The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1916-1920, 1919-10-19
BOSTON ELEVEN
WINS HARD TILT
FROM YALE, So
Fitzpatrick Wins Game for
Catholics With Pretty
Goal From Field.
HEAPHY ANOTHER STAR
Blue Makes Futile Fight in
Last MOments-10,O00 Per-
sons Watch Contest.
HEAPHY ANOTHER STAR
BY DANIEL.
Special Despatch to THE SuN.

stricken silence in the bowl the Yale
eleven was outscored. outplayed and out
fought by a fighting aggregation of
Irishmen representing Boston College
The count was to 3. Each team got
field goal and Boston added a safety for
its margin Of victory.
Yale took the field full of confidence
and the determination to Guido the Har-
ward eleven, which two weeks ago de-
feated Boston by II to 0, but the Ellis
failed miserably. And the Boston COM
bination that faced the Blue was an al
together different one from that of a
fortnight ago.
Frank Cavanaugh, the former Dart
mouth coach who is in charge of the
Boston team. made excellent use of the
two weeks to develop a remarkable de-
fence. Added to this was an aggressive
spirit that would not be denied, and
above all the individual brilliancy of
Jimmy Fitzpatrick, captain.
1t was Fitzpatrick's toe which gave
Boston it's triumph. The team from the
Hub scored first, getting a safety in the
second period when French, Yale half
back, was downed twenty yards behind
his own goal line. Two points were
chalked up for the Irishmen.
Yale trailed until late in the third pc
Rod, when Thorne Murphy, son of the
late Mike Murphy, the greatest trainer
OF them all, was sent into the fray to
save the Blue from impending defeat.
Murphy Kicks Goal.
Murphy responded in way that
would have warmed the heart of his
father. Shortly after he had displaced
Chef La Roche at quarterback he drop
Kicked a field goal from the AZ yard
mark and sent the Ellis to the fore. 1t
was a mighty scant margin-3 to p
but II was just enough to give Yale the
victory at least that was the general
impression in the stands, for few eX-
pected the Boston team to regain the
lead.
The game fast was nearing its end.
The shadows were encircling the huge
bowl and Yale was fighting. as il mad,
to hold that scant margin if nothing
else. But IL the Ellis were fighting. the
Boston College men were in Il Berserker
rage. They snapped and snarled and
battled for every inch of ground.
Every rush on either side was a
smashing effort in every sense of the
term In one of these miXups Murphy
suffered what is feared to be fracture
of the left leg. An X-ray examination
will be made tomorrow to determine the
nature of the injury, but Yale men hold
out little hope that he will be able to
pay again this year. Ana let it be said
emphatically that Yale needs him.
Smash, smash, smash, went Yale, but
the Boston lrishmen were doing bit
of smashing on their own account, and
the Ellis could not gain their distance.
Then the ball went flying into Boston
territory from the toe of French, who
cid the punting for the Blue.
The ball was downed on Boston's 40
yard line when there were only two
minutes to go. Boston had to do things
| quickly or lose that glory that comes
| TO minor college only once in ever
| SO many years.
Something desperate was needed so
! Fitzpatrick ordered long forward pass
Corrlgan got the ball and hurled 1t &c
Urban for a gain of twenty-seven yards
amid a roar of Boston cheers that must
have been heard up on the campus or
Newton Heights. The ball was on Yale's
| SO yard mark.
Corrigan went hurting at the right
side of the line and gained nothing
| Fitzpatrick himself took a shot at the
same side OF Yales bulwark. but go,
only yard Scanlon was driven at the
left side and recorded gain of three
yards. It was fourth down and siA
yards to go. Boston had to kick.
Fitzpatrick as Hero.
Then came Fitzpatrick and his agile
| and vigorous left toe, for, like Alecl
Moffatt of Princeton fame, the Boston
kicker can get the ball away witt
either toe, but is far stronger with the
left. Fitzpatrick dropped back to tbs
As yard line for the critical attempt
Straight and true from Jack Heaph!
10, I
was sailing high and unerringly owe,
the bar, scoring for Boston College
field goal, and, as matters soon turned
out. a glorious triumph over Yale.
Boston then kicked of to Yale. 4
dead silence hung over the field Will,
the Blue eleven, defeat staring It II
the face, organized its last desperat,
rally. There was only one more minute
to 60 Yale flung one forward pass
but it gained only three yards.
Came another Eli forward pass, an,
this one got 1t only two yards. TheI
the Ellis. as last resort. went int,
their football garnet and dug up tn
lateral pass OF maligned Hnkey mem
DRY, and 10 and behold. the ball wen
TO Fido Kempton and he raced tel
yards to Yale's S5 yard line. That wa
the crest of the Yale rally. Then 1
Dekhu u Ndilc'
Kempton, ever obliging, tried agar
but this time, while the spirit was will
ing the flesh was mighty tired. and III
gritty Eli was hurled back for a los
of six yards. Yale again had recours
TO the forward pass, but this time tn
ball grounded Yale was on its ow
80 yard line fighting as hard as 1t coul
hut firing fast. while Boston seemed I
get stronger with every smash at II
defences.
Chick Neville in Game.
p Chick Neville. who had taken MuI
I'phy's place at quarterback. tried to ru
the ball himself. but could not make a
inch. The ubiquitous Heaphy was O
him like a hawk on Plymouth Roc
hen. II was time for another. forwar
, pass, and again Yale flung the ball int
the air,
This time IT did not come down into
= vale mans hands. And neither did
ground. Scanlon intercepted II an
E Yale's chances were gone. Boston too
m. gacoad Dao.