Like the New York skyline, the Wisconsin crew is something you won't want to miss, and you probably won't be able to if you come within eyesight of it. All six feet four, expect for two midgets six three, the Badgers, for so they call themselves will present the biggest exhibition of flesh on the hoof since the Circus came to town.

From bow to stern the Westerner's weights run 190, 200, 210, 210, 198, 182, 180, and 180. All of which averages to an impressive 193 and a fraction. Furthermore, seven of the nine men in the boat are Sophomores, rowing their first race since Poughkeepsic, when last year as Freshman they confounded experts by placing second.

The Crimson, fifteen pounds a man shy of the Badgers, are the next heaviest crew, but the Varsity average has dropped about three pounds since the Rowe Cup. Johny Richardson at 168 is the lightest, and Captain Ted Lyman at 190 the heaviest.

In experience, however, the charges of Farmer Tom Bolles should have a long edge. Lyman, Hallett Whitman, and Dave Challinor are rowing for their eighth spring, and for Bus Curwen, Richardson, and Pop Jenks this is the seventh. Johny Erskine and Scho Andrews are rowing for the third for coxswain Tommy Boynton, a total of 56 years of rowing experience in all.

Watch the Navy

In answer to the query "Where is our Navy?" the answer is quite likely to be; "Half a length in front" when the five crews come to the Mass. Avenue bridge. In comparing the races rowed against Cornell by Harvard and the Middle it must be remembered that although both won by 8 of a second, the navy margin came early in the race, while the crimsons similar advantage was gained only in the last twenty strokes.

An old St. Marker, Phil Childs, is pacing the Middies, whose strategy forbids settling too much after the start. Thus while Curwen drops to 32, Childs stays at 35, and this higher stroking should give Navy an early advantage. On such things is unusually abyssmal on such things is unusually abysmal this year, forsces a grim struggle in the last, long quarter mile as Childs strives to stave off the closing sprint which Curwen is bound to spark. At a low stroke the Varsity is not overly impressive, but when Captain Ted Lyman's men got swinging over 36, their power and precision have thus far seemed unbeatable.