The Washington herald. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1906-1939, 1921-11-20


under the crimson Jerseys lined
up in desperate defense of Harvard's
threatened goal
An instant Yale faltered. The roar
ing blue billow broke into smother
of foam. Harvard swept IT back
The great moment came for Har-
ward. was seized. and when darkness
that could hardly match the deep
gloom of Yale's rooter stands at last
settled over the field the score stood
Harvard, 10; Yale. 3.
have seen better football and
greater teams. but seldom more
thrilling reversal of form or
wilder finish. In some spots the
game. rose to the heights Of foot
ball war, in others mistaken strategy
and amazingly amateurish play
made it almost a comedy. so tnat
laughter rippled through the stands.
Yale Good In First Half.
Wen cut out the dry detail OF
kicks and plunges. of who tackled
who and who fumbled and who re-
covered, who punted and who ran
back the ball, and say that through
out the first half Yale made good
and seemed in a fair way to justify
the 2-to-l betting on the blue
favorite.
Aldrich was a streak of light
aflash.. wriggling, twisting ground
gamer, Jordan was a thunderbolt
when driven headlong through the
line. O'Hearn was everywhere and
in everything. and the rest Of the
Eli team on the job every moment.
II seemed then that only the
muddy. slippery field could keep
Yale from scoring almost at will.
Yet, in some way Harvard stiffened
when near her goal line. and when
resistance slackened some Yale run
ner slipped in the mud and fell
down for a loss that let Harvard
out of trouble.
1t was Aldrich who scored for
Yale. He made a twisting, eel-like
run through the Harvard tacklers,
- yards to within easy striking dis
lance of the Harvard goal, took a
few yards more in spite of stubborn
resistance. and. when checked. sim
ply dropped back and without NOV
ing from his tracks calmly drop
kicked a field goal from the 2O-yard
line. At that moment scoring
against Harvard seemed easy, and
the Yale rOoter sections sang and
cheered themselves hoarse, while
the Yale Band made more noise than
twenty circus calliopes under one
roof.
Yale Punch Missing.
Yet as the game went on Yale
failed to score again. Things hap
prned. II was all end runs and line
buCking. with punts now and then.
few fumbles. the usual ups and
downs. But when Yale did work
down near the Harvard goal-three
times the chances looked goOd-Yale
could not put the ball over. Once
O'Hearn ran far back to $ own
goal line with the ball, and barely
got out again before he was tackled.
He got that ball by partly blocking
Owens try for a field goal. which
would have gone mile under the
lar anyway. Again O'Hearn caught
a punt on Yale's 15-yard line. ran
back. lodged. slipped. and fell only
two yards from Yale's goal. But
if he stumbled now and then he
made up for It with other plays.
Late in the second quarter there
were two or three attempts, very
amateurish and unsuccessful, at for
ward passing. There was none Of
the smooth, sure, spitball sw IT and
accurate forward passing Of some
Of the Middle West and Western
teams of Notre Dame, Iowa, Chicago.
ohio. or California. 1t was as If
Yale and Harvard wanted to play
the good old-fashioned game and
II pped a pass or two as Grudging
concession to the modern style Of
play.
have looked down into the arena
ana decided to give Harvard a
chance and see what the b z Grim
son team could do with it, just for a
Joke on Yale.
Buell. Breaks Loose.
Aldrich punted beautifully down
near Harvard's goal line to Buell..
Yale's plunging men were close
behind the ball when it dropped
steeply into the Harvard Qurter's
waiting arms. But he lodged them.
twisting like a desert whirlwind.
broke clear and ran swiftly a zig
gag course down the field. Man
after man the Yale tacklers fell be-
hind. Buell. ran past his own inter-
ference and O'Hearn nipped in and
brought him down a bare twelve
Yards from the Yale goal line. A
pIay or two. and the period ended
When the sides changed. it was
Harvard's ball on Yale's 1O-yard
line. The Harvard rooters were up,
chanting. "fight-fight- fight-fight,
the Harvard team. lining up grimIy
for that last period, looked like a
team of giants. Crash. and crash
gain. they had the ball a yard
form Yale S goal Both teams lined
Up. but there was no doubt Har-
ward would put it-over. Triumph
and power were in them. Owen
drove straight ahead. and the Grim
son line smashed VIGOROUSLY
through with him, en- masse. Buell.
kicked the goal. Score-Harvard,
Z; Yale. 3.
Yale fought like a tiger after
that Harvard kicked off, and Aid
rich ran the ball back. going like
q swaying streak. 1t was action,
action. Play after play. Aldrich.
running wild again. clear down
to Harvard's 2O-yard line. Seemed
rothing could stop the frantic Yale
rushes.
Then again came the lapse. alb
surd plumbers. freshman playing.
Jordan was thrown for a 5-yard
loss. by Brown. Aldrich was
caught far. behind his line, and,
tossed back, but a penalty saved
Yale and brought the ball within
striking distance of the Harvard
coal Jordan went fhrourb for