12 Sports Aces, January 1943 — page 71: what you’re looking at

Machine-transcribed from the original scan — historical spelling and the odd misread are preserved.

~The ‘Touchdown Fool By Dale Cochrane ” they called him, because he’d once scored a touchdown—for the enemy team. And when Randy Dolan tried to live that monicker down, he found his cleats tripped ap by his pigskin past. “Wrong-way Dol DY DOLAN was sitting on the scrub bench when a hard firm . hand gripped his shoulder. “Me?” Randy gulped, seeing it was Coach King. The young foetball mentor of the Tyler U eleven regarded Randy with a grim and steady gaze, Hig tight voice was bare- ly audible above the sereeching, yelling 69 fans who jam-packed the stands for this Tyler-Hilton game that was now in its last quarter. “You—in for Burton. Now hold ’em!” Randy Dolan swallowed kard and threw off the dark gray blanket in which he'd been draped. He began moving toward the field fastening his helmet as he did. He Gomichoo SJ COLI