Egg In Your Beer

"Which one? Great Heavens, are you mad?" With these magisterial words a bowler-lidded Brahmin in the pages of this week's New Yorker indicates a preference for the Crimson banner over the green and gold of Western Maryland. If you put the same first question in cold cash to a sporting speculator last night as to the outcome of this afternoon's Stadium encounter you could probably have come up with 25 to 1 for the long shot. You'd also be mightly lonesome now.

No one, least of all Coach Dick Harlow, writes off a game until the final whistic. But even this cagey sage has reason to believe that his traditional November strength is in for a premature September birth. Wise money has it that Western Maryland should get its coonskin hat handed to it with a Mason-Dixon head in it while the Crimson first team is exchanging pleasantries in the showers.

But for all the optimistic prognostication, the Westminster outfit is still something of an unknown quantity in these parts. In 73 years of Cantab football. Western Maryland and Harvard have never met across a ten table or a football. The cynic of Mr. Peter Arno's cartoon would like to know, along with some other people, why this hoary tradition merits interruption. Actually there are more inter-connections between the two squads than in any ancient ivied rivalry.

For one thing the head coach of the Green Terrors, is a Harlow pupil like Howle Odell of Yale. Havens learned football from the ground up, literally, as a center for the first four years Harlow assumed the football fate of Westminster. Dick Harlow started there in 1926, and during four campaigns Havens had an inverted view of every bit of Harlow deception.

Harlow stayed with Maryland until 1935, long enough to develop Herb Kopp, now Crimson forward wall coach, into one of the best ever to emerge from Maryland.

Program scrutinizers will notice the name Margarita on both sides of the cigarette ad. Yes, they are related. Maryland left guard Attillio Margarita is the younger brother of Harlow's backfield specialists and former Chicago Bear, Bob Margarita. The Bob of the family had no comment yesterday on the strength of the Maryland line.

One more reason for a meeting between the two outfits is that it might be a fine football battle. Havens has in his 45 man caravan four ends, five tackles, and five guards, and a formidable center named John Kern who tips the scales at 221.

Maryland also boasts a well rounded set of backs, as interchangeable as the parts of a Ford tractor. Key man in the offense is 200 pound fullback Hank Corrado. Operating from a single wing and a T, Joe Gianclli, 155 pound flutterback, calls the signals and may got away this afternoon for some long runs.

Right halfback Lee Lothram provides the aerial power, while Jim Formwalt can perform variegated chores on the other flank. Sure to see action is Stan Kulakowski, a definite threat in the tailback position.

A little man meets a big man at Soldiers Field today. Western Maryland can lose a ball game. For Harvard a season is at stake. Western Maryland College