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Page 2 College Station, Texas Thursday, May 12, 1966
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Baseball Team Gives All,
Deserves Extra Support
The Texas Ag-gies are riding high!
We’ve cinched at least a tie for our
second Southwest Conference baseball
champship in three years, and every Aggie
is justly proud of the team.
They went to Austin and swept a two-
game series that many people in both Austin
and Aggieland thought would end up as
an Aggie “choke.”
As it developed, it was the boys in
orange who felt the tight collars, and the
tower was dark Tuesday night.
A fairly large delegation made the 90-
mile trip to the land of the 40 acres, and
the ole Army squeeze, as well as yells, were
in evidence during the tense moments of the
final game.
But, (here it comes), what about the
first game? How many Aggies made it
that day? And the games before that?
Sure, when we were number two in the
nation, it wasn’t hard to get a crowd. And
while we still had the SWC title in the
bag, supporters came out of every bench.
But what about when we sunk to third
in the loop? If this were an editorial in
the Daily Tea-sip, it wouldn’t be out of
place.
But in The Batt?
The most crucial game of the season
is the next one, and the Aggies will play
the Frogs at TCU Saturday. We can’t
make up to that championship team what
we have already failed to do, but we sure
can give it all we’ve got Saturday, because
that’s what the team will be doing.
From the way they played the last few
games, that should be quite a lot.
The rest of the state counted us out
when we dropped to third. Others thought
it was all over when TU closed to within
two points in the last inning of Tuesday’s
game. Now the word is out that beating
TCU is something we just can’t pull
off.
The TCU crowd is undoubtedly the loud
est in the baseball circuit, and their hazing
of the opposing team is probably the worst.
It sure would be nice to hear a little
“Gig ’em” come Saturday afternoon.
Hotard’s Holler
Aggie Rioting As An Art
Ole Army, I’m disappointed in
you.
Groady non-regs, you let me
down.
Didn’t your mother ever tell
you that if you were going to do
something, you should do it right
and in a big way?
I’m referring to the student
“riots” and the strife between
you two groups. What is this
Mickey Mouse horsing around
you’ve been carrying on?
In the first place, let’s look
at the civilian dorm situation. So
you cut off the electricity and
pop the tops to the Johns.
Big Deal. You get four inches
of water on the floor. That
doesn’t even get the Playmate
of the Month wet. What are they
teaching you fellas over there in
bulltext, basketweaving? If
you’re going to hit the non-regs,
do it in style. Let’s have an all-
out joint military effort! Get a
few heavy bombers and some tac
tical fighters and hit’em from
the air! Army, hit’em from the
ground with tanks and light ar
tillery! Maritime Academy fish,
shell’em from offshore in the
Brazos River! LEVEL THE
NON-REG DORMS!!
And you non-regs. What a let
down. You get the whole North
Gate outpost where you want
them, and what do you do ? You
throw eggs at them. Good Grief!
Anybody can get eggs and throw
them. That’s kid’s stuff on Hal
loween night.
Now then, why didn’t you throw
rocks? I’ll admit it’s primitive,
but it’s all you’ve got until you
can get more supplies. YOU'VE
GOT TO UNDERSTAND THAT
YOU ARE THE GUERILLAS IN
THIS WAR! Fight like Gueril
las!! Go inside your room, get
that half bottle of Scotch and
make Molotov cocktails. (Wellll
. . . sacrifices do have to be made
if the cause is worth it.) Sneak
into the Corps dorms at night
and put scorpions in their jump
boots. Find some electrical engi
neers in the group and make time
bombs to go off when the whistle
jock hits a certain note. Put
bamboo spikes in the parade
grounds. Think! Think! Think!
So you say to yourself, “Where
can we get all this material?”
Did you forget that we’re fight
ing a real war 11,000 miles
away? Send a postcard to “I
Want to be a Guerilla,” care of
Charlie Cong’s Discount Hut,
7346 Ho Chi Minh Trail, North
Viet Nam, and tell them in 25
words or less why you hate the
Corps. You should get every
thing at half price since you are
a student group.
But when you get right down
to it, neither of your groups are
using the old beanie. Let’s see,
I believe it was Larry Jerden,
that well-loved member of
both groups, who said “A stu
dent body divided against itself
cannot get publicity.” If you
students ever hope to gain the
stature of the Berkeley campus,
you’ve got the get together and
fight for a common cause.
