Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1913-11-23

board showed that Yale was behind three
points, But Yale is never beaten until all is
over.
Toward the end of the second half Howe
punted, and, spinning high, the ball de-
scended into the arms of the fleet Pendleton.
AS he made the catch he swung into his
stride, darling away for what all Princeton
hoped would be one of his long runs. Kill
patrick, Yale end, big man, remarkably
active, brought him low. 1t was a terrific
tackle, which ground Pendleton's body into
the hard ground, and the force of it shocked
his nerves. From his numb arms the ball
slipped across the grass. On the twenty
seven-yard line rangy tackle smothered 1t,
and the Yale cheering section became toss
ing crazy quilt of blue. Yale's chance had
come.
Quickly Howe drove his team into action.
He sent mass against the Princeton center.
1t gained but two yards. Howe figured in
stantly that there was small chance OF rush.
ing the ball through the Princeton line. He
knew that unless he could gain now the
game would be lost. The chance would
never come again. He knew that the only
thing was to risk everything on chance,
long chance. Princeton must be taken by
surprise, and to do that the risk had to be
big.
Although the ball was near the side lines,
goal from the field seemed to be the only
logical move. Howe ordered Baker to fall
back as for a try from placement.
Silence descended upon the stands. If
Baker kicked that goal, Princeton would be
tied.
Break through! Block it! Break
through"
Back to Baker came the ball. Leaping in
his path, Howe intercepted the pass. He
retreated backward. He lodged Prince
ton tackle that burst in upon him, eluded
another who forced him over toward the
side lines and then threw the ball spinning
high above barricade of waving arms and
jumping bodies into the waiting arms of
Fitzpatrick. Tricked, Princeton watched the
big end storm across the goal line.
Yale had won because Howe had risked
play thought impossible. The forward
pass, risky at best, but, with the teams
crowded against the side lines, rendered
maneuver so delicate that an inaccuracy of
inches would have meant failure, was a ire
mendous surprise.
RUT sometimes the individual saves the
- game by blunder that turns out luck
lily.
Years ago Knox had brought her football
team down to Champaign to face the pow
erful eleven of the University of Illinois. On
the Knox team Jnere was Qu1CIer. we
shall call him Smith. Smith played full
back, and he was wonderful kicker. Only
because he could punt sixty yards did Knox
keep him on the team. Because he was use
less supporting line, Knox played him as
defensive quarter.
1t wasn't long before big Illinois back
broke loose down the field. AS the gutter
saw him bearing down his heart turned to
ice. He knew he couldn't bring himself to
the point of making a tackle. The man was
too heavy. He was running too fast. The
gutter waited in trembling.
Finally hoping to square himself with the
grandstand, he made pretense of tackling.
He reached out with one hand and tried to
snatch the halfback's arm. In doing SO he
happened to knock the ball from the mans
grasp. Into the arms of the gutter it
bounded, and hurrying into his stride and
being good Splinter he raced down the side
lines to touchdown. By a rank blunder
he had scored on Illinois.
DRINCETON luck is thing you never
hear of in game against Yale: against
other teams, though, it is different
In game when Dartmouth seemed about
to beat Princeton someone fumbled. There
was scramble for the ball, and Princeton
found herself within striking distance of the
goal.
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