The Birmingham age-herald., 1915-11-14
TWO MINUTES TO PLAY"

And with good reason too; for Waverly had the ball on Kenmars 8 five yard line and-the very next rush carried 1t across! Score:-Kenmar, 6; Waverly, 6.
 But-a goal by Waverly would break the tie And win the gamei
 Doggedly the Kenmar team lined up on it's goal line to ''block that kick" if possible. And Wilkins, the Waverly half-bacS, for a moment that seemed to be ages, carefully instructed his team-mate, Thomas, as to the holding of the ball. Then, the whistle sound hd and-straight and true the bals tailed between the Kenmar goal postss , Score:-kenmar, $; Waverly, 2. /. On one side of the field danced Joy and Thanksgiving and Victory, [ On the other stalked Disappofn<-. nent. Grim Despair and Defeat.
 The ball was quickly put into play again. and 1t see-sawed up and down 2 the field. One minute went by-then another-and then something hap pened!
 Kenmar had punted far up into enemy territory in order to get the ball there and then strive desperately to take it away and push over a touch down. Henrickson had fairly outdone himself on the kick, despite his lame foot.
 Tom Jones, the Waverly end, to his own amazement, fumbled the ball as 1t came hurting down from the skies: and Wilson, the Kenmar left-end fell upon it.
 Kenmar's ball on Waverly's forty yard line!
 With two minutes still left to playl
 But forty yards is long. long dis tance to go under such conditions even longer, perhaps, than the way to Tipperary
 Henrickson gained three yards on an off-tackle play and then fainted dead away. He had stood the pain in his foot, game fellow as long as he could. He was carried off the field Billy Miller, the Kenmar right half tried a plunge through the line and was thrown back for @ two-yard loss Then
 Then
 Bobby Barton, crying his heart out on the sidelines where he was kneel- ing watching the play, felt a hand grasp him roughly by the shoulder.
 Get in there and kick that ball!' growled gruff voice over his shoul- der. Hear me? Get in there! I'm counting on you, boy! You can dc iti"
 Kenmar player was sent back te the sideline and Bobby took his place Quickly he whispered to the quarter back the play that Coach Melvin wanted-a try for a goal from the field from about the forty-yard line.
 Why prolong it? Why attempt tc tell how the Kenmar line held ant how flercely the Waverly forwards at tackled? Or why speak of the awful silence that settled upon spectator. when the two teams faced each other just before the ball was passed back by the Kenmar center? Why tell any of that tense, mad scene except that
 That straight as die from Bobb, Barton's toe that old pigsl<in flew fo, the Waverly goal posts, clearing the bar with feet to spare and squarely between the uprights
 Score:-Kenmar, 9; Waverly, 2.
 The game was won--and by { "scrub"!
 All of which Is by no means so i'm portant-from Bobby's point of view at least--as the fact that straightwa, he was called back to the sideline and another and heavier scrub" sub stituted!
 He refused to leave the field. H. fought and yelled and kicked and finally, had to be dragged off by sheel force.
 He was, for the moment, gone mac with rage. Good enough to kick goal, but not good enough to hold tn, enemy! Just weakling! A misfit A fellow who could do the ''lady-like' part of the game but not to be trusted to fight-fght-figh the foe! No even for the few scant moments O. play remaining! So he reasoned ii his rage.
 He was, you see, born footbal player! It was in his blood
 Later, of course, Coach Melvin ex tracted his point of view from him Then Coach Melvin told him a thinf or two-told him how he had beer watching him and training him for jus such a crisis; and how. with Henrick son out of the game, not a man on tht team could have been entrusted witt so difficult task. And
 Well, you may be sure, the joyous victory-mad Kenmar students also tolt him exactly what they thought of him