“Let us do a little more betting,” said Mumps, who had just a dollar of his spending money left.
They walked into the crowd, and after some trouble managed to place what money they had left on the Rigsby team. Then they hurried back to their seats. The first half of the game was drawing to a close.
“Another touchdown for Rigsby!”
“Hurrah! Now for a goal!”
“There she goes! A goal, sure enough! How do you like that, Putnam Hall?”
With the score 12 to 0 the two teams went at it again. But hardly had the leather been put into play when the whistle blew and the first half came to an end.
“We are up against it sure, this trip,” sighed Andy. “They can play like—like tigers!”
“They are too heavy for us, that is certain,” said Dale. “We must depend upon our lightness and our quickness if we want to win anything at all.”
The brief intermission was soon at an end, and once more the two teams faced each other. The Rigsby followers cheered wildly while the students from Putnam Hall gazed expectantly.
It was soon seen that Dale’s team was not playing as before. There was little mass work, and the ball flew from player to player with great rapidity. This did not suit the Rigsby team, and they made several errors and lost some ground thereby.