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Show I Sports Here and There By Al Ablett t r Some memories of 1939 that I would like to keep: My first trip to Alta last February. Feb-ruary. The thrill I got that day will last a long time, I am sure. As we stood on the road looking look-ing up Collin's Gulch a lone skier came down out of the pines as if he were on wings; a sight worth seeing, I assure you. Then came the Jordan-Bing-ham high school basketball game, a playoff for third place and a chance to play in the state tournament. tour-nament. The agony of sitting there, watching Bingham lose that game from the foul line will live a long time. A pleasant memory of the year is the one I have of seeing six thousand fans in the ball park in Salt Lake City to see a night game. The beauty of the scene and the comfort of sitting in the cool of the evening watchine a ball game. Then, refereeing the lightweight light-weight championship fight between be-tween Al Spena and Vern Bybee in White park with 3800 fans standing in their seats after every round of this struggle between two of the best little men in the west. Going to Moab to handle the fight card for the benefit of the hospital there. The greeting I received when I got there and - the evidences of loyalty of a people peo-ple to their section of the state, the natural beauty of the country coun-try itself, these are memories I hope to carry through life, i Being picked as one of the umpires for the play-off series in the Industrial league between Provo and Pinney and the sportsmanship sports-manship shown by the players and fans of both teams was another an-other pleasant spot in 1939. That morning on the Salt Flats j when John Cobb, the great Eng- j lish fur broker sent his Railton Red Lion roaring through space at better than six miles a minute. min-ute. Boy, was that a sight! Sitting in the press box of Utah Stadium watching Bingham's well-coached football team take the state Class B championship, and playing in Bingham's first gold tournament and those early morning rounds with Joe Scussel, Elliott Evans and Francis Quinn are experiences of 1939 that go down in memory. It will be a long time before I forget the game I saw between the Cubs and White Sox in the City series at Wrigley field. |