Have you people ever consid
ered drowning out the President?
Have you ever hung the Dean
of Students in effigy ? What
about throwing eggs at the
Board of Directors?
Hold everything! I’ve got it.
You can flood the basement of
the YMCA and wipe out Stu
dent Publications, The Housing
Office and the KK’s in one wave.
There are no drains and the floor
is four feet below ground level.
Just remember, fellas, use your
head — it’s the little things in
life that count.
Of Mice and Men
By Herky Killingsworth
Who sez that the life of a pho
tographer is a good life ? A life
spent photographing beautiful
girls and wonderful women. It
isn’t, or at least the life of this
photographer isn’t.
Usually the photographer is out
making an idiot of himself, play
ing the part of a straight man
for a world full of comediennes.
I can prove it. Take last Tuesday
for example, when I innocently
got in the way of a dumb base
ball and let two stupid TeasipS
get two stupid runs. Wasn’t that
idiotic ?
And take last Sunday, for in
stance. There I was, faithfully
fulfilling my duty on Mothers
Day. Poised in the traditional
pose of a man who knew what he
was doing. I pushed the botton—
and my flash blew up with a bang
that woke up even the sleepiest
freshman. No words were said
but a muffled laugh drifted down
from the balcony. I tearfully
raced from the auditorium, into
the darkroom and did not emerge
until my 8 a.m. Monday class.
If you still believe the life of a
photographer is easy then go back
a week from last Monday when
those two Aggie golf immortals,
Bobby Nichols and Billy Martin-
dale, performed for the benefit of
those willing to brave the rain. It
was the sixth tee and a dead quiet
spread across the course. Even
the raindrops seemed to fall
quietly as big Bobby Nichols
stepped up to the tee. He care
fully addressed the ball, rared
back to knock it a country mile,
and—click. I took a picture and
Nichols stopped in the middle of
a swing looked straight at me,
and said, “It really doesn’t bother
me.”
I was shattered and insult was
added to injury by Coach Stal
lings when he blamed his 30-foot
drive of the second hole on me.
I didn’t even arrive until the
fourth hole and here I was being
blamed for a crime I couldn’t pos
sibly have committed. But I was
used to it.
After all, isn’t it I who has to
put up with the pleas of everyone
wanting to be in a picture? And
isn’t it I who starts to take a pic
ture and hears the answer every
time, “Use someone else.”
But it’s always to me that
things happen. Me, the original
spastic. Even back at the first of
the semester I made front page
Fort Worth Star-Telegram sim
ply by getting two tickets from
the same guy in the same day.
Two days later I received a bill
close to $1,000 for the entire bas
ketball team’s stay in Oklahoma
City for the big tournament.
I guess the photographer’s life
can best be summed up by that
quote from John Mud, “Oh well,
it’s a living.”
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cadet SLOUCH by Jim Earle Farm-Market Road System
Raised To 38,200 Miles
Texas’ Farm to Market Road
System got a sizable boost today
when the Texas Highway Com
mission approved the Highway
Department’s 1966 Farm to Mar
ket Road program.
The commission action raises
to more than 38,200 miles the
State’s designated FM System—
roads approved for construction
or already completed. Projections
fall for an ultimate 50,000-milf
system.
The Texas Farm to Marl®
Road System is one of the mos
highly developed rural highway
networks in the United Stals
and exceeds in mileage the entiis
highway systems of most state
The 1966 program proposed
improvements on 904 miles of FM
roads at an estimated cost o!
approximately $23 million.
“I keep havin’ this nightmare that th’ score is 8 to 6,
bottom of th’ ninth, and Texas is at bat!”
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Class Of '66 Induction Banquet—May 17
its free! Pick up your tickets at the Former Students Office — MSG.
Senior Ring Dance—May 21
continuous music by the 24 piece Continental Orchestra of Buddy Brock — 8:30 to
12:30 — Sbisa Ballroom $5 couple — tickets at Student Finance Center — MSG.
Senior Banquet
filet mignon dinner $5 couple and featuring nationally famous humorist Newt Hielcher
tickets at Student Finance Center and don’t forget the SECOND GREAT
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By Charles M. Schub
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Robert A. Clark, College of Geosciences; Dr. Frank A. Mc
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Engineering; Dr. Robert S. Titus, College of Veterinary
Medicine; and Dr. A. B. Wooten, College of Agriculture.
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