LAWRENCE, Kan. — Those who did not contract some violent form of heart trouble or nervous affliction probably are very well satisfied that the Nebraska Cornhusker were able to win today’s game from the Kansas Jayhawk bird, and thus establish themselves as Missouri Valley champions for the umptieth consecutive time.
To win at all was sufficient; the fact that the score only reached 13 to 3 is entirely superfluous.
For a while it seemed that the usual and mysterious lack of co-ordinates among the several intricate parts of Doc Stewart’s sometimes balky machine was going to permit Kansas to cop the cake.
The battle was waged largely in Nebraska territory during all period but the third, when the Huskers husked in something like their old-time form amassing two nifty touchdowns with plenty of fireworks added.
After pawing up the earth, snorting, gritting their tusks and otherwise threatening to eat the rock clark enthusiasts’ blood raw, Nebraska fiddled around long enough in the first half so that the bad but energetic M. Londorg, Kansas right end, booted pretty place kick from the twenty-seventh meridian and left Doc Stewart and the doldrums with odds against him, three to zero.
The crowd went crazy and the crippled Kansas gladiators took heart.
Things became very interesting and eventful for the Cornhuskers.
They had to extend themselves to prevent something worse from happening, and when the first half ended our boys looked as if they would like to give three rousing cheers for the timekeeper.
During the intermission Doc Stewart must have whispered a few swear nothings in their shell like ears, as the Lincolnites came bulging out of their hutment and well nigh assassinated the Lawrence Jay Birds in the third set.
After a brief exchange of comments, the Huskers suddenly set stage. With the ball about in the geographical center of the field, a forward pass from Dobson to Schellenberg garnered 20 fathoms, and Cook and Schellenberg promptly took 10 more around the left end.
About this time Mr. Cook heard somebody remark that he is almost as good a ring general as Sandy’s pal, Joe Gaspipe, and so Cook grabbed the leather and fluttered around the left flank for the first touchdown of the game.
Schelly kicked out to Dobson, and Cap Shaw kicked goal amid shouts of joy from the Nebraska bleachers.
Nettels, who by this time was highly nettled, we might add, kicked off to Rhodes, and the procession began again. Dobson, Schellenberg and Cook hammered out the descendants of Quantrell’s raiders and the war of one Mister Hubka must not be passed up without comment of some sort.
Hubka was in the back yard for the first time, being a lineman by occupation, and the way he wallowed through the clotted gore of the bleating Kansans was simply tragic.
When the mob had reach the Jayhawk 20-yard line the said Jayhawks became frenzied and sort of went off their nut, so to speak. Then commenced to one-step on the class features of the visitors and to swing graceful clusters of short-arm jabs to the ribs, etc.
The officials noted this and set Kansas back 15 yards, which left the ball in Doc Stewart’s possession within five yards of the final chalk. So Mister Hubka clasped the ball close to his aching heart and sauntered through the frantic foe until he had greatly disproved the hospital business in Lawrence and had also compiled a touchdown — the first of the battle for Captain Shaw but missed goal.
The party was over with this scoring for the last period producing nothing more thrilling than a mighty comeback on the part of the natural born prohibitionists.
They fought desperately, wild and cruelly, bitterly and unavailingly to get a touchdown, but their aerial pursuit was broken up and they couldn’t budge the Huskers enough to amount to anything.
They took some scalp, however, forcing a few Nebraskans to go to the shop, and getting themselves liberally penalized therefore.
It might be added that the officials in the game were fine and dandy — something of an innovation in the valley.
Fix their names firmly in your mind, so that you’ll know ‘em next time.
They seemed almost human at times.
This game, gloriously won from a foe gloriously Spartan in their defeat, was but another Nebraska game of the usual sort.
It is hard to explain why the Huskers play such uninteresting football, even when winning. It is actually boresome — and if you don’t believe it, ask any fan. There were about 5,000 folks on hand at McCook field today — a very disappointing crowd, diminished by the morning showers in Kansas City — and there folks had more fun when Kansas had the ball even though she couldn’t do anything with it.
Nebraska is slow, and not very sure. But she is successful, which ought to be enough, perhaps.
Pringle, Ruble and Captain Neilson were the towers of pep behind the Kansas line and all three pulled off some skyrocket stuff that nearly scared the Nebraskans to death.
