"That-a-boy, Cateye!" barked Judd, joyously, while the Bartlett stands echoed his name.
"Yea, Knapp!" thundered the Penningtonites.
Knapp's fine sixty yard run injected a world of pep into his team and restored their confidence. The Bartlett eleven, on the contrary, was badly disheartened and shaken up by the suddenness of the spectacular run.
With the ball on Bartlett's twenty-five yard line and four plays to make a touchdown the Pennington team assailed the Black and Gold line viciously.
On the first play the ball went to Gordon, the heavy full back, who plowed through the right side of Bartlett's line for eight yards.
"Wow! Nothing to it!" roared the Pennington stands.
"Hold 'em, Bartlett!" entreated the supporters of the Black and Gold.
An end run netted five more yards, placing the ball on the twelve yard line. Gordon then took the pigskin, plunging straight through the center of the line for four yards. The Bartlett eleven seemed wholly unable to cope with the swift, varied, smashing attack of the visitors. It was evident to the onlookers that Knapp's brilliant run at the start of the game, coupled with Gordon's tremendous line bucking, had completely bewildered the Bartlett team. It was the first time during the entire season that any eleven had been able to gain consistently through the line and this fact further discouraged the Black and Gold.
"Hold 'em, fellows!" begged Benz, from the backfield. "Don't let 'em get a touchdown!"
The line stiffened and shifted to meet the next attack. They were already fighting in the shadow of their goal posts. Gordon again carried the ball and the play came direct for Cateye. By exerting a great effort Cateye broke through the Pennington line and dropped the huge Gordon for a slight loss.