yards it was not to be denied, and at last, when two smashes at the center had netted but three, the Wolcott right half took the ball on a cross-buck and plunged inside Jimmy Ames for a first down. Three more plays put the pigskin across.
The period was fully half over and those six points looked enough to spell victory for the visitor, but the Fighting Scrub couldn't spell that way. Scrub set itself to dispute the try-for-point, and when Al Greene strode over the sprawling body of his adversary and plunged toward the kicker that youth hurried his effort. The ball didn't miss the goal by many inches, but miss it did, and the Fighting Scrub gave voice to joy and stumbled back to positions. Mr. Connover shuffled his men then. Tyson crossed over to right tackle and "Wink" Coles went to center. Hoppin replaced Thayer and Patch took Clif's place. And with that final change "Steve" shot his last bolt. He hadn't a single available player left to call on! But Wolcott didn't know that.
Wyndham's chance didn't come along until the period was twelve minutes old. Then desperate, but still believing in its ability to even the score, "Sim" Jackson, who had spent the third quarter on the bench, dug deeply into his small bag of tricks and, finding nothing much there, used what was left. It wasn't much of a trick, either, but it served. The Fighting Scrub tore itself literally in half and the two halves hugged the side-lines. The ball went with the left portion of the team. Wolcott moved this way and that, momentarily at a loss how to meet the extraordinary formation.
