Young and Hokuf get touchdowns, Frahm kicks goal
MEMORIAL STADIUM, Lawrence, Kans., Nov. 8 — It is now 35 years since the Jayhawkers have defeated the Cornhuskers on Mount Oread.
All of Kansas’ painstakingly laid and extensive plans for ending this disagreeable domination went blooey on Memorial Stadium field Saturday afternoon.
Nebraska 16, Kansas 0.
And as Wild William Hargiss, the truthful coach of the Jayhawkers said before the encounter, it didn’t make a bit of difference whether large James Bausch was in the lineup.
Professor Hargiss didn’t mean for Dr. Bible’s Cornhuskers to take the statements the way they did.
Professor Hargiss made that plan when he told a pep rally of alumni in Kansas City Friday night that the “Jayhawkers are sure to win by three or four touchdowns.”
Well Paid Athletes Fail.
The Jayhawkers, the whole ponderous, well paid, long ton of them, never even got one touchdown. They threatened only twice, in the third quarter, and on both occasions the great Nebraska line treated Mr. Bausch, Mr. Schaake and their associates just as inconsiderately as they treated the Panthers of Pitt a week ago.
The Cornhuskers brought to close all optimistic, premature celebrations of Kansas’ year by scoring two touchdowns and a field goal, plus a point after the first touchdown.
Show Good Coaching.
Entering this classic combat of the Big Six conference as the underdog, by the learned reckoning of all the savants of football culture, including this writer, the Nebraska squad gave one of the most brilliant demonstrations to be witnessed in the midlands in many years of what capable coaching can do to overcome the handicap of weight and, to a lesser degree, of experience.
Nebraska was brilliant, dazzling, dogged, stern ? to employ all the shopworn phraseology of football fandom.
Considering those climactic moments in the third period in the light of Scarlet forward play against Pittsburgh, it can be conservatively said that Kansas never had a real chance. Every man sent into the fray by Dr. Bible deserves his share of credit for this.
Young Goes Over First.
Save for sporadic spurts by their opponents, the Cornhuskers threatened almost continually from inaugural kickoff that brought the 22 thousand assembled to their feet until the popgun in the hands of Field Judge Clyde McBride announced the end.
Scarcely three minutes after the beginning the Nebraskans were deep in K.U. territory, only to be stopped by a 15-yard penalty, but hardly more than three minutes later they were back there again and this time Red Young bounced over. Frahm made it seven points. In the second quarter Glue Fingers Steven Hokuf projected himself high into the bright sunshine and came down with a pass from the tireless redhead. Then he trotted over the goal, while large Mr. Bausch and Mr. Fisher, the Kansas safety players stood there wondering how Mr. Hokuf had eluded their grasp.
In the final period Mr. Frahm made victory safe by placekicking a field goal from the K.U. 23-yard mark in the phlegmatic, workaday manner that is peculiar to Mr. Frahm.
Nebraskans in Victory Dance.
Kansas was painless through the rest of the contest, in spite of the desperate substitutions of Professor Hargiss, and as the throng of homecoming Jayhawkers groaned their way out of the stands more than two thousand Nebraskans of all ages and all parts of our incomparable state spilled onto the gridiron to follow the Husker student cheering section in a wild snake dance of victory.
The Jayhawkers were dubbish from the outset. They put Mr. Frahm’s kickoff on their 20-yard line, for it went over the goal line. On the second play, Frahm recovered a Jayhawker fumble on the K.U. 35-yard line. That merry mustang, Buster Long, began cracking away for nice yardage, but a 15-yard penalty for holding set the Huskers back. They lost the ball on downs just seven yards from the territory that counts.
Husker Line Holds.
This didn’t matter much because Kansas couldn’t crack the ferocious Nebraska defense. Plays were spilled by the faster charging forwards before they started and Mr. Schaake had to punt. The merry mustang received the boot on the enemy’s 40-yard line and then proceeded to give a beautiful exhibition of how a return should be made. He pranced back toward the goal full 20 yards before he was finally spilled and this enabled Mr. Young, who supplanted him a moment later, to pry his way across after considerable assistance at ball lugging through center. The Husker forwards opened yawning gaps more often than they didn’t and the plays were timed to click. How they clicked ? how prettily Mr. Frahm’s placement for the seventh point bisected the area between the goal posts.
Throughout the remainder of the inaugural period and into the second Nebraska pushed into Kansas territory, holding the Jayhawks harmless.
Hokuf Scores on Pass.
In the second quarter, with the wind against him, Mr. Young passed. Professor Hargiss had inserted Mr. Bausch and all the rest of those best young men whose money could buy, but it was all the same to Dr. Bible’s scholars.
Young was facing the K.U. guard about 40 yards away. Glue Fingers Hokuf sprinted to the corner of the field. Mr. Fisher sprinted with him. Young snapped a nice ball toward Hokuf. Mr. Hokuf shot straight on. When all three came down, Mr. Bausch and Mr. Fisher had neither the ball nor Mr. Hokuf. That sprightly end had trotted a dozen or so paces, unhindered, into the end zone. This time Mr. Frahm missed but he made up for this failure with extra added profit by kicking that placement in the first quarter.
With less than a minute to go in the first half, Mr. Fisher passed to Large James who galloped to the Nebraska 32-yard line before he was stopped. He gave one of the infrequent exhibitions of expert broken field running while making this gain. The rest of the time he was stopped at the line or smeared behind it. The rest of the passes that he or his mates received were taken in territory far from the Husker goal. When things looked dangerous the Nebraskans were more than equal to the occasion. It made no difference to them who carried the ball or whether Mr. Fisher passed with his right or left arm.
Greenberg Intercepts Two.
The Jayhawkers exploded everything they had, which was far from enough, in the third quarter. Their frantic activity enabled the Nebraska line to demonstrate superb goal defense. Mr. Bausch was like Rufus McMonigle out of the Y.M.C.A. dormitory team as he collided with Greenberg, or Koster, or Rhea, Prucka, Hokuf, Broadstone or Ely and came up to discover that the rebound was costly to himself and mates.
A passing period of breathlessness for Nebraskans was eased with good old Muscle-Bound Greenberg intercepting one of Mr. Fisher’s heaves on his own 11-yard line. Good old Muscle Bound stopped the passage of another Kansas flip later in the game, and he doubtless is pleased with himself, but his greatest ambition is still unrealized. He, one of the best guards in the conference, has never made a touchdown.
Ends Play Fine Game.
Frahm broke up other passes, some of them for himself, and once Red Young knocked down a K.U. aerial cruise in the end zone.
The way Mr. Hokuf and his colleague at the other end, Mr. Prucka, were down under punts was gratifying to behold. Once this cooperation pair almost beat Mr. Long’s 50-yard boot into Kansas territory and when they got they spilled Safety Fisher on the one-yard line.