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Don McNeill: fans know what they want. Breakfast Club D on McNEILL and his Breakfast Club crew have been dispensing a Midwestern brand of off-the-cob humor on radio for more than 20 years. The show recently became available to TV viewers through the simple device of posting a couple of cameras in strategic places around the studio. As a TV program, it’s definitely not for the sophisticates, but its lengthy radio tenure proves there must be many people who like this type of entertainment. McNeill’s stock in trade probably could best be defined as folk humor. The show originates from Chicago which, after all, is a big city. But it is pitched at a more hinterlandish type of audience, as witness the small towners who turn up in the studio each morning. These people have made the show into a national institution. Breakfast Chib does manage to evoke a warm, friendly feeling, which is probably the chief reason for McNeill’s success, and proof that he’s a compe¬ tent showman. McNeill himself is a big, good-na¬ tured guy who dishes out the corn expertly. He has surrounded himself with a talented group of performers, including Sam, Cowling, his chief heckler; singers Johnny Desmond and Eileen Parker; the Eddie Valentine orchestra, and FVan Allison, of Kukla, Fran and Ollie as “Aunt Fanny.” FINE TUNING By OLLIE CRAWFORD F irst color telecast of prize fight called success. Now TV can bring you the fights in glorious black and blue. • It’s only a matter of time until the sports announcers call it a color clash. • The fighters are knocked down on the seat of their blue and gold trunks, instead of plain old black and white. The seconds’ towels are gray, but not tattletale. One fighter was so pessi¬ mistic, he had the soles of his shoes colored. • When one fighter is knocked down, the other guy has to go to a neutral gray i-orner. • Dumb Dora looked at the seconds and said the color was almost as good as the firsts. She rooted for one guy, just because he matched her living room drapes. Sure enough, he ended up draped over the ropes. He started out brilliantly, but faded at the end. • He came into the ring a sort of cool blue, and got knocked cold. • The TV producer was happy, be¬ cause they said they were getting him a couple of green fighters. 16