Pulp Fiction, 1927 · page 123 of 168
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THE END OF a glowering figure wrapped in a blanket. The stands were packed to overflowing: it was a record crowd, and a record of noise. Long before the teams trotted on the field the stands had been filled with yells and cries, and as the time for the game ap- proached these random outbursts became concentrated into rival songs, and threats. Bothbands had blared forth to the heavens their spirited airs, and the frenzied cheer leaders cavorted in a most unseemly fashion before their respective crowds, exhorting them through megaphones to yet greater efforts of encouragement for the boys. All this had been a dull din in the ears of Steven Ferris. It was bitter. He saw the field solemnly, and he saw no more. Holwood received, and the State players rushed down on them like savages. There was a sharp mélée, and a Holwood back was thrown. The ball went into play on the twenty-six yard line. ee Habisch shot around end: he cleared the line of scrimmage and looked to be going well. A cheer started up in the Hol- wood stands. An orange shirt flashed suddenly at his heels, and he took a nasty tumble. * It was a hard, clean tackle. | The score board showed two yards gain. He had run wide. Habisch dropped back to kick. On a fake play, Cardigan, the full back, plunged inside of tackle. A scuffle of blue and orange jerseys and the pile stilled. The score board showed a two yard gain. Cardigan, the big full, dropped back to kick. The orange jerseys of State rushed in on him, but he got it clear, forty yards down the field, to the waiting arms of Nagle, the State quarter. Merrick was right on him, but he flashed by, and started zigzagging up the field. A cheer started from the State stands. Terry, left end, made a long dive for him, but he shifted, pulled free, and then Ha- bisch was on him and he dropped his length. The ball went into play on State’s thirty- five yard line. Nagle had come back five yards. State failed to make a first down, and they kicked. The end of the quarter found both teams in relatively the same position, with neither able to make material gains. APOLLO. 597 Habisch was used very badly. It was apparent State pointed for him, and he was absorbing brutal punishment. In the second period State opened up on their own forty yard line with a deter- mined push. line which netted them five yards, on a kick formation, Nagle slipped around end for first down. A mighty cheer arose from the State stands, accompanied by heavy poundings on the bass drum. Down the field marched the team, until, under the frantic exhortations of Habisch, Holwood rallied on their ten yard line, and held for downs. However, they were un- able to gain, and Cardigan kicked. Again State charged down to the shadow of the goal post, and again Holwood desper- ately fought off a score. So the quarter progressed, State continually threatening the goal, and Holwood gallantly defend- ing it. Once Holwood was given a hope when Habisch, from his own eight yard line, on the third down with seven yards to_go, circled the end on a kick formation, and ran twelve yards before he was dropped. The tackling then was so severe that he was incapacitated for the next few plays, and Holwood was unable to follow up the advantage. Then, toward the end of the half, State carried the ball to the two yard line before they were held. They rushed through at Cardigan like a pack of wolves when he re- ceived the pass from behind his goal. The punt fell short, Nagle scrambling for it on the twenty-eight yard line. One first down was made. ‘Three yards were lacking for the second, when Nagle sneaked around end, stopped suddenly, and darted to a low pass across the other side of the field. It was entirely unexpected, and the end snatched it on the ten yard line right on the edge of the field, and dashed down the side- line with no one in front of him. Merrick was tumbled off by two protectors. It was Habisch who, coming in diagonally, threw him outside on the two yard line. But it was too late then. On the third down the ball went over. A perfect goal. was kicked. 3 wi _*% “CORMEMDOOLKS After two attempts at the — (E@)