As we near closer to the 2013 Battle for the Golden Egg, it’s natural to look to the past while preparing for the immediate future.
One of my favorite Egg Bowl stories comes from the Mississippi State yearbook on the 1941 game in Oxford, a match-up State won 6-0 on a freezing November day.
The following comes from The Reveille of that year. I love both the way it was written and the knowledge that the Maroon-White chant was going strong as early as 1941.
This also serves as a historical reminder of the importance and romanticism of the game, the mixture of brute violence and collective pride.
“THE CROWD WAS SILENT. The distant strains of Maroon and White faded out across the battle scarred turf of the Ole Miss stadium. On one side a drunk loudly shouted at someone he knew and was quickly hushed by a companion. Here a co-ed pulled her coat tighter against the biting November wind that blew clouds of smoke across the silent gathering. Wire fences strained against the push of the crowd of eager onlookers who were trying to get as close to the field as possible. The tinkling sound of a broken bottle mingled with the sound of the yapping dog that had fallen under the feet of the mob.
“The Golden Egg was about to be presented. The emblem of football supremacy between State and Ole Miss was once again returning to State. As the speaker finished his short talk, Captain Shag Goolsby reached for the trophy with a grimy, blood stained hand that clearly showed the struggle it had been through for the honor of carrying this back with him.
“Following a terrific goal post battle after the 1926 game, the student councils of the two schools got together and bought the Golden Egg. It is to be presented to the school winning the annual grudge game.
“The Golden Egg has come home – may it stay here until it becomes a permanent fixture.”