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Sometimes I thought about doing it without the pennies. But I knew I wasn't that tough, in spite of what I looked. I'd been built to play fullback, and my questionable brunet beauty had been roughed up by the explosion years before as thoroughly as dock fighting on all the planets could have done.
Nothing satisfied him. He was particularly distressed about the fullback. Hogboom was a good fellow and took signal practice perfectly, but he was no fiend. He lacked the vivacity of a real, first-class Bengal tiger. He wouldn't eat any one alive. He'd run until he was pulled down, but you never expected him to explode in the midst of seven hostiles and ricochet down the field for forty yards.
Tommy Baker and Alfred Baker were brothers. Continuing the Yale list, there have been the Hinkeys, Frank and Louis, who need no praise as wonderful players Charlie and Johnny de Saulles Sherman and "Ted" Coy W. O. Hickok, the famous guard of '92, '93 and '94 and his brother Ross Herbert and Malcolm McBride, both of whom played fullback Tad Jones and his brother Howard the Philbins, Steve and Holliday Charlie Chadwick and his younger brother, George, who captained his team in 1902.
I played against Chadwick on the Scrub, and the first charge he made against me I went clean back to fullback. It was just as though an automobile had hit me. I played against Heffelfinger and a lot of them. I could hold those fellows. Gee! but I was sore. I said to myself, you won't do that again, and the next time I was set back just as far.
A hand grabbed him by the arm and hauled him upright, and a fist glanced off his cheek-bone, snapping his head back. Scotty, underneath, gathered his feet under him and charged like a plunging fullback, directly into the hotel. There was a grunt as the boy's head met yielding flesh, then a powerful arm circled his neck and he was lifted off his feet, fighting for breath.
"Prince" Hogboom was a wonder of a fullback, and his favorite amusement was to get out at night and try to pull gas lamps up by the roots. He was a natural born holy terror, but his father thought he was fitted by nature to be a missionary, and so Hoggie had to harness himself up in meek and long-suffering clothes and attend Bible-study class twice a week.
"Looks as though history liked to repeat itself," Jack mused, as he walked back home after parting company with Big Bob; "only in this case it's the football eleven that's liable to be weakened if Bob's father takes him out; and we never could scare up a fullback equal to him if we raked old Chester with a fine-tooth comb. So I certainly hope it'll all come out right yet, I surely do!"
The referee was poising his whistle and looking at his watch, ready to blow the signal that marked the end of play. There was but one chance left a goal from the field. On the 'Varsity team only two men had seemed to keep their heads. The quarterback and fullback had sought to stem the tide, but in the general melting away of the defence had been able to do but little.
Princeton, too, has seen many pairs of brothers "Beef" Wheeler, the famous guard of '92, '93 and '94 and Bert Wheeler, the splendid fullback of '98 and '99 whose cool-headed playing helped us win from Yale both in Princeton and at New Haven the Rosengartens, Albert and his cousin Fritz and Albert's brother who played for Pennsylvania the Tibbotts, Dave and Fred J. R. Church, '88, and Bill Church, the roaring, stamping tackle of '95 and '96 Ross and Steve McClave Harry and George Lathrope Jarvis Geer and Marshall Geer who played with me on teams at both school and college Billy Bannard and Horace Bannard Fred Kafer and Dana Kafer, the first named being also the very best amateur catcher I have ever seen.
Harding, the Harvard quarter, who was running up and down the Crimson line like a panther, didn't get me. My hand went against his face and somehow I got rid of him. Finally I reached Holden, who played the fullback position while on the defensive, and had him to pass in order to get a touchdown. There was a savage onslaught and Holden had me on the ground.
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