Foster punted in grand style and was far too good for the heroic efforts of Dobson. As a matter of fact, the Huskers haven’t anybody to punt, anybody to make field goals, nor anyone to kick goals after touchdowns. This is some millstone to lug around.
The ground today was hard and slippery because of the dried grass upon its surface, and the Huskers slipped and fell constantly. The Jayhawker’s didn’t — maybe because they are used to it. The weather was perfect, despite the drizzling rain of the morning but 40 miles away.
Statistics show that Nebraska had something on its hands. In scrimmage the Huskers gained 236 yards against 131 for Kansas.
The Lincolnites were penalized 37 yards against 55 yards for Kansas, while the Cornhuskers had 10 first downs, compared to five for Kansas.
Most of the Huskers’ accomplishments in this line were in the third period. Nebraska completed two forward heaves for 33 yards and Kansas one for 11 yards.
Stewart’s men have no game until Syracuse, on Thanksgiving, at Lincoln, which is the last battle of the year.
The team left Lawrence tonight in its special train not much the worse for the wear, and with its title to the Missouri valley conference championship absolutely clear, sore-heads - notwithstanding.
Kansas won the toss and Munn kicked off to Captain Nielsen. Foster and Dobson exchanged punts, the Kansan holding the better of the argument.
Schellenberg and Dobson slip on the hard dry ground and found difficulty in keeping their feet. Af forward pass, Dobson to Schellenberg, got 10 yards. Dobson, Schelly and Hubka pounded the center and tackles until the 25-yard line was reached, when the Kansans lost their temper and held for downs, throwing Riddell back so heavily on the last play that he had to leave the field, Otoupalik went in. Foster punted out of danger, and Dobson then tried his shoe, and Foster returned the compliment. Hull recovered Otoupalik’s, and in the next play Ruble sailed around left end for 25 yards.
Pringle took five through the line and Kansas had the ball on the Cornhusker 20-yard line, but Nebraska held until Pringle threw a forward pass over the goal and Stewart’s men got the ball on her 20 yards.
The first period ended with the ball with Kansas in the center, Dobson having punted there.
Foster was soon forced to punt but Nebraska couldn’t gain. The ball seesawed back and forth until Kansas started another offensive. Pringle and Ruble plunging through the line to the 27-yard mark where Lonborg kicked goal from placement. Score - Kansas 3, Nebraska 0.
The Huskers braced and the half ended with the ball in their hands in the center, Dobson just having made two pretty plunges.
Nettel’s kick off to Schellenberg and it was Nebraska’s ball on her 25-yard line. She could not gain and Dobson punted. Foster punted 50 yards and Dobson kicked back to center, Foster’s punt blocked, but recovered. Cook caught his next try and ran back 20 yards to Nebraska’s 40-yard line.
Dobson passed perfectly to Schellenberg for 20 yards. COok got five around left end, Schelly got three, then Cook broke loose around left end for 30 yards and a touchdown.
Schelly kicked out to Dodson and Shaw kicked goal. Nebraska 7, Kansas 3.
Nettels kicked off. Nebraska commenced ferocious attacks on the Jayhawk line. Schelly, Dobson, Cook and Hubka marched to Kansas’ twenty yards where the Kansans were penalized 15 for rough work, Hubka drove over and Shaw missed goal. Nebraska 13, Kansas 3.
After Nettel’s kick off, Nebraska was penalized 15 yards and Dobson’s punt was blocked. He recovered it himself and fell within six inches of his goal. His second went to the center of the field. Kansas opened up aerial stuff, but three passes failed and the Huskers got the ball, but could not gain and Dobson punted. Foster kicked to Cook on Nebraska’s 35-yard line.
Kansas held and Dobson punted to the 30 yards. Foster punted unexpectedly and Cook was down with it on his 15-yard mark, Dobson punted to center. Cook interfered with a pass and Kansas gained 15. Pringle took 20 yards around right end.
Dobson intercepted a pass by Pringle and returned to Nebraska’s 25-yard line. Dobson was forced to punt. Foster punts over the goal line. The game ended with the ball on the Husker’s 22-yard line in their possession. Nebraska 13, Kansas 3.
Nebraska is 91-23 all-time against Kansas.
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