MIDNITE IN THE STADIUM Leroy Edgar Allen Poe Valentine 'Twas midnite in the stadium, Not a spectator was in sight Except for President Tracy And he was frozen tight. It was a Weber battle The mercury ten below The moonbeams all were hidden Behind fourteen feet of snow. The teams came out upon the firld Tracy shouted long and loud, "Get in there boys and do your stuff So we can win the crowd. "For far and wide across this land Away from ice and snow, Extending Weber's friendly hand, Our debating teams must go. "Night football is a marvelous game, And full of thrilling sights, And we must win a lot of fame, To pay for our new lights." At last the teams were ready, They started with a roar, The umpire shouted "Hockey One!" The Fullback hollared "Fore!" Bert Welch received the kick off He caught it with a cough, Then someone threw a snowball And they kicked poor Augie Ahlf. Bill Hickman had his snowshoes on, And Roylance was on skiis, Jimmy Ing put on five sheepskins, Just so he wouldn't freeze. The band was there within the stands, And boy how they did blow, But it didn't do a bit of good, for their horns were full of snow. The President looked for the crowds, And long he looked in vain, "Why don't they come to see us play? They give me such a pain." No money came in at the gate The expense accounted reach, And Tracy sat upon the bench And gave a silent speech. Red Knapp got hands upon the ball And kicked it from the park, Peoletti laughed and you could see His gold tooth in the dark. Jim Francis made a line drive Between the Rick Team guards, He burrowed thru a snowdrift And skidded seven yards. The next play they pulled went for miles Around the Weber Line, Jay London took the ball and ran Along a Ricks man's spine. When Andy went to hoist his pants His hand froze to the buckles. Each time Jack Doxey snapped the ball He busted several knuckles. Buchalter raved and tore his hair He jumped but not for joy, He wished to the devil he could get A mess of good old Poi. Swedo Valentine was blowing hard, And how the boy did wheeze, Each time a man came around the end Val floored him with a sneeze. They kept the doctor busy, With busted heads to fix, But though the men were dizzy, They managed to beat Ricks. So when the game was over, And the players staggered home, Our dear old President Tracy Was standing all alone. He spoke aloud and slowly, As he turned out all the lights, "I guess the crowds don't like to come And freeze these darn cold nights." Next morning Mr. Monson said, "I have some news for you, The debaters caught a cattle train, And left for Pleasant View." So it all turned out all right at last Thru the certainty of fate, And Weber's team had won the goal, JUNIOR CHAMPIONSHIP NUMBER EIGHT.