Boarding schools -- Juvenile fiction; Football stories; School sports -- Juvenile fiction; Teenage boys -- Juvenile fiction
Gosman went in for Adams when the third period began, and Ike Patch
took Clif’s place at the other end. Later, other changes were made
until “Cocky’s” complete roster had seen service. Duval, who played
quarter in the last period, handled the team so well that Sim Jackson
looked distinctly anxious! High School threatened once in the third
quarter, getting the ball to Scrub’s twenty-one, but the home team
stiffened and High School’s attempt at a field-goal was knocked down
by “Babe” and captured on the thirty-four yards by McMurtry. Scrub
worked back to the enemy’s thirty-three with two good forward-passes, a
long run by Stiles, back at right half, and some good line plunging by
Hoppin and Kemble. But on the thirty-three Stiles fumbled and, although
he recovered the ball, Scrub was set back twelve yards. Three tries,
one of them a forward-pass that grounded, gained but six yards and Tom
punted over the line.
High School kept the ball from the twenty-yard line to midfield where a
long forward-pass was intercepted by “Wink” Coles, and carried to the
enemy’s thirty-eight. “Wink” got knocked breathless in the proceeding,
and time was called. Heard took his place. The quarter ended after the
next play. In the last period Scrub again nearly secured a touchdown,
but down on High School’s twelve yards some one mixed the signals and a
four-yard loss resulted. On the subsequent play Scrub was off-side and
the pigskin again went back. Finally, with five yards to go on third
down, Tom tried a forward heave to Stiles that grounded behind the
line. That was the final threat by either side and some fifteen minutes
later the last whistle sounded, the score still 13 to 0.
Over at Minster the First had won a somewhat hollow victory to the tune
of 26 to 6, and so Wyndham could crow that Saturday evening. The First
Team, arriving in the dining hall practically in a body some fifteen
minutes after supper had begun, received a salvo of hand-clapping as
it made its way to the two training tables at the end of the room. The
Scrub, distributed here and there about the hall, received no applause,
but every member of it knew where glory really belonged! Hadn’t
they completely shut out a team that had scored on the First, but a
fortnight ago? They had! Well, then!
Besides, if Charlie Duval hadn’t called for a pass over the line that
time, if he had let Kemble shoot the ball over the end, why, it was
dollars to doughnuts they’d have had another score. Or if Stiles hadn’t
fumbled on High School’s thirty-three before that―― Why, any one could
see that Scrub’s total ought really to have been 19, at least; maybe
20; and 19 was all that the First had been able to make against High
School! Then just because the First ran up a 26 to 6 score against a
weak team over at Minster every one had to go crazy about it! Huh!
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