The Wilmington morning star. [volume] (Wilmington, N.C.) 1909-1990, 1943-11-28
STRONG MIDDIES
MARCH AFTER TWO
SCORELESS HEATS
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to the six. Three more plays found
the ball still two yards away from
the goal.
This was the payoft moment, the
do or die play for both teams. The
imported Navy chee1 leaders tied
themselves into knots trying to get
their proxy cheering section to
show enthusiasm, but the Cadets,
distinguished b. white caps, stared
silently and glulnly end the sill
ence was deafening when, a mo-
ment later, Bob jenkins crashed
over with Army defenders draped
on him like confetti. Vic F'inos
placekicked the PORT.
It was obvious tn steady stream
of requirements a half dozen at a
time, going into the Middle lineup
slowly was pulverizing the here
tofore rocky Arrry line, and late
in the same period, after Hamberg
had run back pun from his own
40 to Army's "A, tbs march again
was on.
This time it was the robust
Hume, clawing and bulling and
crushing his way through the wav-
ering Cadet ranks. AS the fourth
period opened ne sarged through
for Is yards to the Army Is. Jim
Petit gave him lift with a TO-
yard gallop. then Hume resumed
his solitary offensive until he reach
ed the one. From there, on fourth
down, Pettir high-dlved into the
end zone. Fenos placekick was
blocked, bur even the Cadets
couldn't enthuse much over that.
From that point on Army tried
everything il had--passes by Davis
and the in again out again
Doug Kenna, futile stabs at the
line, anything. Davis even tried
pass from. deep in his end zone.
It was completed TO, 20 yards, but
it was just a brave gesture. The
16, 900 fans, almost solid for the
Cadets, long since had Joined the
sun which, after peering blearily
through the haze early in the after
noon, gave up and closed its eyes
over the somber setting.
The first two periods were about
as even as any game could be,
with the bitter tug o'war between
the 35-yard lines. Each team start
ed offensives which promised
much. Each saw the drives sputter
and die, either from mechanical
errors or dishearte1dng penalties.
The futile battle eve.a began to fray
the nerves of the. players, who
bristled and reared like bantam
ROSTERS on numerous occasions
making busy pacifists of the Off
Gals.
The Army reached the Navy "a
once in each of the first two Pc
RODS. Navy could get no farther
than the Army So. The rest of the
time the teams found their often
sives thwarted at every turn, and
even the efforts OF the Navy goat,
Billy the Ninth, to take part in the
bitter play on the field were frus-
trated.
Early in the game Davis, Army's
fine speedster, got away from nice
gains around the ends, but as the
came wore on he was gradually
Slowed down until only his passing
remained Efforts OF the Cadets
Ia dent the Middle line were DOOM
ed to failure almost from the start.
The Middle line was just too big,
and too tough. and there were too
MANY of the whire-spjrited lads for
ever pouring in to spill their team
The Navy backs slowly began to
n,,nch holes in the Cadet line until
fste in the game the bruising Hume
an; and rabbity Hamberg and BOB
Jenkins and Ben Martin were using
these openings to pour through into
'aT Ut was lust too much Navy foot
hall team today, but the putnam n
n oa Cadets did their full part IN
n r,,tt;ns on an excellent show.
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