LOOKING UP IN THE REALM OF SPORTS
NOV 14 (Aboard American Airline, en route from Detroit to Chicago) - This cloud buggy is heading westward directly over Three Rivers, Mich., wherever that is, at a height of 5,180 feet and an approximate speed of 180 miles per hour. This is seven feet and three inches higher than the Green Bay Packers blew the Detroit Lions' defense at Briggs stadium this afternoon, and is some ten miles slower than the speed at which the Packers are driving toward the professional football championship of the world. A team is no stronger than its reserves, and weren't you glad of that a few hours ago, when Packer after Packers was helped or carried from the field, only to see his replacement tear into the Lions with a furious vigor that must have made the helpless Detroiters think they were battling every one in the state of Wisconsin. And they were, If ever a football team was fired to the skies by the knowledge of its own power and the loyalty of its fans, that club was the Green Bay Packers this afternoon. Maybe you were a little scared when the Lions rode back in the third period, but the Lions never had a chance. They weren't in the ball game. It was like taking candy from a baby, and then giving the kids a good kick in the pants so that he will remember not to take his candy in public places again. The Lions were overwhelmed by an entire squad of Packers, fighting with a desperation that overcame twisted ankles and bruised shins and drove the defending team back in the bottle, and kept it there. A team that can play football like that deserves to be champion. The first officer of the airliner stops by and says, "What are you doing?" I'm writing a news story, he is told. "A sports writer, eh?" he inquires. "Well, well. And you follow the team around the country" You fellows certainly do lead exciting lives." Then he had to hurry forward, because there had been a stiff headwind all the way in from Buffalo, and the skipper in the forward compartment wanted him to stand by as the craft neared the lower end of Lake Michigan...Clarke Hinkle, who has played a lot of great football for Green Bay, scored 13 points against the Lions and finally moved past Johnny Blood into second place on the Packers' all-time scoring list. Hinkle's 28th and 29th touchdowns, and his 23rd extra point, boosted his big total to 283, which is nine more than Blood's and is 68 points less than the 301 held by Verne Lewellen, Green Bay's all-time scoring leader. Don Hutson kicked his 4th extra point, and remained in fourth place with 202, 22 less than Blood, who has been relegated to third position on the all-time list. Tiny Engebretsen got his 17th and 18th points after touchdown, giving him a grand total of 39, which ties him with Eddie Jankowski for 23rd place. Cecil Isbell and Andy Uram each scored his second Packer touchdown, and each has 12 points.
PACKERS ARRIVE TO PREPARE FOR NEW YORK CLASH
NOV 15 (Travers Island, NY) - The Packers resumed active preparation this morning for Sunday's NFL game with the New York Giants at the Polo Grounds, and all hands were on deck for the practice, although several of Coach E.L. Lambeau's staunchest gridders were a bit the worse for wear. Don Hutson hobbled around with a sore knee; Herman Schneidman's injured leg was giving him plenty of trouble and Brute Mulleneaux's ankle was far from being in 60-minute playing shape. Bobby Monnett, who was sidelined last Sunday from Bear game injuries, is still far from playing shape, but the little giant claims he will be right for the Giant game or it will be Dave Woodward's hide. Coach Lambeau is well pleased with the Travers Island setup. The food is excellent for highly trained athletes. The practice field could not be improved and the players' rooms, all of whom had individual quarters, are homelike in every respect...ESTATE IS EXCLUSIVE: The New York Athletic club estate is very exclusive and many of the leading football squads in the country have made use of the spacious club. When the Packers arrived, a dozen of the Yale cross country team were galloping around the lawns and one of the wise-cracking Packers was heard to remark that "if this spot is good enough for the ritzy Yales, it should be o.k. for us." The only note of discomfort was quickly ironed out. Buford (Baby) Ray tried out his bed immediately on arrival and it was found a bit short for the former Vanderbilt man-mountain to stretch comfortably. This situation was taken up with the club management and arrangements were made for a bed once used by Primo Carnera to be sent out from a Broadway hotel. It arrived in time for Ray to sleep in peace Monday night...TRAIN IS LATE: The Packers were long overdue on the trip east from Detroit, where they twisted half a dozen knots in the Lions' tails. During the night en route through Canada, the Michigan Central engine blew a cylinder head, and the so-called "Wolverine" was about three hour late pulling into Yonkers, where a bus met the squad and took the players seven miles over hill and dale to Travers Island. Coach Lambeau had to move fast to keep his engagement as the featured speaker at the football coaches' weekly luncheon around the festive table at Jack Dempsey's restaurant. However, Lambeau, thanks to a Gotham friend who drove in from Travers Island to Broadway in nothing flat, arrived on time to make his bow before the gathering was seated. The Packer coach made a great hit at the gridiron griddle and he was kept busy answering questions for about 20 minutes. The New York papers always give the coaches' session quite a play, and they spilled over plenty telling about Lambeau, etc...SITS WITH CROWLEY: During the luncheon Lambeau rubbed elbows with Coach Jimmy Crowley of Fordham, who sat at his right, while stout Steve Owen, coach of the Giants, was nearby and when called upon sang the blue about the Giants' chances in Sunday's game with the Packers. Of course, Lambeau took Owen's wail with a sniff of salt. Some of the other speakers chided Owen for "crying before he was hurt". Several hundred sat in at the luncheon and such celebrities as Lou Little, coach of Columbia, and John Kieran, noted sports columnist of the New York Times, went out of his way to give Lambeau the glad hand and welcome him again to Gotham. Lambeau's son, Don, plays with the Fordham freshmen at West Point Wednesday afternoon and Crowley has invited the Packer mentor to sit on the Fordham frosh bench and watch Don strut his stuff. West Point is but a short distance from Travers Island...LARGE ADVANCE SALE: The New York Giant management is expected the biggest crowd of the season at Sunday's game. The advance seat sale is very encouraging and Tim Mara, owner of the football Giants, claims that if the sun shines this weekend, the football field in the shadow of Coogan's Bluff will house a crowd considerably over 50,000. Across the river the picture isn't so hot. The Brooklyn Dodgers have a game scheduled with the Chicago Bears, and one of Dan Toppings's executives remarked that he feared George Halas and his nasty Bruins would play before more empty seats than filled ones at Ebbets field. Once again the Packer management simply grins and "bears" it. Sunday's game will settle the question - how good a scout is Bo Molenda? The Giants' assistant coach, who played a lot of football as a member of the Green Bay Packers not so many years ago, camped on the Bayites' trail at the Cleveland and Bear games. It is understood that Bo ran out of pencils trying to file a detailed report on the Green Bay overhead offensive...WIRES FROM HOME: The Packers are still chuckling over some of the telegrams they received in Detroit after spanking Dutch Clark and Company. Several of the wires were "honies" and it showed the players that the folks back home were tickled to death with the win. This is the kind of spirit that helps a lot when the team is on the road battling their darndest to bring another national football championship back to old Green Bay.
