New-York tribune., 1919-11-16
PrincetonOutgeneralsElis
and Substitute Scheerer
Scores Winning Tally on
tumble i'm Last Period
Callahan Brothers
Clash on Kickoff
65, 900 Pack Bowl as Old
Nassau Triumphs for
First Time Since 1911
By w. 0. Mcclellan


NEW HAVEN, Conn, Nov. 15.-
Playing football with the brain as
we'll as with their comparatively
slighter Drawn, the superby gen.
era'ed Princeton eleven defeated a
crashing and numbering Yale team
in the Yale Bowl to-day by the score
of 13 to g. For the first time since
1911 the Princeton game ended
with serpentine of Orange and
Black surging through the Yale goal
posts as the twilight gathered on
the Bowl.
1t was chance, if you will, that won
the victory for the Princeton eleven
; With the score standing to 6 in the
fourth period, Yale tried a lateral pass
somewhere near its own 20-yard line
Joe Neville held the ball, uncertain, as
the charging Princeton line came
through at him. He made an erratic
throw to Kempton. the quarterback.
The ball went wide and slipped from
ANNAAPeOAi HiiSSI UPS
A lean and eagar figure in the black
Jersey with the orange stripes sprang
with the swiftness of the young tiger
that he was and picked up the ball
on the 3O-yard line. 1t was Jim
ocheerer. the substitute halfback of
Princeton. He gathered the ball up,
cludeo two charging tacklers in blue
Ind dashed across the goalline, pblant
..Ing the ball sqlare.y behind the posts.
Vrimble easily kicked the goal.
Only about five minutes of play re-
NAMED and the Blue banners trai,ed
'<hile the young Bulldogs fought it out
nth the doggegd sullenness of defeat
Tigers Fight Back Gamely
Compared to the Light Princeton ma
:hine the Yale eleven bulkcd cum
oersome and uncertain mass of mech
tnism. Evidently they had planned to
oatter the lighter Princeton organiza-
ion to pieces in the last half Of play,
70 crash their way to touchdowns as
Yale teams did in the days Of old
fashioned football Evidently they
ouildcd, too, on the old fetish that the
Princeton eleven would begin to wavcr
before the Blue in the last half of
play, as Princeton elevens had wavcred
in the past. But this Princeton team
fought back with astounding ferocity
and tenacity.
1t was something unheard of, espe-
cially in the last decade or so. for a
Princeton team. tied in the last half
through a tumble, not to disintegrate
before the surge of the Blue This
little machine in Orange and Black
only frightened up and played with q
steely co d courage.
Scheercr, who fumbled the ball on
the Yale 20-yard line earlier in the
o,.tn ,.%o ;,>lx
the last gasp of play. His was a
game Of football, and he took it mag
nifcently. Eut the hero of the Prince
ton team is Trimble.
It was Manry Trimble who gained
most OF the ground for the Orange and
Black; it was his unerrin. and cool
headed passing that kept the Orange
and Black tide moving steadily in the
advance. II was Trimble who inter
cepted p forward pass in the fourth
period and made run of twenty-five
yards that brought Princeton within
striking distance of the Yale goal line,
where Murrev went in and kicked the
field goal that made it 6 to ard put
new heart in the Tigers.
Braden Stars for Yale
Jim Braden, late captain Of infantry
in the United States army, made the
six points for Yale in the third quar-
ter with two field goals. 1t was Jim
| Braden, too. who hit the Orance and
Black line like mad younc battering
ram. Once he had crashed al u way
through, but slipped on the greasy
field. He was the young spirit of the
bulldog incarnate.
And there lay the trouble with Yale
There was too much of the Bulldog
tn rnr to
old Jules. This Yale team had all the
Bulldog confidence in it's bu.k and in it's
strength. 1t happened as foretold by
Major Otis Guernsey in Fridays T-b.
une. "Cn-ess Yale has some open play
which it fas not yet revealed. Prince
ton may win," was in effect the way the
former Yale star put it.
Yale had nothing in the way Of open
play. The passing of the Blue was un-
certain and wavering. 1t had banked
on main strength. and the speed ami
duced the same bewilde ling effect upon
the B ue eleven that it did on Harvard
week ago.
There were something like 65 oop
crowded into the bowl when the
game started, and the huge concrete
pile was gay with the color that used
i to blaze there before the war. A chilt-
ing north wind was sweeping over the
upper tiers of seats when Jim Bradsn
kicked off
Brother VS.. Brother
1t was a fuky sort of kick. rolling
along the ground into the hands of
Mike Callahan, of Princeton. Tim Cal
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