Hardly had the second half been opened than Joe Nelson got the ball. He passed it to Hogan, who sent it to Andy. With a wild leap over a Rigsby player, the acrobatic youth went flying down the gridiron with the leather clutched in his arms.
“See Andy Snow running with the ball!”
“Stop him, Brown! Stop him, Callahan!”
“Cut him off, Sturmen!”
So the calls rang out and several started in pursuit of Andy. But just as they thought they had him he let the ball drop, gave it a swift kick, and over the bar sailed the leather.
“Hurrah! What a beautiful kick!”
“And on a dead run, too!”
“Putnam Hall is waking up!”
The cadets cheered wildly and unfurled the flags they had brought along, while some tooted their horns.
As soon as possible the ball was put into play once more. This time it went far up into Putnam Hall territory, and it looked as if Rigsby would score once more, when Hogan got the ball.