Evening star., 1924-11-23

country of Scotland when the secon
was messed into white caps by W
gusts OF rain.
Under foot was slime like that
from which the great primeval mon
sters came one day crawling, in spite
of Mr.. Bryan, toward the estate of
man.
In the Yale team of that second
half there rippled the power of some
thing primitive. These players did
things which did not seem humanly
possible. On a field so slippery that
it was difficult to stand Yale marched
up and down. Despite the vile gumbo
Of the sridiron. Yale backs plunged.
lodged. wheeled and sprinted. But
chiefly they slithered and always they
undulated onward.
Yale Had Ball and Kept 1t.
The first and second touchdowns
were made in the teeth of wind
which clutched with fierce fingers at
any one who challenged its right OF
way. Harvard had that wind, but
Yale had the ball and kept it.
Princeton has its pride of achieve
ment in the puddle, but when it
comes . the puddle system Yale
stands supreme. 1t was a game team.
1t swan upstream.
Here are some of the things which
an aroused Yale team accomplished.
The first touchdown was scored by
Yale in the third period after an ad-
vance which began at midfield and
continued unbroken for so yards.
Fourteen plays were required, and
appropriately enough the back who
made the final plunge across the goal
line was Ducky Pond.
The second touchdown in this same
a1 nf I
yards, Yale getting the ball deep in
Harvard's territory when Stafford
fumbled. Kline took the ball over.
Most magnificent of all was the final
march of Yale in the last quarter, for
this time the Blue eleven padded all
The way from Its own 20-yard line
across the Harvard goal, and never
once required the portage of a punt.
In the entire game Yale made Is first
downs and Harvard got only two.
A Wsrd for Harvard.
But after everything has been said
about Yale team, which seems to
belong among the great, there must
be a word for Harvard. After all,
Harvard was Infinitely inferior and
yet for little more than half the
game Harvard was ahead. Those who
said that the sheer impulse of the
psychology Of desperation might win
for Harvard were not shamed. Psy-
chology is a great thing, but there
must be time limit.
Harvard upset Yale by the vigor
and spirit of it's early dash. 1t per-
formed miracles, but the situation de-
ulanded that 1t should keep on per-
forming them over and over again.
The facts were against this gallant
Crimson team. And the facts are
great stayers.
Harvard dreamt dream in those
drst two periods and saw a vision,
but Yale men kept shaking these
Young fdealists from Cambridge and
crying their ear. Wake up!''
The Crimson almost circled the end
of the might-have-been and swung
clear into that field where wishes
como true. Then grim reality dis
guised as a Yale end threw the
him. The jar of that crash brought
him back to thesland of harsh logic,
where the race is to the swift and
the battle to the strong.
II has been said that faith can move
mountains. 1t did today. Yale was
showed aside, but the mountain de-
cided to move back again and Har-
ward could not stop 1t.
Gehrke HaFvard's Hero.
The hero OF Harvards crowded
hour was Edwin Gehrke. A day or
SO ago the reports from Cambridge
had him doddering about on crutches.
They said he was lame. This after
noon he blossomed forth as one of
the most interesting of invalids. He
did extremely we'll without his
crutchss. Yale could not halt him
when he plunged with the ball nine
times in succession. Each time they
removed the divots from his eyes and
cars 1t was observed that the Yale
goal line was substantially nearer.
When the march was stopped after
Harvard had accomplished two first
downs, Gehrke dropped back to the
17-yard line and kicked a placement
goal from a difficult angle. A little
later he punted from his own 2o-yard line
a mighty hoist, which with run and
wind and one thing and another went
all the way to Yale's 4-yard lime
This was a kick of 76 yards, which is
not at all bad fora young man not in
the best of health.
This fine punt put Harvard in a po-
sition to score it's second placement
klsk.. A Yale punt against the wind
was short and Stafford caught the
ball on the 31-yard line. Gehrke's free
kick sailed easily between the bars,
borne on the wings of the gale.
e only the game could have been
caMed at Just that point on account
of wet grounds it would have been
magnificent afternoon for thei Grim
son. Certainly there never will be
~ etter grounds or any afternoon
more unrropitious for public spec
tacie.
Spectators Had Fortitude.
Every man, woman and child who
sat through that game ought to be
entitled to his place in history ac-
eordfng to his choice. 1T seems un-
fair that the magnificent fortitude of
the multitude should go unrewarded.
TO be sure, this was not the largest
crowd which has ever gathered in
he Yale Bowl. Here \and there an
empty space in the stand testified to
the fact that some one had faltered.
When the grandson of that craven
crawIs upon his knee and llsps,
What did you do on the afternoon
of the big, game?" he will be forced
sto confess with blush, why, l
heard about 1t over the radio" He
will be craven, but he will never! be
putin any BOBBY hatch.
SONS there were who came with
firm resolve, only to weaken az the
afternoon grew wetter. They sneak.