And, with the snapping of the ball, Grinnell opened up a hole. It existed but for a moment as the lines strained against one another ... but, in that moment, Grinnell's right guard was through. He hurried the kick, all but blocking it so that the ball went out of bounds on Pomeroy's thirty yard mark.
"All right, gang!" shouted Quarterback Bert Henley. "What are we going to do about this?"
"We're going through!" answered the team to a man.
Coach Edward sent in three fresh linesmen with the aim of aiding the offensive drive. The scoreboard read: eight minutes to play.
To Mack's astonishment, he was given the ball on the first play, a drive through tackle. He plunged for four yards and, heard the Grinnell stands yell his name. Frank was good for two yards ... Steve was good for four more and a first down on Pomeroy's twenty yard mark!
"That's hitting 'em!" commended Bert. "Keep it up, you guys! How about you, Mack? Do you want to see us win or don't you?"
Mack glared. "Just gimme that ball!"
Fighting and squirming his way through, Mack made another four yards.
"Four yards, Carver!" the stands commenced shouting.
But Pomeroy rose up to turn fullback Steve Hilliard back at the line of scrimmage.