The Seattle post-intelligencer. [volume] (Seattle, Wash. Terr. [Wash.]) 1888-1914, 1892-11-25

bu. with the whole Seattle team. mindful
of his former deeds. keeping a close eye on
him, he Jared badly. If he reached tho
end OF his line he invariably found tho
pocket" OF the Seattle backs waiting for
him.
Hacker. who succeeded Simpson az full
back IN the last halt, did some fine punt
ing, and the work of all three of the Ia.
coma backs was strong.
Rope, the pride OF the rush line, did any
amount of hard work, but it generally
avaiied nothing. At center Broynell
made very creditabe showing against
such an opponent as Church,
Gigantic "Eagle-eye' Flannigan, the
ex-Iacona "copper"" who has been accus-
toned to having everything his own way
IN practice, was going up against big
Harry Struve, man of his own proper
tions. and although playing like demon,
was forced to the conviction that ne had
met more than his match and found him
sell on his back after more than one
scrimmage
Ihe held was covered with a coating of
treacherous mud that kept the players
sprawling. 1t took but few moments of
energetic play to plaster them from head
TO foot with the black soil that hid eyeay
feature. hlling eyes, nose, ears and hair,
ana giving the lot the appearance of
band OF African warriors engaged in scalp
dance. The drizZling rain, which set in
later, held of despite the lowering
clouds. or a footing would have been moro
treacherous. As 1t was, it was next to i'm
possible to kick accurately with the wet
bali, and this explains Seattle's two fail
ures to kick goal after touchdowns. ANY
amount of fumbling was excusable under
such conditions, but there was surprisingly
little of it,
Although the play throughout was in
deadly earnest. the participants were too
busily engaged at their work to spend
much time in 'slugging." l.. NJ. Hurd.
lale IS, refereed the game and made an
excellent impression by his business-like
style and accurate decisions Jack Ander-
son, who refereed the Tacoma game to the
dissatisfaction of the Seattle team, um-
pred yesterday in manner that did not
permit OF any exceptions to it.
At a few minutes before II troop of
sturdy, canvas-clad young men begin to
Chamber over the ropes. One of them has
ball tucked under his arm. He raises
ms heayy brogan. gives the leather egg
Kick and 1t goes spinning toward the
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players, chasing up and down in practice.
Ihe crowd. whose two factions have been
paying their noisy respects to each other,
begins to turn it's attention to the field and
grow eager for the battle to commence.
A short turn of practice, the last
whispered instructions from the coachefs,
toss of the coin and they were lined up,
the ball on Tao oma's side Seattle has
the wind behind her. The players strain
forward, every nerve on the alert. The
crowd is on tip-toe. The din ceases. Ta-
coma's quarterback sings out his signals.
and the ball is in play. A pretty V catches
Seattle mapping. and gain of fifteen yards
is made. This is followed by a steady
pounding of the line that yields small
gains every time. Seattle is fighting hard.
but is being forced back surely toward her
goal line. The gold and black is waving
frantically aloft everywhere. A touch
down seems certain, but at the ten-yard
Seattle makes desperate stand. Then
hard fighting for four downs with no gain
and it is Geattle's ball. Ceilings slips in
receiving the ball and falls on it. The
next trial is more successful and the bail
| is passed to Atkinson, who kicks far down
| the field. 1t is Tacoma's ball, but she
loses it on the fourth down. With the
ball near the center of the field Randall
| makes long run to the left clear across
| the field to the touch line, but gets ahead
| five yards before he is downed. Atkinson
| bucks the line for three yards. Folsom
| is sent around the right end for ten more.
Randall makes another small gain through
the center, and Atkinson goes around the
left end for five yards. Then the bali is
| lost in a tumble. Capt. Sturtevant sur
| prised by Seattle's sudden development of
strength, commences rushing tactics, but
! is unsuccessful. Then on the fourth
| down Simpson kicks. Randall catches
| the ball In his tracks and downs il. Folsom
and Atkinson each goes through the line
| for five yards and Randall around the left
end for ten. Then with three downs and
| no gains Atkinson kicks and Ford cap
lures the ball on Tacoma's tumble. Ran
dali is sent against the center again and
| makes five yards. Then feet-footed Fol-
som has the ball passed back to him.
dashes around the right end, and with At
kinson, Randall Ceilings guarding him,
| sprints close to the ropes for twenty yards
| and across the line for touchdown. At
kinson punts out to Folsom, who makes
fair catch almost in a straight line for
| goal. Then the haifback, lying at full
| length, carefully adjusts the ball for a try
| for goal. Atkinson takes careful aim and
i kicks deliberately. but the wet ball Slips
| off his toe and goes sailing close on the
| outside OF the right-hand post. The score
| is TO 0 and the whistle announcing the
| end of the first half is sounded just as the
kick is being made.
Then the crowd swarms over the ropes,
| the noise is terrific, the stands are waving
| the white and blue with frenzied vigor.
Gloom pervades Tacoma's legions. al
| though the stout hearted still shout:
| "Wah, hoo, wah! Hurrah, hurrah'
| Ta-co-mah.' ~
| At the end of ten minutes the racket has
| almost hushed, and there are only expect
| ant murmurs AS the teams march ON the
| field for the wind-up.
| Seattle has the ball and at once begins
| to assert her superiority. At the start n
beautiful wedge sends Randall ploughing
| through the center for twenty yards. The
| play is repeated and ten more yards
| gained. Folsom takes the left end and is
thrown in touch. The ball is carried out
| and shortly after is lost on a tumble.
| Can't. Sturtevant, convinced now that
! neither backing the line nor sending tho
| halves around the end profits anything, as
q last resort details Pope to run around the
| end. The big ex-Amherst man makes the at
| tempt and loses ground. With three downs
| Hacker sends one of his long punts down