The Big Apple was the big thing for dance-mad collegians of the 1930s, but today's young intellectuals call that kind of nonsense applesauce. The dance getting the big play these days at the University of Tennessee is an undergraduate invention called "The UT," an art form deriving its fancy footwork and interpretive pantomime from the world of sports. Here, as a juke box hiccups a 4/4 beat are a couple of UT dancers at work: Bill Parish, pretending to be an archer, takes a weaving bead on an imaginary apple sitting on Pat Nichols' head. His aim, alas, is low, and Pat, squarely drilled between the eyes, flutters and falters to rival Odette in Swan Lake. The UT, report observers of the southeastern college scene, is catching on like—well, like archery.