Fraternity Champ,PhiKappaSig,
Blanks Indie Gridders, 14-0
By JOHN BLACK
The superior passing of Gip
Bonar led Phi Kappa Sigma,
intramural fraternity grid
champs, to a 14-0 win over the
Inebriates, indie titleholders,
in a penalty-ridden contest on the
IM field last night. It was the
first time the IM office officially
sanctioned an indie-fraternity
playoff.
Mike Beattie and Larry Di-
Ciacinto were on the receiving
end of the touchdown aerials from
the accurate right arm of Bonar,
Sykes coils
Bona 'One
Of the Best
By DAVE HLADICIC
"Gip Bonar is one of the best
Quarterbacks to ever perform on
the IM gridiron, bar none," IM
co-ordinator Dutch Sykes said last
night.
He had just watched Phi Kappa
Sigma's proficient field-general
complete 21 of 35 passes in the
IM championship game with the
Inebriates.
Sikes, commenting further.
said "I compare Boner with
some of the past greats like
Sandy Freedson of Phi Epsilon
Pi and Sy Troyan of fhe Coal
Crackers, who performed so
adeptly during the post-war
years. Boner is one of the best
quarterbacks I have ever seen
In IMs and is worthy of being
rated with these fellows,"
Bob Knepp, the Inebri.
terback, was held to 6
passes because of PKS
tent ball control. Until
ning the Inebriates had
Opponents .to 19 poin
scoring 143 points them.'
Ralph Bitsko, the I
glue-fingered end expe
hectic game, dropping
pass on'the goal-line and
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the Phi Kappa Sig quarterback
and captain John Righi converted
twice to account for the game's
scoring.
The fraternity men's first
scoring drive started midway
through the first half when Bo
nar intercepted a pass by the
Inebriates' Bob Knepp. ,Turn
ing to the offense, Bonar'tossed
a 35-yarder to Beattie and a
subsequent 15-yard roughness
penalty against the Inebriates
placed the pigskin on the de
fenders 17-yard line.
On the next play Bonar hit Di-
Giacinto on the one, but there the
Inebriates. defense stiffened and
held for two plays to take pos
session ',of the ball.
But two plays later Phil Hodges
intercepted a flat pass , intended
for Pete Searer on the 4-yard
line, and the Phi Kappa Sigs had
their second crack at paydirt. This
time they made good as Beattie
latched on to a deflected pass
over the middle for the 6-pointer.
Righi kicked his first of two
strikes and the score stood 7-0
at halftime.
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ebriates' Pete Searer. The
the entire first half by a Phi
Kappa Sig defense that covered
potential pass receivers like a
blanket, showed a monentary
spark at the start of the second
half. Bob Knepp received the
kickoff and heaved a soaring
aerial in the direction of the
Phi Kappa Sig goal. But the
elusive pigskin (and a probable
tying touchdown) slipped
through the fingers of Ralph
Bitsko on the 2-yard line.
Again an interception proved
disastrous to the Indie gridders
as Jack Loßue picked off a Knepp
toss at midfield. Two successive
15-yard charging penalties against
the Inebriates gave the Greeks
possession on the 8-yard stripe.
Bonar fired twice to DiGia•
cinto and Phi Kappa Sigma had
another score. Righi kicked thw
PAT ro put the game on ice.
The Inebriates fought back
gamely and put together their
most concentrated drive in the
waning minutes of the game as
Knepp connected on passes to
Dick Hambright, Ralph Volpe and
Dean Rossi. But their last hope
faded when Bitsko dropped a des
peration heave on the' goal line.
Lucky Lou
But Genial
"Lucky Lou" Prato led the four,State -Purdue and Vander bilt
fearless forecasters of the DailyiKentucky.
Collegian sports staff with ten! With just two weeks of picking
right picks in Saturday's footballooft, our prophets' records look
games. !like this: First is "Genial George"
Prato, who has been fighting:French, with 68 correct picks for
an up-hill battle (it had to be:an average of .566. Second, only
uphill, smc' he made such a mis-,four games behind, is "Magnifi
erable bureh of picks in the firsticent Matt" Mathews, with a .533.
place) picked his best selectioniTied for last place are "Lucky
of the eight-week-old season !Lou" Prato and the coaches, with
''Lucky Lou" was hampered inis.9 right picks, or an average of
,his selections by two ties, 0hi0!,491.
ANYONE FOR. FOOTBALL?
When Pancho Sigafoos, sophomore, pale and sensitive, first saw
Wills Ludowic, freshman, lithe as a hazel wand and rosy as the
dawn, he hemmed not; neither did lie haw. "I adore you," he
said without preliminary.
"Thanks, hey," said Willa, flinging her apron over her face
modestly. "What position do you play?"
"Position?" said Pancho, looking at her askance. (The
askance is a ligament just behind the ear.)
"On the football team," said Willa.
"Football!" sneered Pancho, his young lip curling. "Football
is violence, and violence is the death of the mind. I am not a
football phyer. I am a poet !"
"So long, buster," said Willa.
"Wait!' cried Pancho, clutching her damask forearm.
She placed a foot on his pelvis and wrenched herself free.
"I only go with football players," she said, and walked, shimmer
ing, into the gathering dusk.
Paneho went to his room and lit a cigarette and pondered his
dread dilemma. What kind of cigarette did Pancho light? Why.
Philip. Morris, of corris!
Philip Morris is always welcome, but never more than when
you are sore beset. When a fellow needs a friend, when the heart
is dull and the blood runs like sorghum, then, then above all,
is the time for the mildness, the serenity, that only Philip Morris
can supply.
Pancho Sigafoos, his broken psyche welded, his fevered brow
cooled, his synapses restored, after smoking a fine Philip Morris,
came to a decision. Though he wax a bit small for football (an
even four feet) and somewhat overweight (427 pounds), he tried
out for the team—and tried out with , such grit and gumption
that he made it.
Nacho's college opened the season against the Manhattan
School of. Mines always a mettlesome foe, but strengthene4
this year by four exchange students from Gibraltar who had been
suckled. by she-apes. By- the middle of the second quarter the
Miners had wrought such havoc upon Pancho's team that there
was nobody left on the bench but Panchn And when the
quarterback was sent to the infirmary with his head driven
straight down into.his esophagus, the conch had no choice but
to , put Peach* in.
Pancho's teammates were not conspicuously cheered as the
little fellow took his place in the huddle.
"Gentleman," said.Panclio, "some-of you may regard poetry
as sissy stuff, but now in our most trying hour, let us hark to
these words from Paradise Lost: 'Alt is not lost; the uncon
querable will and study of revenge, immortal hate, and courage
never to submit or yield "
So stirred was Pancho's teas► by this fiery exhortation that
they threw themselves into the fray with utter abandon. As
a ecasequence, the entire squad was hospitalized before the half.
The college was- forced to drop football. Willa Ludowic, not
having any football players to choose from, took up with Panclio
and soon discovered the beauty of his soul. Today they' are seen
everywhere—dancing, holding hands, nuzzling, smoking,
Smoking what? Philip Morris, of corris I
And for you filter fanciers, the makers of Philip Morris glue
you a lot to like in the sensational Marlboro—filter, /favor,
pack or box. Marlboro joins Philip Morris in bringing you
this column throughout the school year.
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