SMAD. An Organ of Student Opinion. 1936. Volume 7. Number 5.
Mr. Bradshaw
Mr. Bradshaw.
"We know you're busy, Mr. Bradshaw," said "Smad" looking sympathetically at the pile of correspondence, money and licutenants littered about the Executive Room, "but we feel that we cannot go to press without a bit of dope on the Great Event."
"Well," said the President in traditional style, we wish all our visitors a hearty welcome to our fair city—"
—"and a crushing defeat," interjected "Smad."
"We seem to have won a reputation for being good losers," continued Mr. Bradshaw, but this year we hope to offer our rivals such competition as they've never had in their naturals. There's definitely no longer any room in our arsenal for the Wooden Spoon."
Mr. Bradshaw wishes all visitors the freedom of the city (we hope Auckland won't miss the wind!) and assures them that on Easter Sundays' motor-drive they willbe shown sights they never knew existed outside Auckland, Christchurch and Dunedin.
"What about our buildings?" murmured "Smad" apologetically.
"Yes, we wish to excuse our buildings, or rather, lack of them," echoed the President, "But what we lack in buildings we make up in goodwill. We want all our visitors to feel thoroughly at home, and we're going to show them how we can entertain." Mr. Bradshaw assures representatives that we will have a new Students' Association Building in about ten tournament cycles hence. After this ambitious pronouncement, "Smad" backed out of the presence.