A #DavesCarIDService March Madness salute to the all-time juggernaut of women's college basketball, the Hutcherson Flying Queens of tiny Wayland Baptist U in Plainview TX. Here taking a victory lap in a 1957 Ford Fairlane after their 1957 AAU national title (NCAAs of the time).
*In total the Hutcherson Flying Queens (so named for a local rancher & booster who flew the team to away games in his Beechcraft) racked up 19 national titles, including 6 straight 1953-58, and had a 131 game win streak that will likely never be surpassed.
Not to jinx anything, but the Iowa women's b-ballers play Louisville tonight for a spot in this years Final Four. And so may I interject: Go Hawkeyes!
Girl's basketball enjoys a special place in Iowa lore, with a state HS tourney starting 1926, playing to packed 16k seat Vet's in Des Moines. My own grandma played Iowa HS hoops in the late 20s. In 1970, 20%(!) of all American girls participating in HS athletics were in Iowa.
*I should add that Iowa girls played the 6-on-6 variety, 3 guards+3 forwards who weren't allowed to cross half court. Basically a split 3-on-3 game. Remained so until the late 1980s and a court case. Caused a lot of traditionalist grumbles at the time, but they've moved on.
Enough about hoops, let's get to the hoopties. Before submitting an ID request, please rise and recite the Pledge of ID Request Quality:
Did somebody say "hoops"? Aunt Pat was an athletic hoopster of a different kind, mastering the new craze sweeping the USA in 1959 (Wham-O introduced them 1958). Car yonder in #1 is a 55 Cadillac sedan, in #2 a 57 Chevy - as much a 50s icon as hula hoops.
*For those of you who do not speak fluent Loony Tunes. This classic was itself a parody of the "Rover Boys" of turn-of-the-century juvenile fiction.
Cue Connie Francis crooning "Wherrre the Boy Are."
Left-Right: 1955 Buick Super, 57 Buick 4 door hardtop, 53 Ford Customline, 57 Ford Fairlane. Photobombing near right is the tailfin of a 1955 Cadillac. So yeah, fits a 1957 time frame.
In related news, I am more than delighted to learn that Fort Lauderdale's Mai Kai, the greatest tiki bar on Planet Earth since 1956, will reopen in a few months after a tragic sprinkler malfunction left its future in doubt. My favorite bar, full stop.
No SPF 100 for these Daytona sun worshippers, the entire point was to get the shade of a baseball mitt by August. Not enough detail for a solid ID here, but sliding van door indicates no earlier than 1971 and likely a Chevy.
Looks like Lil' Shortpants lost the musical chairs battle for the family Sunday spin in a 1906 Packard S, or 1907-08 Packard 30 touring. It'd be a tall task for boys to take apart and rebuild that whip.
Now you can truthfully claim that your ancestors arrived in the Mayflower: Grandma and Grampa are with a 1949-53 Triumph Mayflower, which is about as British as it gets.
Patrons arrived at the Southern Club to dine and dance to the Peck Kelley Orchestra in air-conditioned comfort, in (L-R) 1939-40 Plymouth coupe, 1938-39 GM (I think Chevy) B-body sedan, and a 1946-47 Buick Super Sedanette.
*that fantastic photo is yet another prime example of why you should follow @TracesofTexas.
I've had my share of 2 am post-closing time sliders at the Castle, but honestly I don't remember them clearly. The sinister fastback in the parking lot is a 1949-50 Pontiac Silver Streak.
I will spare you of the tedium (and me of the effort) of IDing all the cars here, but will note the Daytona beach bunnies can't take their eyes off the ginchy 1957 Ford Fairlane 500 Sunliner convertible (ht @MRaff57).
Apologies for the abbreviated session today, I have some chores to attend to. Please keep those great old family photos coming, and I'll see you back here next weekend. Until then, Happy Motoring!
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Just from a box office standpoint, every Iowa home game (15k capacity) sold out, and road opponents averaged 4k bigger crowd whenever she played their gym. Iowa's 2nd round game v Georgia had 1.5M viewers, 30% higher than any other early round women's game in history.
Plus the unsolicited accolades from Steph Curry, Kevin Durant, Mahomes, etc. She's undeniably box office.
Reportedly was making $1M in NIL deals *before* Nike signed her. Will probably play a 5th year b/c she'd be taking a pay cut to turn pro.
A happy peak Texas bluebonnet season from #DavesCarIDService! These ladies went out to gambol among the wildflowers in a 1936 Plymouth coupe, and the shorty trunk lid and step plates on the right rear fender says one of them rode in the rumble seat.
Late start today, so I am eschewing my normal stream-of-conscious car history blather, but I will note a surprise in the photo: not Texas at all!
1940 photo from National Geographic, taken in California's San Joaquin Valley. But hey, the flowers are Texas bluebonnets.
OK, just one synapse side trip here: Gotta recommend garage rock's Bluebonnets, featuring OG Go-Go and my Austin buddy @Kathy_Valentine. Buy their records!
Kathy is no car slouch either; that's her and her beloved '63 Buick Riviera custom at the Petersen Museum.
*Correction: the case in question involves *West* Texas A&M, who are the Buffaloes, and renowned as defending International Intercollegiate Meat Judging World Champs
I've done a considerable amount of research on this issue, and it turns out in the 1950s very few people actually lived inside Look magazine advertising illustrations
I am unapologetically a connoisseur of Mid Century architecture, music, automobiles, clothing, and all-around style. But I have zero interest in buying a one-way time machine ticket to 1955
On every objective measure of material wealth and well being, we are incomprehensibly better off now than 60 years ago. OK, aesthetically we're an eyesore, so, I dunno, go lose some weight and dress nicer
I've never seen another band that causes involuntary dance-your-ass-off like them. Wife and I are going to Las Vegas this year specifically to watch their show, and we hate Las Vegas
Let me guess, you're more an epicure of Eagles & Jimmy Buffet
So basically every university in the United States is cowering in fear of some dumbfuck jiggling weights on an Excel spreadsheet until the results look right
And on top of this, the universities are all manipulating data in hopes that it will game them a higher ranking in Dr. Dumbfuck's secret magical Excel YOLO weight-jiggling university ranker, because otherwise applications will drop and alumni will be angry