Hippety Hus! Hippety Hus!
What in the heck is the matter with us!
Nothing at all! Nothing at all!
'We know how to play base ball!
Here is another which might add a little to the noise. It
seems to have considerable snap and vigor and a good cadence.
Try your lungs on it and see how it goes.
Hit 'em up! Hit 'em up!
Any way to git 'em up!
Eat 'em up! Eat 'em up!
Eat 'em up! State!
Bang 'em up! Bang 'em up!
Any way to hang 'em up!
Bang 'em up! Hang 'em up!
Bang 'em up! State!
State can boast that visiting athletic teams are never ill
treated; and it is safe to say, she has lost nothing by her
hospitality. It shows that we do not carry cur enmity off
the field with us. Before and after a game the visiting players
are our guests, although in a game the team is our enemy. We
realize this fact, and are sorry, indeed, if a team goes away feel
ing that we have treated them ill. But when our teams go away,
they come back feeling, sometimes, that we treat visiting teams
too well, especially in a game. And it is true that Beaver Field is
comparatively a very quiet place during a game.
Now a little systematic yelling sounds better than remarks,
savoring of personal sarcasm, hurled promiscuously at the players.
It is also more encouraging to the home players, and more de
moralizing to their opponents. A College that can send a team
away to beat a law School in debate, ought to furnish a yell for
her athletic teams. Moreover the diamond at present is in a good
bard condition, and will stand considerable " rooting." Then
why not get together and " whoop her up for State ? "