David Geller and Lester Steifberg have been elected co-captains of the New York University tennis team for 1934-35. . . . Geller prepared at Madison while Steifberg is a graduate of Evander Childs. . . . Milt Levin, hard running halfback of City, who was out of the Manhattan game with an abdominal injury, is considered the best blocker on the team. . . . Jack Grossman, former Rutgers ace, is putting new life into the Brooklyn Dodgers pro football club. . . . At the same time more crowds in the stands. . . . C. C. N. Y. beat N. Y. U. three times in succession on the football field. . . . Andy Cohen, former Giant ball player, may be with the Brooklyn Dodgers next season. There are two Jewish players on the North Dakota University football team, Irv Kupcinet, quarterback, and Weiss, a tackle. . . . Jackie Kid Berg, the Jewish fighter who recently kayoed Harry Mizler, another Jewish boxer, for the lightweight title of Great Britain, was considered washed up in America. . . . Berg was rated a pushover for Mizler. . . . Lew Feldman scored the most impressive victory of his career when he defeated Petey Hayes last week. . . . Marty Pomerantz, Kings County featherweight amateur champion this year, and Bernie Friedkin, Brownsville bantamweight, are considered the cream of the crop among the Jewish boxers in the amateur ring. . . . Alex Levinsky is one of the very few Jewish players to make the big league grade. . . . There is a Jewish football player on every professional and semi-pro outfit in the metropolitan area. . . . All metropolitan dailies called Harry Dublinsky a Polish Jew until October 31. . . . Phil Weintraub was twenty-seven years old October 12. . . . Joie Kaufman, one time small club boxer, is now a publicity agent. . . . ?
MERRY MAX BACK IN HAPPY HOME
Wearing a vanilla-flavored polo coat, green suit, yellow shirt and a pair of hand-pressed ears, the light-heavyweight champion of the world, Slapsie Maxie Rosenbloom, sneaked into town the other day.
Warned of his master’s approach after months of beating around in the tall celery, the Filipino houseboy at Maxie’s apartment in the early seventies was not caught unawares as he was a year ago. On that occasion Rosenbloom opened the door of his apartment to find the windows open and curtains thrown back, thus admitting the two things he considers fatal to good healthâ€” sunshine and fresh air.
“What are you trying to do, you double crosser?” Maxie roared at the boy. “Trying to cost me my championship, eh? Snatch them windows down! Shut those curtains! the next thing I know you’ll be sweeping and dusting out the joint.”
The houseboy made no such mistake this time. Twelve hours before Rosenbloom was scheduled to arrive, he closed the windows, drew the blinds, sprinkled confetti on the floor, and scattered those little night club hammers and empty beer bottles on the table. He puffed at cheap cigars and cigarettes until the room could have doubled for one of those old pre-repeal places. Then he waited.
Finally, Maxie strode down the hall and opened the door. A billowing wave of stale tobacco smoke engulfed him. His face beamed and for a minute or two he stood there inhaling deep draughts of the smoky screen.
“Boy that’s grand!” he exulted. “Ain’t it good to be home?”
SLAPSIE, ONLY A BIRD ON THE WING. . .
Slapsie Maxie after months of hedge-hopping from state to state is back in New York to prepare for the defense of his title against Bob Olin in Madison Square Garden, November 16. According to his manager Frankie Bachman, Max has laid out a strenuous training program for himself.
HOW TO BE CHAMPION
Maxie’s program for championship training starts tomorrow morning. Starting then he will go into bed each night sharply at daybreak. He will sleep from dawn until midafternoon. Awakening, Rosenbloom will pose in front of a full length mirror and practice dance steps until sundown. The next two hours will be devoted to breakfast.
From eight until midnight, he will sharpen his eyesight by watching the dice roll and trying to spot the numbers. He may also roll a few himself to strengthen his right and to put an edge on his timing.
The hours between midnight and dawn will be devoted to improving his footwork at night clubs. A brisk trot through Central Park behind a milk wagon will end each day’s work.
Of course, me laddies, this sort of training routine costs mazuma. But Maxie says, “I strive to keep myself in perfect condition all the time. That is why I have spent every penny I have ever made in the ring, 200,000 berries in following the rigorous course of conditioning outlined above. I owe my success to clean living and right thinking. “
THE GARDEN AND THE HORSE SHOW
The Garden having recovered from the ravages of those western broncs housed a corking all-star card last Friday night. One thing that was quite evident were the trunks that Dublinsky wore. There was no Mogen Dovid on them Friday night.
But to get away from these leather pushers for the moment perhaps, we can get a few words in edgewise about the international horse show that is coming to the Eighth avenue sports emporium.
This show jumps into the Garden Wednesday, November 7 and a special feature of each performance will be the appearance of the Canadian Mounties. This contingent, fresh from duty in the dominion, will lend extra color to a show that should be one of the swankiest of the year.
Teams from Ireland, Chile, Canada, England, France Italy, and the United States will take part in the special jumping events for the international championship.