Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1897-11-15
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tried the same play. This time Chad
wick was not there. Haskell was look
ing too sharply after his man. Dibblee
made Is yards Cabot lodged round be-
hind the line at HaZen's end, but could
not gain.
Warren was banged at Rodgers, but
was blocked. 1t was the third down
and six yards to gain. Dibblee punted
and a great cheer went up as the ball
was downed on Yale's 15-yard line. Nc
Bride punted out of danger to Dibblee,
who advanced the bali to Yales 45-
yard line Harvard was soon forced to
punt again.
Dashiel had to caution Haskell for
holding. For a moment there was a
lull in the play. The Yale backs re-
ceived rough swabbing at the hands
of their rubbers. In the Yale stand
there was no lull in the cheering. All
through the game the sharp. piercing
Yale yell went UP into the air. NOW
they began to sing Down with the
Crimson forever
Both teams were fighting hard. but
there was no smuggling Of any kind.
Yale then tried close formations. Cor
win was pushed through the Harvard
center for yards. Mcbride. the Don
Quixote of the Yale eleven, went plung-
ing through Donald for three more.
Rodgers opened up fearful holes for his
backs.
Donald was outplayed again and
again. Hazen was called back and the
Harvard line was pushed back yards
again. Benjamin and Rodgers both
gained all on line plays, and Harvard
defence was gradually being thrown
back. The excitement was terrific.
Harvard was cheering to support her
men as they were gradually being
forced back. From the Yale stands
came more songs and yells of encour
agement The ball was on Harvard's
30-yard line.
Mcbride simply dipped through the
Harvard center and gained 4 yards.
Hazen was hurt in the head and while
he was recovering the Yale team
formed a group and talked it over.
Hazen went back to end again. All
Yales plays were very close and all
were aimed at the Harvard line. Ben
jamin tried Donald for no gain. 1t was
the third down and Yale had yards to
gain. A touchdown seemed imminent.
Harvard must hold for this down. But
Yale never faltered.
On the next attack Corwin struck
through Swain for yards. Gradually
the ball advanced triumphantly down
the field Harvard's goal was in danger.
The ball was on her 15-yard line. Yale
was yelling herself hoarse. Mcbride
tried an end play, aimed at Moulton,
but did not gain. Then came that fatal
tumble by the Yale captain.
For a moment all was confusion.
Swain fell on the ball and saved the
day for Harvard as later events
showed The excitement that had been
pent up while Yale was smashing into
the very heart of Harvard's territory
burst forth with a mighty roar. The
sky once again assumed a crimson hue.
lie was the nearest that Yale came to
the Harvard goal line during the whole
game.
Harvard took a firm brace. The
and slowly but surely the ball was
carried out of danger. Dibblee sprinted
round Hazen for yards. Warren, on
a fake kick, made only l yard by Cad
walader. But it was the first down.
and Harvard was Historically happy.
Warren started for Halls end. but
Chamberlain, slipping by Swain, broke
up the play. Here Yale came in for a
little dose of medicine from Doctor
Dashiel. Dibblee again tried Hazen.
but made only l yard. Haughton was
forced to punt, and De Saulles fell on
the ball on Harvard's 45-yard line.
De Saulles, on double pass, got
round Moulton for 10 yards. 1t was a
fearfully quick play and very fruitful.
1t took Harvard by surprise. But Yale
was playing very ragged foot ball at
times. There was a great deal of fumb-
ling in the line. and it seemed as if
none of the backs could catch a punt.
In that scrimmage Warren was stretch
ed out. 1t looked as if his arm was
broken. The doctors were around him
in a moment and he was led from the
field with dislocated shoulder.
Parker went in amid great cheering
from the Harvard side. Benjamin, on
the next play. fumbled the ball. and
Moulton fell on it on Harvards 3O-yard
line. Short quick stabs at the Yale
line by the Harvard backs brought the
ball to Harvard's 45-yard line. There
time was called.
The scene that followed was almost
understandable. Harvard was Wild with
joy. The big Doucette came bounding
across the field like rubber ball In
an instant he was surrounded by Il
crowd of enthusiastic men, all congrat-
ulating him. Harvard had won the
game then. when she got the bali on
her 15-yard line. If Yale could not
score with that gale in her favor, Har-
ward could. Both teams trotted off the
field amid great cheering.
The betting went UP to the top notch
during that half. The scene on the
side lines was very joyful one. Har-
ward was looked upon as a sure Win
| ner. Ma" Newell slapped Bert"
Waters on the back, while Coach
Forbes was smiling quietly to himself
| Prof. Beale was very happy The wind
was just as strong as ever when the
teams came back.
Haughton had almost been holding
his own with Mcbride in punting, and
now IT looked as if the pay would all
be down in Yale's territory. Besides,
Yale had been fucnbling punts repeat
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