The Topeka state journal. [volume] (Topeka, Kansas) 1892-1980, 1903-12-22
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| there was present one large and beefy
| individual in brand new and spotless
| football uniform. Mccormack watched
| the boys go through a scrimmage or
| two without saying anything. Then
suddenly he rushed out on the field. The
| beefy man in the clean .suit-which was
| still spotleSs-was sitting on the ground
IN close proximity to large mud pud-
die.
:. Look here. you're tosa blamed careful
of your Clothes, cried Mccormack, as he
grabbed the big man blythe collar. With
a sudden jerk he tipped the player over,
and then, with a tremendous exhibition
of energy, he dragged him twice through
the mud puddle, once on his stomach and
| again on his back. 80 All - ~
hold, get into the next play as if you
meant business and don't worry about
gThhg b aFt f ell y9gr f6 panas suit
course. dripping with mud and there was
more or less mud his face and in his
but lay his hands on the sacred person
of the head coach-whicf was exactly the
feeling the artfuI Mccormack had started
out to produce.
The rest of the squad was laughing at
the discontinue of the embodiment of
ounce of fighting spirit in him. When the
next play was called he went through
and when the coach's whistle blew there
were at least a dozen players who were
just as mad as the man-who had been
inspired by the coach
There isn't any use in trying to dis
guise the fact that it is this fighting
spirit-this do-or-die feeling-which wins
football games. What distinguishes the
football player from the 'barroom rough
and tumble fighter is the fact the former
plays fair, according to rules which
calculated to do away with unnecessary
roughness and brutality.
Every coach who develops a winning
football eleven is forced to use methods
similar to those so successfully adopted
out by making their men fighting mad.
Some Of them do it by publicly roasting
of the squad.
% Jones, you ought to be playing pussy
in-the corner 1 heard one coach say to
a big fellow who had not been especially
active in mass play. 'Yon know, ne
went on, there is nothing like football
to bring out yellow streak
-All of Jones' colleagues laughed or
smiled, while the player himself bit his
Lips, doubled his fists, and when sd the en- next f
the center of it, with three men under
him and the remainder piled top. In
cidentally he had the ball elutched in his
arms.
" That's more like it, Jonsey,' said the
coach, and the big man was satisfied AL
so he was determined that never again
should anybody have even an excuse to
suggest that he was gutter.
1T is the spirit which fights to the
licked, which wins football games and
most other battles in life
A musical and literary entertainment
had been arranged at the Garfield Park
Congregational church. One of the feat.
ures of the programme was a bass solo
by a physician prominent in that section
of the city. The doctor, who is justly
proud of his voice, had arranged to sing
some simple little ballads.
He was introduced and got up to sing.
The music began and at the proper place
the doctor cut in with his deep, sonorous
voice:
4 remember. I remember" he sang.
Then he suddenly stopped and motioned to
the musician to begin over again.
Z remember, I remember" rolled out in
splendid volume. Then he stopped a sec
ond time.
The awful fact was that he couldn't re-
member. The rest of the words of that
familiar song, which he had known by
heart for twenty years. had utterly van.
ished from his mind. For the third timei
he sang: sI remember, I remember
without going any farther. Then. amidst
the laughter of his audience. he walked
down TO the piano and glanced at the
words and music on the rack. After that
it was easy enough-..The place where 1
was born and all that follows it-but his
three failures to remember after announc-
ing so emDhatieally that he did so made
easily the hit of the evening.-Chicag
Tribune.