Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1930-10-05
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q frown, TO Grayson. The coach was passing
nervously from one player to another, reprov-
ing man after man for errors in his play.
The. whistle sounded; Steve led the team
out to begin the second half And, in the
first minute disaster came. Ebbett taking
a long pass from center to start an end run,
fumbled on his 30-yard line; on the next play
O long forward pass gave the other team q
touchdown, and the extra point was added
Seven to six! And then, as the team lined
up for the KICKOFF, substitute came running
out; Grayson was taking Ebbett out, by way
Of punishment for this fumblel
Steve scowled; then walked toward the side
lines with. the boy.
shut up-whatever he says" he told him.
"Youn be back next quarter. Don't worry"
Easier advice to give than to follow. The
other team, encouraged by its unexpected sue
cess, played, in the next minutes, better
than it knew how to do. And as the line gave
out one man after another. The smoothly
working machine he had built up through the
season was thrown out Of gear; before the
quarter was over the score was Is to 6, and
in the press box, towering high above the
stodium, the experts were preparing to de-
scribe the greatest form reversal of many
seasons.
In the minute of rest as the teams changed
goals before the last quarter, Steve, his face
caked with mud, jersey torn, blood still run
ming from cut over one cheek bone, stared
incredulously at Grayson, who sat, grim and
silent by himself. Was the man crazy?
Wasn't he going to send the frst-string men
back into the game? The whistle blew; not a
substitution had been made Five varsity men
still sat- swathed in blankets. on the bench.
For minutes Steve waited, plugging hole
Aftef hole in the wavering line, doing all
he could to prevent the impending rout. Then,
abruptly he called for time out.
wick" he called over the names and the men
who owned them stared at him. "An right
you i've. You're through"
They looked ct him, uncertainty; then
started, puzzled, for the side line The referee
came over TO him.
whats the idea, Steve?" he asked.
Tim making some suhstitutions," said Steve,
shortly. Come on over with mel want to
call out the men want"
Staring the official went with him. And
Steve, 20 feet from the side Of the field, raised
his voice. and called to the five men Orayson
had disciplined. Eagerly they flung their
blankets aside and came running out report
ing TO the referee. Silence reigned in the
stands; something without precedent was
happening. Grayson, taken utterly by sur
prise, was on his feet, but before he could
make a move the whistle had blown and the
teams were in action.
The other team had the ball; 1t had carried
it to the 30-yard line, with less than a yard
to gain, on the fourth down. That yard was
never made; the whole team stormed through
to down the ball before it ever reached the
scrimmage line, and as the crowd went crazy
in the stands Ebbett,s shrin voice began
calling the signal for the next play. That
play gained 20 yards AS the teams lined
up, a player ran out, calling to the referee:
'Carter-for Arnold" he said.
The referee turned to Steve "You go out,
Arnold" he said.
mo. don't" said Steve. I'm captain Of
this team. Get OF the field, Carter, and
stay on-and tell Grayson I'm in till the
games over?"