New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1916-11-19

anything resembling morale, that gave
him the chance.
lie Gore had punted and the ball had
rolled over the Princeton goal line.
The Princeton eleven went into kick
formation and Brown tried a plunge az
the line. Blacks head and shoulders
crashed through the Princeton line
and he seemed TO be carrying the
greater part of both teams on his
shoulders. -,
Brown was badly jolted and the ball
rolled out Of his grasp. With mighty
heave Black seemed 10 throw off the
mass Of humanity that was packed on
him and he threw his huge bulk on the
ball. 1t became indsputably the prop
erty of Yale on Princetons 2l-yard
line.
Here the irreverent battlers Of the
Blue might have been deferred by
superstition if the spirit Of the Bull
dog ever could be swayed by precedent
or by fear of a jinX. The Princeton
goal line had not yet been crossed TINS
season. But the spirit Of the Bulldog
knows no superstitions.
Instead OF trying for another held
goal, the Yale men houted tradition
and went AIICI iNt lOuNuIoWus ny
operated the same maneuvre which
had scored a spectacular touchdown
against Colgate lie Gore shot beau
tifully directed pass 70 Neville, who
was tackled on the Princeton 3-yard
line.
Two pile driver plunges at centre
brought the ball 10 within few inches
Of the indistinct chalk line, the line
that had not been passed for touch
down for the entire season. IL mas
been chanted and written at Princeton
of this line, "They shall not pass"
Swarm Of Blue Jerseys
There was a swarm of blue jerseys,
but for an instant they seemed TO be
blocked by a solid phalanx Of black
Jerseys with orange stripes; linen the
black Jerseys wavered, and when the
topmost were extricated from the mass
lie Gore, piled beside the bulky Captain
Black was holding the ball a few inches
across the line that had not been
passed, and of which the Princetonians
had clamored, "They shall not pass;
The blue Jerseys passed II. And !.
was evident that the nightmare OF
every man in that Princeton squad for
the last week had been vision OF the
blue Jerseys swarming over that zeal
ously guarded line.
II was the nightmare that brought 1t
about. If Horatius had been sitting M
NIGHTS seeing Tuscans crossing that
bridge he never would have held IT.
His feat. instead of being a holding
stunt. would have been more AKIN 10
that which was performed By the late
Steve Brode.
The lack of confidence was not con
fined to the team, nor was IL ehtlrel!
the fault of the team. From the OLDEST
grad Of Princeton to the youngest girl
partisan seeing her first game the
Princeton spirit was, yale may oeai
us. II is highly probable that faie VIII,
beat US. They always have Deateh w.
A spirit like this will not win ioot-
ball games against college that re-
fuses to believe that it is outclassed.
That fear Of Yale amounts almost 10
voodooism at Princeton.
Nothing but Confidence
On the Yale side there was nothing
but confidence. The Oldest grad was
certain that he would see the blue )er-
seys swarming and the youngest girl
positively knew that she would cele-
hrate her football debut by watching
Yale beat Princeton, as they always had
done.
There was nothing in the figures to
indicate this. Yale had been badly
battered up in some stiff preliminary
games. Then right on the eve OF the
game their first line quarterback,
Smith. who was trained to do every
thing that Tad Jones, the greatest OF
The ouarterbacks of late years, wanted
him 10 do, was taken 10 hospital.
An the hard luck that could fasten
itself 10 a team followed Yale right
through the gate Of the stadium.
Eut once the whistle blew Yale shook
OF its hard luck as easily as "Cupe
Black might throw of pile OF Prince
ten interference.
Twice in the first half Princeton had
chances to score, but they were wasted
by bad generslship. This bad general
ship seemed part Of the denomination
that set in tae moment the plue Jer-
seys came into the field. In the sec
and neriod. for instance, Princeton had
worked the ball up 20 the Yale 24-yard
line for first down.
Dave Tibbott Anxious
Dave Tibbott, the drop kicker, was
running up and down off the sidelines,
waiting TO be called in for the first
score for Princeton, which might have
broken the Yale ink and put little
red meat in the Tiger. But Princeton
tried the forward pass, and the alert
lie Gore intercepted the ball. He was
thrown on the Yale l5-ysrd line.
Again in this half Princeton ad-
vanced the ball TO Yale's l7-yard line.
A marvellously well executed forward
pass from briggs 10 Wilson, netting
thirty yards. was the main factor In
creating this other chance.
Tibbott, the most accurate Of the
drop-kickers, was given the ball on the
3O-yard line. lie held the bali just
an instant too long. The blue ier.
seys started to swarm Immediately, and
Moseley, the Yale end, swirling down
at Tibbott, blocked the kick with his
chest. Titbott fell on the ball