So Grover Alexander has been drafted? Some squad is going to have a nifty hand grenade tosser to its credit, eh, what?
Wonder if John L., when he arrived at the pearly gates and St. Peter asked his name, gave his customary reply of, "Yours truly, John L. Sullivan?" If he did, we bet he walked right on in while the good saint was still trying to figure it out.
Speaking of the great John L., we suppose that "Handsome Jim" Corbett is the only old time champion who can at all aspire to Sullivan's place in public esteem.
We seem to know the tune of this anonymous contribution, but we never have heard these words before:
We're in the trenches now,
The slacker milks the cow,
And the son of a Hun
Must skeedaddle and run,
For we're in the trenches now.
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FOR A LIVE SPORT PAGE.
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THIS IS poor apology for