Football is now six weeks old, give or take a week for some colleges, and entering the Month of Truth (November) for bowl aspirants, conference leaders and just plain teams that want to beat the traditional rival in the Big Game. In the Middle West, where the word "de-emphasis" is as un-American as commissar, crowds of better than 80,000 scramble for tickets to see a great power like Ohio State gobble up a comparative weakling like Northwestern, because college football is still the greatest sport and the highest form of entertainment between the Rockies and the Appalachians. In contrast, the Ivy League is proudly returning the game to the students but still having fun at it and drawing the kind of crowds that help support the rest of their sports.
The pattern of superiority has now begun to take form, and it is already possible to foresee a few bowl finalists for this coming January 2. Maryland and Oklahoma are moving unswervingly towards their biennial meeting at the Orange Bowl, while UCLA and Michigan edge towards the Rose Bowl with almost the same inevitability.
The season's big stars have already fixed their names in the headlines with the help of the less spectacular but equally important linemen (see page 25). The T-quarterbacks—Hornung of Notre Dame, Welsh of Navy, Holleder of Army; the brilliant runners—Barr of Michigan, Arnett of Southern California, Swink of Texas Christian, Brown of UCLA; the sticky fingered ends—Lundy of Purdue, Schnellenberger of Kentucky; these are just a smattering of the All-America entries.
To bring some order out of each week's statistics, the Associated Press polls sportswriters from coast to coast. For their ratings at midseason, see box above.