Evening star., 1935-12-04
INSTALLNIENT XXI.

as he hurried OH Co the
locker room. He dressed aS
~ quickly as he could. He felt
that after having watched the Malbern
defense all afternoon he knew its
weaknesses better than he would have
had he been in the conflict, calling the
plays.
While he was dressing, Bertwell,
extremely nervous over the outlook,
turned to Fremont, the fourth-String
quarterback, during lull in the play,
and propounded a hypothetical queS-
ton. It was habit of Bertwell to pop
questions at his pilots when they least
expected them, just to see If they were
thinking foot ball and could react
fast.
Fremont It's near the end Of
the game. The score is nothing to
nothing. We're on the opposing teams
S0-yard line. It's fourth down and
2 yards to go. What would you do?"
"I'd Just move over on the bench,
coach"
Even Bertwell, wrought up as he
was, couldn't help laughing at the
humor of the answer. The players, who
heard Fremonts remark, thought it a
great joke and it was passed down the
line of substitutes along the bench.
s'Thats better move than the one
Raleigh made when he went in the
game" remarked Tubby when he
heard the yarn. II could do as badly
as that myself"
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down beside Bertwell. The students,
seeing that he returned from the
locker room in his uniform, set up a
great howl Suddenly, it seemed, they
saw in him a possible champion who
might lead Colburn on to a victory.
The cheering gained in volume and
here and there in the stands students,
doubling Raleigh's ability to pilot the
team, were openly shouting Arnold's
name.
Bertwell was not carried away in the
fervor, however. He sat there on the
bench, grimly, and tense. He wasn't
going to risk losing two quarterbackS
in one game if he could help it. Better
to keep Arnold for the Coke clash and
the big game with Sanford. AS the
minutes wore Oh the situation be-
came more serious. Raleigh was losing
ground His selection of plays was
pathetic. The penalty he brought on
the team by talking to teammate be-
fore he had called his first play had
shaken his faith in himself consider
ably. He was nervous, and his mind
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changing circumstance and eXigencies
Of the game.
With five minutes left to play,
Bertwell, seeing the hopelessness of
trying to score with Raleigh leading
the eleven, put his hand on Arnold'S S
shoulder. Arnold" he said, with a
show of determination, II think your
judgment is sound You've shown up
well in our strategy sessions. Now
let's see you go out there and come
through. You can do it. know you
can"
Thanks, coach" And he pulled
on his headguard and ran out on the
field to replace Raleigh. The crowd
went wild. Any substitution would
have caused the same outburst, for
the Colburn students were avid for a
victory. Chuck was the lucky one.
His name rang resonantly around the
confines of Bailey Oval.
Deep in the back of his mind was
the conviction that the game could
still be won. Malbern's backs were
playing in a position that made them
easy marks for a short, fast forward
pass to the right or left of the wing
men. He decided to lead up to that
play.
Malbert still had the ball. Col
burns line was fighting hard to pre-
vent the Orange backs from making
another first down. Time was Of the
eessence now. Possession of the pig
skin was nine-tenths of the battle. So
long as one team had the ball the
other team couldn't win. Malbern
knew that and was bent on keeping
the ball.
The Orange pilot decided to try to
make first down on his own 42-yard
line on fourth down with yards
TO 60. Crashl And Malberns best
ball carrier ripped into the center
of the Colburn line. Capt. Minton
charged low and hit the ball carrier
with his head. Up went the orange
clad player, high in the air. He turned
o complete somersault and landed on
the nape of his neck. 1t looked like
D first down.
The head linesman ran out with the
10-yard measuring chain. Carefully
he set it down. There were still 3
inches to go. The Colburn crowd rose
and sent a mighty cheer to the
heavens. 1t was Colburn's ball on the
Orange 41-yard line. Chuck raced
up to call the signals. In his head
was the conviction that, despite the
fact that there were but few minutes
left to play, there was still time for a
sequence of plays.
He shot an off-tackle play roaring
of Bloomgarten's back for gain of
8 yards. On the next play Corbett
carried the ball of Bloomgarten again
on an off-tackle play for yards.
with a yard to go on third down,
Chuck sent Hoffmeister straight
through tackle on dive-tackle play.
First down on 25-yard line. How
much time to play, please?" asked
Chuck of the official standing close by,
"a minute and a half"