Win, lose, or draw, this marks Joe Forecast's swan-song. Never again will the Forecast pen disturb the virgin whiteness of paper. I pass on to bigger, better, and more lucrative fields. Whither matters not--sufficient to say that next year, and the years thereafter (unless Joe, Jr. suddenly turns intelligent) the CRIMSON readers must figure for themselves the outcome of the games.
So you can see how close to my heart the current prediction is. There is only one game today, as far as I am concerned. All my skill, shrewdness, and experience goes into this estimate--to say nothing of my reputed occult powers:
Harvard 9, Yale 7
And with that, Yale!
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