The Battalion. (College Station, Tex.) 1893-current, November 15, 1912, Image 4

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Gridiron Dust
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All hail to our champions!
Mississippi A. and M. are our next
adversaries. It will be Farmer against
Farmer.
Montgomery is the greatest end in
the South. The game he played in
Houston Monday was brilialnt, to say
the least. Three touchdowns out of
four is going some.
Cushman played a star game at cen
ter. Never a time did he falter in
passing the ball.
Do you know of a better coach than
ours? You could never make this
corps believe it.
Hard practice was resumed again
Tuesday evening.
Bowler received a badly injured
knee in the game with the Sooners,
which will keep him out of the game
a while. He deserves great credit for
the grit which he displayed by re
maining in the game so long after
being hurt. Our “steam roller” will
b© missed indeed.
Our chief executive is some enthu
siastic rooter. No doubt his speech
caused a winning spirit to come over
all. His cheering was as much help
as another corps.
Coach Arbuckle of Rice Institute
has developed a great team for that
institution. They have defeated all
comers, and now have secured games
with some T. I. A. A. teams.
Without Courtwright the Sooners
would be greatly disabled. He is cer
tainly a great player.
Coach Moran has a coming star in
Crow at tackle.
“Hig” certainly played a great
game at full Monday. He took the
place of Vesmirovsky, who was in
jured.
Wrinkle Lambert says he cried at
the beginning of school because he
was afraid he could not come back to
.dear old A. and M. But he is here
just the same and with dry eyes.
It takes more than Oklahoma and
the Houston street car company to
down A. and M.—Bryan Eagle.
The A. and M. victory at Houston
was right along in the Woodrow Wil
son class.—Bryan Eagle.
Our goal line still remains un
crossed.
Kern nobly redeemd himself for
that fumble in the early part of the
game. His cool and masterful leader
ship at all times, his long runs, his
great defensive work behind the line,
were features of the game. It was
too bad that he failed on that drop
kick for goal. The ball went true
enough, but did not have sufficient
force to carry it over the goal post.
Bateman was himself again last
Monday. His magnificent runs were
only equalled by those of the brilliant
Courtwright. Only allow Batey to get
past the line of scrimmage, and he
is good for at least ten yards. In
downing him one has to undergo all
the many and varied experiences of
tackling an old-style walking-beam
engine, and is attended wtih about as
much success. In the distance there
is looming up an All-Southwestern
back.
A few more halves of games similar
to that of last Monday will help won
derfully toward allowing the grim
reaper to triumph over the stork. The
carnival people should have refunded
each and every spectator’s admission
fee with about 2000 per cent interest.
If you remember Tommy Moran’s
jumping around on one foot while
Courtwright was preparing to kick a
third goal, then you have an infin
itesimal idea of what the delirious fan
was undergoing—and he didn’t have
any freedom of motion either. Truly
indeed, a football game is no place for
weak hearts.
That game started off in just the
same manner as the games with
Varsity did in days before the war.
A. and M. can come back all right.
The Post’s statement that Bowler
shook off his tackier like a New
foundland shedding water was correct
indeed. Old Jumbo is never down un
less three or more huskies are sitting
on top of him.
Now that we have won, it will not
give us the rep of being howlers if
we bring to light some of the misfor
tunes that befell our bunch. One can
readily understand the state of Mo
ran’s mind when he learned that Ves
mirovsky was seriously injured. It is
said that the coach simply wilted
away. The bad start we made and the
laying out of Bowler were enough to
make the stoutest heart quail.
That snake dance between the
halves brought back very forcibly to
mind the former performances that
students of years gone by were accus
tomed to pull off, and the beauty of
it was the fact that Governor Col
quitt’s aides were participants in the
glorious event.
Enough has been said of Monty. He
has won his halo and is now wearing
it with becoming dignity.
We are keeping tab on the -words
that are escaping from Noisy Miller,
in our effort to ascertain whether he
is more renowned than his elder
brother “High.” Already we have ten
chalked up to his credit.
Wilson the next president of the
grand old U. S. A. and A. and M.
champions of the Southwest. Verily,
the followers of the fortunes of the
Red and White will in years to come
relate to the coming generations the
story of these great events of 1912.
It is a remarkable coincidence that
the majority of the teams that we
have met this season have been ar
rayed in colors similar to those our
men wear. Trinity, Austin College,
Arkansas and Oklahoma have all gone
into their games in fiery red, while
the Kansas Aggies and Miss. A. and
M. will be similarly equipped.
Pep has returned to our rooters.
Marching five miles along the dusty
highways to Bryan is evidence enough
of the spirit the boys possess.
We would like to know something
of Messrs. Waddell and McFaddin,
who announce that they will endeavor
to cut off all appropriations for A. and
M. if she will not give up the noble
Courtesy of Houston Post
game of football. Is the former the
guy the Post accused of eating tur
nips on Main street? Wonder who
left the gate open!
21 to 6 and 28 to 6. Small wonder
it is that some of the Varsityites who
saw the Houston game were thanking
their stars that they do not play A.
and M. this year.
Moran is like concrete. The older
he grows the better he becomes.
The statement of Coach Owen after
the game was very characteristic of
that well known little genius. Was
the weather too warm? Was the team
tired after its long trip Was his
bunch in foreign territory? Weren’t
there substitutes enough? Were his
men handicapped by injuries? NO.
“The best team won.” Benny, we
take off our hats to you.
We still have some hard games to
play, so let’s not get overconfident.
Remember what happened last year.
FOOTBALL SHAKESPEARIAN.
[Boston Transcript.]
“Down! Down!”—Henry V.
“Well placed.”—Henry V.
“An excellent pass.”—The Tempest.
“A touch, a touch, I do confess.”—
Hamlet.
“I do command you to their backs.’
—Macbeth.
“More rushes! More rushes!”—
Henry IV.
“Pell mell; down with them!”-
Love’s Labor oLst.
“This shouldering of each other.”—
Henry VI.
“Being down, I have the placing.”-
Cymbeline.
“Let him not pass, but kill him
rather.”—Othello.
“ ’Tis sport to maul a runner.”—
Anthony and Cleopatra.
“I’ll catch it ere it come to ground.’
-Macbeth.
“We must nave bk
cracked crowns.”—He
“Worthy sir, thou b
ercise hath been too
iolanus.
“It’s the first time t
breaking of ribs was
Like It.
GOVERNOR HE
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spectator at the gan
Governor Colquitt,
surrounded by his
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est, the Governor ro