The San Francisco call., 1897-11-26
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THE FOOTBALL RECORD
By HENRY JAMES.

was greet game. The blue and gold
has been wrapped in som Der Grape and
the tin horn OF the Berkeley contingent
has been lost in somber silence, but all the
same 1t was q graat game. Against su-
psrlor weight, against a genera ship that
could not be defeated. the STATE University
boys fought brayely and well. They did
not score point, but il pure persistence
could have won the crimson would hav.
been trailing in the dust.
Yesterdays game was the first | ever
saw. May it be the last. The prize-ring
com pared with it. is place where peace
aoldes, and the bull-igLt a season OF
quiet. | beheld strong men made weak
by 4 single onslaught and the doctor
rushing with his bandages TO ease the
skull cracked by impact with the sand OF
Recreation Park. 1t was not agreeable to
me-
Yet man whose weight is 120, and at
whom Insurance companies look askance,
can feel within him, at sight of the
brave attack and repulse, The rush within
his veins of more blood than he ever sus-
pected himself Of having.
a glance al the crowd. The park was
hIIed, seats occupied three sides OF a tre-
mendous square. On the one side sup-
posed to be uncccupied a row of buildings
gave vantage TO a countless throng.
Without deigning to count those who had
not, by paving admission, gained consid-
GRAFTON, 5000 people looked upon the
struggle. 1t was a glorious victory that
stanford won. Upon the benches there
were many decked with blue and gold.
hey shouted. with aud BILE glee when the
state University seemed to have q chance.
and they groaned when fortune frowned.
Most of the time they groaned.
There is something inspiriting in seaing
mass Of humanity piled high; there is a
tendency to guess at the number of sur.
VlFors and conjecture as to where the ball
VIII be after the mass has been assorted is
always interesting. When the Berkeley
men came on and as preliminary
p!owed a few preliminary burrows with
tRelr patent noses enthusiasm was nm
brIdIed. Beyond question their practice
was better than that OF their opponents.
But the Stanford men appeared. great
brawny fellows In red sweaters. and everv
Dued and giIded em bleln showed a len
dency to get out of sight These muscular
chaIs did not look as though they couId
be overcome, and possibly they could not
At least they would die trying. aud die
hard. Berkeley might shout. but it couId |
not weaken the splendid force OF the foe-
men.
1t may be deficiency of education. but /
L have never been able TO understand the |
lIn portance OF having a piece of aerated
plgskin In particular place at a particu- |
lar nme. 1t does nobseerl to me that the |
oecislon Is worth tue risk of broken bones. |
Yer, being human, catch the enthusiasm
OF the moment l enter into the SNORT of
the occasion, ana the gentlemen who wear
long hair, have their shins armored their
knees padded TO actual obesity and their
natural noses protected by falae ones Of
imposing dimensions have my svmpathv
they DO not seem to need This; having a
DOCTOR II not to anticipate every want. at
least 70 get there when the want becomes
manifest If a man gets his breath
Knocked out OF him, there is the doctor.
II neck goes awry or leg doubles
mp at some point where nature never nro.
Vided joint, there is the doctor, with his
case Of bandages, his ready SKILL and .
seit-confident air that would go far toward
mending fracture.
leave to those more competent the
task OF describing the game. Enough to
say that at frequent intervals there was
the impact OF heavy men with heavier
men, and that from beneath the writhiuq
monument OF fesn resulting there were
drawn on each occasion several who
seemed painfully short OF wind, but who
revived in time to have the wind again
knocked out OF them, an experience that
ald not worry them much, and surely
ought not to worry anybody else. They
tore up the ground anew, and in the most
reckless fashion exposed their padded
pantaioons to new ind:gnities.
before The lopsided game was over the
spectacle of Iong-haired gentlemen hug
ging each other had become common.
Even the wounded Stanford PLAYER
ragged with difficulty from beneath
rigging mass Of his kind, limped from
he field with an air of triumph. The
stain OF the ground was upon him, but