Football -- Juvenile fiction; Schools -- Juvenile fiction
Alton looked for trouble from the enemy’s passing game and didn’t
look in vain. On the third play Mt. Millard worked a double pass that
was good for nearly thirty yards and, less than eighty seconds after
the whistle, was well into Alton territory. That fright--for it was
a fright--put the home team on her mettle, and a subsequent play of
a similar style was foiled with a loss of two yards. Mt. Millard was
forced to punt from Alton’s thirty-seven. Cricket Menge caught and made
a startling run-back over three white lines. Then Alton tried her own
attack and had slight difficulty in penetrating Mt. Millard’s lighter
line. Greenwood ripped his way through for three and four yards at a
time and Reilly twice made it first down on plays off the tackles.
It was Red’s fumble near his own forty that halted that advance. Mt.
Millard got the ball and started back with it.
From tackle to tackle the Alton line was invulnerable, save for two
slight gains at Smedley’s position. Mt. Millard’s only chance, it
seemed, was to run the ends, and that she did in good style until the
opponent solved her plays and was able to stop them twice out of three
times. But the visitor had brought along a whole bagful of tricks,
and as the first period--they were playing twelve-minute quarters
to-day--neared its end she opened the bag. Alton had plunged her way
to the enemy’s thirty-seven, and there Menge, trying to cut outside
of left tackle, had become involved with his interference and been
thrown for a two-yard loss. It was third down and six to go, and Joe
Greenwood dropped back eight yards behind center and spread his hands
invitingly. But the ball went to Reilly and Red cut the six yards down
to three by a plunge straight at center. Goodwin went back once more,
and this time took the pigskin. But, although he swung a long leg, the
ball wasn’t kicked. Instead it went sailing through the air to the
side of the field where Menge was awaiting it. Unfortunately, though,
Cricket was not the only one with a desire for the ball, and a fraction
of a second before it was due to fall into his hands a long-legged
adversary leaped upward and captured it. Cricket tackled instantly and
with all the enthusiasm of an outraged soul and the long-legged one
came heavily to earth, but the ball was back in the enemy’s hands and
again Alton’s triumph had been checked.
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