The Waterbury Democrat., 1942-01-29
. SERIAL STORY
DOC KNOWS FOOTBALL
CHAPTER Xxx

Between the halves an assistant
coach came up to Doc and asked If
he would talk with Coach Harley
IN the dressing room. Juddy's eye
broWs went up.
Whats all that about?" she
wanted TO know.
Coach probably wants his slant
on the game Van said.
Because Oliver knows plenty
football. He invented the split
tandem when he was in college"
Judy looked as If she didn't take
any stock in it. What's the split
tandem?" she said
TITS a chess opening" I told her.
"Oh, can it, Mom!" she said. ]
.ould tell she was sore on every
hing. Worrying over her three
hundred, 100, l wouldn't wonder.
Doc came back with the news
hat Angel was all right and would
tart the next quarter. Scallinger
gave him grin as he took his
place, but 1t wasn't the sort Of vel
;ome I'd have liked.
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age for maybe 10 minutes. Then,
With our side having the ball, there
vas q complicated, hidden-ball play
With Angel way out like pass
,eeeiver, and then sprinting across
70 block for Ramsdell who came
Town from nowhere and was pretty
well IN the clear. Bib Scallinger
RIO fin int 1tI t11rt1pd him
Ind just then Angel dived plum in
20 Scallingers belly as another
blocker took him on the side. This
ime he was the one that didn't
ret up. Angel got an arm under
lin and heaved him to his feet.
Scallinger was a picture. His
Knees were webbing, and you
couldn't see his features for mud.
Angel was dabbing at it to clear it
away. At least that's what it look
ed like from the stands. l thought
/ saw something else, though, that
hoped the umpire didn't see. All
Of sudden the big gorilla jerked
away and made wild swing at
Angel Angel ducked and grinned
at him and patted him on the back.
Meaning, of course-he don't know
what he's doing, poor guy!
They took Scallinger out, fight
Ing, while the Welliver crowd was
yelling for his blood again. He
looked as if he was crying, too. Van
Clark, next to me, had his field
glasses on the mix-up. I whispered
10 him:
Did you see what I saw then?"
yes" he said. Forget it."
While this was going on, Rams
dell was strolling across the line
like schoolmarm out for q walk.
Maybe it came too easy for him.
His kick for the extra point was a
mile wide and he hadn't missed
twice before in the whole season,
So there it was, seven to our six.
Was sick for my fifty and Juddy's
three hundred!
Angel played like three men, aft
er chat. But everytime the boys
we're on their way tumble or a
penalty set them back The count
was still against us when the game
vent into the final quarter. 1t
looked lousy. Then, with only two
md half minutes to go, and our
fourth down, we had an outside
chance for drop kick.
The stands were yelling for Angel
Todd. But Angel was shaking his
head as Ramsdell talked to him.
AfterWard we found out that he'd
hurt his right ankle and didn't dare
risk the kick. So a toW-headed
sophomore named Klink trotted
out, cool as hog on ice, and put
the ball square between the posts
and the game was in the bag.
Doc Oliver turned around to us
With that pleasant, sort of imper-
sonal smile of his. well, what did
you think of it?'
For someone that had just clean
ID up a nice pile, Juddy was no ray
Of sunshine.
II wanted Angel to have more