"So do I," answered Nat Poole.
Once more the ball went into play, and this time Oak Hall sent it into the Rockville territory in a grim, stone-wall way that could not be resisted. But when it lacked still ten yards of the goal line, the whistle blew, telling that time was up and the first half of the game had come to an end.
"Hard luck to-day," said Phil, grimly. "They are certainly putting up a great game."
"They have more weight than we have," answered Shadow. "And I must say, their tackling is first-class."
"I think it is rough," said Buster Beggs. "I got a kick in the shin that wasn't pleasant."
"That Hausermann is rather rough," said Phil. "I'd hate to have him come down on me."
"Yes, and he plays off-side," said Roger. "I had to warn him twice, and the referee warned him too."
Poor Henshaw was now so dizzy he could scarcely stand and two of the other players had to escort him off the field. Andrew Dale questioned the youth closely.
"You didn't eat or drink anything unusual?"