The Birmingham age-herald., 1922-11-19

II the l1ger over the Colonel.
 | waddled to and fro. The lardIy
 Lre of Red-and lardly is used ad- visedly--was seen Saturday. but not l as the Red Roberts who astounded Birmingham 12 months ago. Red
 seems to have taken on weight, even | in the dog" and the slow-moving Hercules looked more like an ele- iiant on dress-parade than anything ! else Saturday. The famous bandage
 with which he decorates his hirsute was missing. the dynamic pep he exhibited last year was gone. A scoreiess Half
 Between halves the snake dance was not forthcoming. The score stood 60 in favor of the weather I man at that point. The Tiger had fought the Colonels to a standstili. however. and every one was happy. And between halves chunks of rain, as big as a sombrero began to fall upon the field. Tt isn't raining rain to us; it's raining touchdowns for Au- , burn" sang the happy Auburn crew. Then the second half got going. It was in tine third quarter, when down underneath the shadow of his own goal. the mdchly press-agenred Roberts attempted to punt the ball
  went through that Center Line like
 a gallon of water through a hair net Baby Pearce, son of Marlin and of a long lineage of Pearces at
 Auburn. jumped through and blocked the punt from the toe of the might Roberts. The ball rolling backwards, was fallen upon by Slick Moulton- God Bless him-and Auburn had won a football game. Slick failed to kick goal, but nobody blamed him. In collaboration with Baby Pearce, he had put over the six points-and
 everybody on that field seemed to realize that q half dozeR points were enough to win.
 Theirs Is the Glory
 So the glory goes to Baby and Slick-a great chunk of the glory. But there is John Shirey, the im- mortal, who doesn't even have to re- sort to a bandage for headgear; Ed Shirling, the mighty, who is going to be on almost everybody's all-south- ern this season; Ross Ford, who Is playing his first year. but who Is blowing through with all the power and destructive qualities of a tank of dress parade. And there is Gibson. the great field general. These get enough glory to last 'em for several annums. Cap'n John Barley-corn- his eyes were big as saucers; he made holes in that Centre line bigger than the holes found in Swiss cheese, null tiplied by a thousand. Old Ed Shfr- ling ran over the Centreites when given the ball; Ross Ford plowed through when gains were needed. That Auburn Line
 But, while one is dealing out the laurel. one must admit that the Au- burn line deserves whole forest Of it. That Auburn line held, held from Ihell-to- o-breakfast-was impregnable. Centre tried every trick of the trade.
 brought the lock step of 1891 out Of the mothballs. tried all the tricks in Charlie Moran's extensive repertoire. put A series of forward pass attacks into the deck as a last resort in the last few minutes of play, and the Au- burn line was as immovable as the Mason and Dickson line. When the minutes of that meeting at Rickwood are written up and recorded, that Au- burn lines work will go down in his tory as one of the achievements or the 1922 season of football.
 Back to the Athletic club after the
 game went those bleeding, grinning, mud -bespattered Auburnites; the
 glow of victory blending with the
 mud of Redwood field upon their cheeks And back there, with the
 gleam triumphant in their eyes. they
 received another eloquent talk from
 Mike Donahue. After Mike had used
 up all the adjectives in the deck.
 praising his mon. and after he had
 poured out his thanks for the way in which they had fought for him and Auburn, Marlin Pearce mounted the
 rostrum with check book in hand.
 Boys here's 3205e each for every man
 on the Auburn team." said the Duke
 of Marion.
 Painting the Town
 And, as this is being written those hell-cats from the Plains are out seeing the town tonight and helping paint it-nct red, but Orange and
 Blue. The rain is falling down in chunks--but 1t isn't raining rain to Auburn, it's raining touchdowns.
 The Tigers from the, Plains faced the Kickoff tee with the odds of two to one against them. The gam
 boilers had been two to one that they would net win. Others had given Auburn from 10 to 14 points and had bet that Centre would win. As con- sequence there is mourning being worn in Birmingham now, by the men of chance. In spite of the fact that the Colonels' record of the sea- son did net make them such favor ties, the men of chance granted these odds and as a result there Is Y weeping. and a wailing. and gnash- ing of teeth.
 On With the Battle
 From a crowd standpoint, the foot ball spectacle at Redwood park Saturday afternoon outshone any fore. Col. Quack Smith. president of the Barons, was sitting in a box with Mrs. Smith. Twenty-Five years ago Saturday the Colonel and Mrs. Smith were married. Mrs. Smith halls from Kentucky-the Colonel from Ala. bama. He leaned over at the start of the game and said with smile. enty-five years ago today Mrs. Smith and l were married. That started the battle between Kentucky and Alabama. Its still in progress. see."'
 The Colonel should be better able to estimate crowds at Rickwood than any one else. He sees crowds there every day-that Is almost every day during the summer. "we shave between fifteen and eighteen thou sand people in the park" said the Colonel. as Centre lined up for the kickoff.
 There has never been such a con- gltmeration of automobiles parked in one place in Birmingham before. On the north side of the park petrol phaetons were parked all the way from the sides of the fence way be- yond the Third avenue road. On the south side of the entrance auto mobiles overflGwed beyond the A. B. and A. tracks and parking space was being sold over in West End at two bits q throw. It's Godsend that 1t was muddy, rather than