Two years ago this morning, Frank Champi was a very normal red-blooded American boy form Everett, much like ourselves. Now he's legend, another Frank Merriweather, another Cap'n Crunch. What Linda Lee Danvers-Supergirl-did for Midvale, Frank has done for Everett, and for Harvard. Frank is gone now, but his spirit lingers on ("Spirit of America," Beach Boys, 1963), and when John Yovicsin sends his boys out on the field today it'll be with the instructions "Win this one for Frank."

And there is convincing evidence that Harvard does want to win today. Last night, while nighttime hovered over the Stadium, Pete Varney practiced square-ins in the end zone. Over and over again. Down, in. Down, in. Hands up so as to catch the pass.

Meanwhile, the Crimson coaches rest a little more easily knowing that Cal Hill is gone. But look, up in the sky, it's Dick Jauron taking Cal's place. Dick, you remember, is the star from Swampscott who, as a senior, told the Crimson, "There's only one Harvard. You can't beat the name." Now Dick has seen how right he was, but he can still play football and walk in the shadows of the Hotel Taft. Whatever. And only last night, there were reported sightings of Carm Cozza walking through the Square at 3 a.m. singing "A Gypsy Cried."

In a series of preliminary bouts at other stadiums in the league, the season will go out like a lamb.

COLUMBIA-BROWN: The ultimate in thrillers, from the city that gave you the 4 p. m. rush hour in the Holland Tunnel. If the Columbia-Penn game was King Kong, then this is Son of King Kong during paper training. But this is a fitting climax to Brown's season; a win today means seventh place, and a loss means sole possession of the cellar-a tough choice. The Bruins have blown the last two games in the final minutes, but they'll blow this one earlier, 21-14.

CORNELL-PRINCETON: J. Frank Wilson ran into a stalled car, and then Mary and Jimmy ran into the sign that said detour. Similarly, Princeton ran into Harvard, and then Yale. But it's not dead yet, and today the Tigers will give winning a try against Cornell, which is down after seeing its effort to stop Dartmouth turn to disaster in the fourth quarter. Besides, Ed's been up late this week completing his paper on "The Relative Merits of Bell Hops at the Essex and Stop-Here Hotels on the East Side of Ithaca" for Ho Admin 175b. Princeton, 19-17.

DARTMOUTH-PENN: Ben Franklin never thought this sort of thing would happen in Philadelphia, the City of Brotherly Love. When the Indians came, Rusty could call on Rin Tin Tin and the Cavalry, and the Cavalry, and Custer could call on God. But Penn has to call on Pancho Micir, and it's just not the same. Coach Bob Blackman, who said that at practice his players remind him of "a bunch of frisky colts kicking up their heels," need only 94 points to have 300 for the season. Truly a feast for Dartmouth, 93-3.

HARVARD-YALE: "Anything can happen," Brian tells us. And I'm inclined to believe him. Yovicsin, Harvard's winningest (77) coach-and its losingest (42)-will bow out today with Cap'n Crunch. Both would like to go out as winners. So Harvard, which sees no inconsistency in losing to Columbia and beating Yale in the same year, will follow the lead of the CRIMSON. Harvard, 23-2