly, our backs are
faulty in several respects but there
are none in the conference who are per
fect, for instance, Baylor has a one
man backfield, and without him they
would be paralyzed; the Texas back-
field doesn’t have the punch and drive
that will win against close competi
tion. S. M. U. has a backfield some
what - similar to the Aggies. They
run very good interference and do
well on end runs but not one of them
can call themselves plungers of note.
Thirdly, the Texas Aggies have a
STUDENT BODY that is behind them
to the last note of the whistle, in the
rain, in the sunshine, in the daytime,
in the night—in fact, ALL the time.
This one factor has brought victory
from defeat for the Aggies—last Bay-
Tof game Tor instance”.
Fourthly, the boys on the Aggie
team play the game for the SPORT
of the game, for the great benefits
it has in store for them, for the sake
of keeping up the traditions and good
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themselves.
W'e do not claim to be infallible,
whatsoever, but if anyone can prove
to us where our placing is incorrect
as to the present condition of all the
teams involved please tell us where.
THE LORE OF FISHIN’.
Boys, before we begin this unani
mous tale we might so well as in
troduce usselves as that might give
some light to our remarks. We are
Kunka and Tubba of Agg^eland, and
if you don’t know us we thank you
for the compliment but want to press
the opinion that you must have about
24 hours of H. E. per day.
Well Tub and Me (he calls me
Hunk for short ) planned usselves a
fishin’ trip for last Saturday evenin’
and fer a fact, boys, such a many
estringent proceedings happened that
we got usselves together for to rival
old Kipling hisself. Our poles, sanes
and canned minners wasn’t none too
light and so we was stepping along
at a good gate toward Bullfrog Byoo
when Tub, laffin’ like he does with
his, eyes shut, stubbed a stump and
jumped a gofer. As we’d left OT
Trusty st home, Tub picked up the
biggest rock he could set eye on and
heaved it at him. That pebble
whistled away mighty true, but just
as it was gonna drop to his head Mr.
Gofer stopped short to pick a grass
bur from his foot, letting said pebble
drop just in front of him. I hove a
few cast iron remarks at not gettin’
this game, but as we approached the
spot, Tub yelled and grabbed up the
dead gofer. Nothin’ about him was
bruised, however, so we figered that
t-h-e country beki-g-so- -dry—Lh-aL-roek
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raised a cloud of dust and smothered
him to death. This was game No. 1
and when we had ’im skinned I cut
off his tale and put in in the worm
can for bate.
This catch elevated our spirits but
on the contrary we wished we’d had
some spirits to put down, until a
strange category bisected our atten-
shun. An egg dropped into the bag
of my minner sane. Looking up to see
from whence she came, we spied two
squrls up on a limb playin’ catch with
eagle eggs. They got to chaterin’
over the loss of their egg so Tub says
to me: “Them’s gonna be our sec
ond game.”
But the little devils wouldn’t get
together fer a good bullseye so among
usselves we planned this manipula
tion: I was to toss the egg up to
them whence they would grab for it
and Tub could tap them with a
boulder. All ready, I held my coat
to shield Tub as he picked up his
missive, and then tossed up that lit
tle wood-be eagle to friend squrls.
They fell for our rouge but stayed up
there and just as Tub planned, both
made a pass for it. ’Bout that time
Tub’s boulder took off and fer a
dastly shame missed them about 4
milimeters. The effect, however, was
astounding. The suction behind that
clod skinned them squrls alive and up
on looking at each other, they fell
down dead and let fall the two eggs
which were now hard boiled. “Game
No. 2 and 3,” I yelled, demonstratin’
the skinned squrls and eggs. We now
hit it up fer the Byoo.
Arrived, the first thing Tub done
was to put on his rubbers. Good thing
too, for laffin’ again as usul, he step
ped in a crawfish hole, and man let
me tell you, crawfishes spouted out
of the next hole like a geysey.
Extractin’ he backed them into my
hands where with convulsions I fin-
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ally got their tales decapitated and
put them back so another tale could
grow. This made game No. 4. I
bathed it and put it away in our can
teen fer the purpose.
Tub now took out the canned min
ners, put them in the revivin’ solu
tion and when they started to wig
gle, he hooked one and started to real
out. Just then one of those bugler
flies thinkin’ he had a crip seezed the
bate. Some half asleep bullfrog
bearin’ the buzz, made a leap for them
and then one of those big channel cats
up an’ mealhouned the trio. The
speed of events rattled Tub so that
instead of letting a shark grab on he
heaved away and threw the prize up
against a tree knockin’ down a pale
of wild duckberries.
Well boys, things were so strange
that Tub and me didn’t trust usselves
any longer, sos we collected games
No. 5, 6, and 7, for the return. That
return boys, it passed strange ad
ventures and characters, but this is
enuf now or you won’t believe us so
we’ll conclude with the disposition of
our game. The gofer and squrl made
us that good vegetable soup Sbisa
served the other day. Those eagle
eggs and crawfish tales supplies us
all next week with shrimp salad, and
although only seniors got stakes off
that fine blue-tale cat, that pale of
gooseberries (mistaken fer duck-
berries) diluted down furnished us of
the South wing with some of our last
reel old stustitute. We shot the bull
frog to Doc Francis for dissection,
and boys, when he returns the compli
ment, we’ll all be visitin the Byoo for
more.
Thanks,
HUNKA & TUBBA.
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