Its Not THE Game
by Joel K. Alderman, Yale 1951
The annual reference to one of college football’s greatest
rivalries is once again being miscommunicated to the reading and
listening sports public, as it reads in newspapers and hears on TV
and radio all about “THE Game.” Those who say
“THE Game” just don’t get it.
However, it really should be written and pronounced “The
Game,” with equal emphasis (or, more accurately, equal
de-emphasis) on each word, and, when spoken, delivered in a
somewhat understated and matter-of-fact way.
It compares with suburbanites in places such as Westchester and
Fairfield counties, or in the Hamptons, saying they are going to
“the city.” In their way of thinking, there is really
only one place that is worthy of those words. They certainly do not
say “THE city.”
“The Game” is a tongue-in cheek spoof popularized
sometime in the late 1940’s by Yale’s infamous and
brilliant sports information director, Charles Loftus, a pioneer
and innovator in the then developing field of college sports
publicists. He came up with the idea of gracing his award winning
programs with a cover photo, taken the previous spring, of the two
uniformed captains. Instead of heading the glossy publications with
simplistic terms such as “Yale-Harvard Game” or
“Harvard vs. Yale,” he used the purposely arrogant and
elitist title “The Game.” But it was all in satire and
the practice was followed in alternate years by his counterpart at
Harvard, Baron Pittenger.
The point was (and still is) that to alumni and undergraduates this
meeting of their football teams is an entity all to itself. After
all, Charley explained many times, when Blues or Cantabs met in
their Harvard or Yale Clubs, at reunions, or in their Madison
Avenue or Wall Street offices, or similar places in Chicago,
Washington, Houston, Los Angeles, etc., a question often was asked
such as “Are you going to the game this year?” or
“What do you think our chances are in the game?”
There was no doubt about what “the game” meant. It
certainly was not Ohio State-Michigan, usually played the same day,
or Army-Navy. Those rivalries were just Johnny-come-lately’s,
not even worthy of being considered a game in its true sense.
And that’s the concept Charley was recognizing. Among Yale
and Harvard people, there was just one game and none other.
“The Game,” spoken with almost indifferent reverence,
could only mean Yale-Harvard or, as it is known around Cambridge
and Boston, Harvard-Yale.
It would be a contradiction to say or write “THE Game,”
because that would imply there were other games as well. Such a
concession simply could not be made. For there really were no other
games, and no other college football teams, only pretenders.
Nobody ever believed all this line of reasoning, not even Charley
Loftus. But it did sell a lot of his still unequaled football
programs, and gave the rivalry even more prestige and identity than
it already had.


















