The New York herald., 1921-11-13
FOCH IN CROWD OF 5000
SEEING YALE BEAT TIGER

! Cleaves. who made ii count for ten
yards. On the foot mark Cleaves was
downed. Only one foot from the Yale
goal line. and now Il was Princeton
chance 10 howl in wild yiee.
The Tiger roared. rosrcd only one bit
less enthusiastically than IL soon was ia
roar. for Clarity went crashing through
Yates LETT for that Princeton touch
down. Baker kicked the goal, while the
Tigers screamed in exultation. SCREAMED
in derision, screamed in ev sry pitch and
ir every expectation OF something even
sweeter than a tic. The Tiger had tired
Of ties, and had shown that the week
before.
But this day Princeton VAS to be dis
appointed. Yale recover ed from the ef
fects OF the air attack with Il world of
resiliency and buoyapcy. and found the
Tiger a stalwart foe. Yale found that
another crossing Of the Princeton goal
line was impossible
Could Not stop Kicks.
Thrice the Ellis came within the
shadow OF the Princeton goal posts, but
thrice the sons of Old Nassau, uphold
ing the fighting traditions which had
come down from the days OF Haxall and
George and the Poes and Edwards,
fought with all the gameness and COM
bativeness which Princeton teams al
ways show. But while tile Tigers sue
ceeded in forcing the Ellis away from
their last chalk mark. they could not
stop the great Aldrich from kicking the
ball over the cross bar twice. from
kicking his way to fame and kicking
Yale into a well deserved victory
They had said that this bunch of
~ OF Ny ha
beat the tried veterans of Princeton.
But these youngsters most of them
second year men, fought with the vim OF
youth. the craft OF experience, and
above all with the remarkable deter
mination Of football team which has a
great mission nd feels tht it must win or
fall In the attempt.
Yale's team knew that all Yale wanted
It to stop the series OF defeats. It knew
that 1t had to fight as few other Yale
teams had fought. and 1t fought the
winning battle even as Jim Rodger'c
kids" had fought In trouncing an en-
perlenced Princeton host by to tn
1857.
Satisfying Day for Yale.
Now Haven has been favored with
brighter days, with fairer skies; Yale
has seen old Dame Nature provide q
more fitting setting for one OF its great
games, but with all that this day was
New Havens greatest, and for Yale
surely ono OF the most satisfying Of all
satisfying days.
New Haven and Yale reused them
selves early to troop under Bleak skies
TO the railroad station to great Marshal
Toch az he arrived in his special train.
n brilliant military escort greeted him
and led him off on his round of festiv-
tiles and honor. All day it was football
and Foch. and with the victory of the
Els came a remarkable climax to this
long to be remembered day.
Right up to game time there was a
constant threat of rain or snow. Bleak
skies and cold wind made tno outlook
far from roseate. But as the 1900 gath
cred in the amphitheatre the skies be-
gan TO clear. Here and there a bit Of
the welcome blue showed. perhaps an
augury of success for the Blue.
When the famed Marshal Of France
made his entry into the bowl about TO-
00o of the onlookers already were in
their seats. That was fully twenty-fi five
minutes before the game. Accompanied
by his military escort, the 102d Regi-
ment. composed of veterans of the war,
the Marshal marched in and took seat
on the Yale side.
Strange Sight to Marshal.
AS tho picturesque figure from France
appeared the crowd went into an up
roar which was not matched even when
Yale got its touchdown. The Marshal
looked embarrassed. He was French
man in America, but certainly no
stranger in strange land. No hero ever
got more spontaneous, more vociferous,
more soul stirring acclaim.
The Marshal blinked as he gazed at
the strange sight, 10000 banked tier on
tier in a huge saucer. 10000 cheering
and gestulating, 10000 shouting with a
vim such as no other nationals can de-
velop when they like man. Then came
the band and 'Madelon."
AS the bands swung into the fiery
'Marseiilaise" all stood at attention.
The smile left the face of the war hero.
The fond old strain seemed to rouse in
him memories Of other days when 10000
stood at attention, but not in a bowl
dedicated to sport. The national air
waited itself into the air out of the
stadium. The "Marseillaise" died down.
And the crowd became seated.
Crowd Sees Prince of Men.
Now the smile returned to the face OF
the most brilliant world war veteran and
the air filled with buzzes of admiration
and appreciation. Most of the onlookers
never before had seen Foch and il was
interesting to listen to the flood of
comment. Some had thought that he
was a bigger man, some had suspected
that he was an Adonis. some had thought
that he was smaller. some had thought
he was grayer. some had thought that
he had black mustache.
But all agreed that he was fine man.
a noble figure no matter what his size,
prince of men and certainly o fitting
guest of honor for an occasion of the
kind which was al hand. Football is a
sport, but men like to think Of it as a
battle. too. for football strategy is MILL
tary strategy.
As soon as tho reception to Foch had
died down Yale began It's noise making.
Yale began to blare through it's capable
band, IL began to yell and sing and
howl defiance at Princeton, and as a
side issue for the day. against Harvard.
too. That delectable occasion. the Yale
Harvard game. is down for next Sat
urday in the Crimson's own stadium.
G. ID. Gibson's Son Leader.
Yale's cheering was led Ivy Langhorn