There was no one attraction in Omaha yesterday that drew like the Nebraska-Iowa university foot ball game at the Y.M.C.A. park. The theaters were well patronized, and the boxing matches, bird shoots, dog fights and free dinners did a rushing business, but Omaha had been strung up to the foot ball pitch, and the great majority of the amusement seekers were at thirst for the lists where each good knight does battle for his alma mater.
It was a day of days for foot ball — no wind and a cloudy sky, and the atmosphere withal was not so chilly that it detracted from one’s enjoyment of the game.
Nebraska won by a score of 36 to 0, and the majority of the 3,000 spectators were pleased, that was certain. It was a nebraska crowd and it was Nebraska enthusiasm that made the welkin ring pretty much all the time, the Iowa boys never having a chance to assert themselves.
The Lincoln club did some excellent work, playing well together and by co-operation carrying the ball ahead a few yards every time it was put in play. The difference between the two clubs in the matter of team work was also very apparent. Iowa was weak also on the left end of its rush line, a fact which Nebraska was quick to detect and take advantage of.
Flippin, half back, is an invaluable man to Lincoln, but Jones and Captain Dern are in a measure responsible for Flippin’s successful breaking through the rush line. Ouny, Fair and Yont form three of a kind that for criss-cross work around the end rushes and, bucking, one will hunt a long while to meet.
Iowa allowed best in the matter of clever tackling.
As usual everywhere after the inter-collegiate game of foot ball, the players and their constituents, as the political reporter would say, owned the town last night. Soon after the game they took possession and kept it, with the exception of occasional interruptions until 11:45 last night, when the special train bore the Lincolnites home, and Omaha assumed her accustomed midnight peace, broken now and then by some piercing yell from some belated player or admirer who had enthused too much.
On the return from the field, when they were within five or six squares of the Y.M.C.A. building, the admiration and excitement of the Nebraska students refused to be vented properly in yells any longer, and the players were seized bodily and carried up the long steps to the dressing rooms, where the habiliments of civilization were resumed and a descent made on the Millard, where a supper was eaten.
The other team was either too aristocratic or too tired to walk, for they came down in a tally-ho blowing their horns and yelling their yells, nothing daunted. They are stopping at the Dellone, where they will remain until 4 o’clock this afternoon.
A special supper had been provided for them and no one except members of the team were allowed to partake. It was a peculiar “supper.” Somewhat unique.
At the Millard the U. of U., or “UNL” yell was in evidence, very much in evidence indeed, and but very few except foot ball men, who were able to stand it, could be seen lingering around.
This song was made up for the occasion:
“What have we done, what have we done, Nebraska thirty-six, Iowa none.”
Nebraska is 29-17 all-time against Iowa.
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