BABY LION HAS FUN WHILE BIG BROTHERS ARE BEATEN
NOV 15 (Green Bay) - The outstanding gridiron pageantry of the 1938 professional season was placed on display at Briggs stadium in Detroit last Sunday, when the Green Bay Packers ground the Lions under their heels for the victory which will probably mean the Western division championship. It's a shame that the folks who have flocked to City stadium during the past season, and who failed to see the Packers play their very best football, couldn't have joined the slim band of Green Bay rooters at Detroit, to see their team at its magnificent best. They've thrown their hands into the air at Detroit. They'll swamp New York and they'll travel on to win their fifth National league championship in their history. And while that's counting quite a few chickens while the little fellows still are slumbering comfortably in their eggs, you can't talk down the fact that Sunday the Packers were a really great football eleven...JUST A LITTLE FUN: This isn't intended, however, to be a hymn of praise for the football team. It's just meant to point out a little fun and a few bits of entertainment on the side which made Sunday afternoon the best show of all these autumn days, and which kept the 45,000-plus throng in alternate moods of amusement and pleasure. First of all, there was the baby lion. The Detroit Lion mascot, wearing his tawny skin and shaggy mane, turned up with a cub, who in real like is a 9-year old girl, and the two of them had all varieties of fun prior to the game, and during its progress. In fact, the Lions could have done worse to use them in their lineup, The fun started when the cub was given a bath in a porcelain tub on the 30-yard line, with Papa Lion doing the scrubbing. The youngster squirmed loose a few times and was chased around the gridiron, but each time she was dragged back and put to soak again in imaginary suds...STALKS TOY BALLOON: Then the baby lion discovered a balloon blowing around the field, and spent much time stalking it, finally landing upon it with a resounding pop. Onto the field marches the splendidly maneuvering Wayne university band, complete even to master of ceremonies and girls attired in brilliant oriental costumes. The band spread itself out so that it covered the entire gridiron, and after the Star Spangled Banner was played and the colors raised, it condensed quickly to form the letters "G.B.P." The leader raised his baton, and the band swung into the strains of "Go, You Packer" played as it never had been played before. The little group of Green Bay enthusiasts in the stands cheered themselves dizzy, and the band responded, with each member taking out a tiny megaphone and singing the words to rapid march time. "On, you Green and Gold to glory, Win this game, the same old story, Fight, you Packers - fight, and bring the bacon Home to old Green Bay." The lion and cub danced capers around the big musical organization, which formed itself into a giant "L" and marched slowly the length of the gridiron, playing a rousing Detroit pep song. The mayor of Detroit was introduced and thoroughly booed by the packed bleachers. He didn't care - he won the election...DRAW THIN HAND: Out from the stands, running in close formation, helmets placed for the battle, came the Green Bay Packers, to draw a scattered hand. They were attired in their new road jerseys of white with black numbers and trimmings, and they looked like a football team. To the roar of thousands, the Lions pranced upon the gridiron, sunlight reflected from silver helmets and satin pants. There was a tenseness in the air that implied the fact which all recognized - a championship was to be decided that day. The men in the press coop leaned forward, pencils in hand. The telegraph keys were silenced. The Lions were scattered in formation to receive. The Packers were in one slim line, extending the width of the field...READY TO KICK: Clarke Hinkle, ready to kick off, nervously adjusted his helmet. The whistle blew. Slowly, with increasing speed, Hinkle moved forward, and with him moved the Packer gridiron battalion. The ball swept from his feet into a gigantic arc in the air. Down it fell, plunking into the arms of Detroit's Vernon Huffman on the five-yard line. Stepping carefully but speedily, he dodged back, evading a Packer tackler, sidestepping another, until he was met with terrific force by Green Bay's Brute Mulleneaux on the 28 yard line. The game was on.