LAWRENCE, Kans. — It is now 36 years since the Jayhawkers have sent the Cornhuskers back north to gain what consolation they might from reflection on the character-building qualities of football.
It was the same old story this day. Sad and dismal to some nine thousand home-comers to Mount Orea. A repetition of one of the swellest gridiron stories ever told, to a thousand or so guest Nebraskans. A tale whose retelling never dims nor wearies.
Nebraska won again. The final reckoning was 20 to 6.
The outcome sent more than a few dazed Kansans plodding out of the stadium mumbling to themselves. It was hard for them to believe that what had happened had actually happened.
This more than any year since the great postwar football boom seemed certain to be Kansas’ year.
Ever since the opening of the practice season all good Kansans have known that they had the finest, most adaptable football material on the midland plains. Giants, these Jayhawkers indeed are silent, rugged fellows who look the part of football Phi Beta Kappas.
The ides of October and tragically astounding thumping at the hands of a galloping band of Sooners did not cause truly loyal Jayhawkers to lose faith. The Jayhawkers canned their head professor, elevated an assistant to the chair of football and whooped it up for their own prime judicial talents when the new birchman chivied his towering charges to an overwhelming victory over Iowa State just one week ago.
The Cyclones had held the Cornhuskers to a pretty precarious margin and it was easy to hear it noised about that the Cornhuskers had been darned lucky to win that game.
So, despite the lowering clouds that had spilled themselves at intervals during the night and threatened to repeat all through the morning, loyal Jayhawkers flocked home to Mount Oread Saturday. For this was the day. It was to mark the break in the chain of Nebraska victories, the forging of which began away back in 1896, before you and you and you and your correspondent were born
ten pounds a man heavier than their scarletshirted opponents were the whiteplumed Jayhawks who pranced upon the field to catch the confident and boisterous welcome of their cocksure partisans.
But something went sadly awry. Save for an interval in the second quarter, the powerhouse failed to function. Even that little spurt of hairy-chested plunging by Carnie Smith and Elmer Schaake had to bulwarked by a passing play, which all powerhousing teams are supposed to despise, in order to make it count for the only points that Kansas got. It was a throw by Smith to Hanson that scored those points. Toss and run were good for 21 yard and the touchdown.
Through the rest of the game the Jayhawkers never seriously threatened.
They lowered their head and rammed, they shook the slippery sod with their pounding feet, but always when it seemed as if they might be starting somewhere they came up shaken and perhaps somewhat groggy for they had collided with something unflinching and unyielding, Pap Schulte’s line.
It wasn’t the kind of towering line that Papa Schulte used to perfect, almost invincible in the days when giants played for Nebraska. Crouching down there on the field it was dwarfed by the white rampart that opposed it. It gave now and then, bent inward before the mighty but erratic thrusts of Smith and Schaake, but it was never broken and the big Kansas luggers never did get away, for when the line gave there were Boswell and the rugged Penney and Sauer and little Mathis alert and waiting back there in the secondary.
It was the line that held back the surge of heft and brawn in the opening quarter when the field was still fairly dry and let Chris Mathis and Carlyle Staab make jack rabbit gallops which with Bernie Masterson’s toe netted the Huskers 14 points and put the game far beyond the power of the Jayhawks, with all their seeming superiority to do anything about it.
Nebraska scored its first seven points before the opening period was half over. There had been two or three exchanges of punts. Quarterback Carnie Smith had tried to turn on the power and couldn’t. The Huskers had sent Mathis and Staab on a few experimental excursions around the end but always fourth down, and sometimes third, found Schaake and Steve Hokuf punting.
Just before the quarter ended Staab threw a pass to John Roby, who was chased out of bounds nine yards from another touchdown. On the next play Staab swept the enemy left end in a wide arc that terminated in the end zone.
When the Jayhawkers returned to attempts at plunging mixed with passing, Boswell would go jogging from the sidelines on the field and with him would the boys who are gifted at the job of busting up enemy throws.
Neither team threatened in the third quarter, which was marked chiefly by Mathis’ 35-yard return of the kickoff and Nebraska’s offensive that held promise for a while but broke down on the Kansas 26-yard line without ever looking as threatening as it might sound.
The final period began with the prospects apparently good for a final score of 14 to 6. George Sauer had taken his broken thumb into the game for a time earlier in the exercises and now with only 15 minutes to go George came back to demonstrate that a broken thumb isn’t so much of a handicap to one of his clan. He gave a plunging exhibition that matched pretty well anything that the Kansans had been able to offer.
But it was one of his punts that enabled him to break into the scoring column.
From deep in his own territory, where the Huskers had been forced by a fumble, he kicked 66 yards to the Kansas eight-yard line. Desperate, the Jayhawkers tried to pass. Kell, a sub back threw the ball but George Henry caught it and began a sprint along the side line that ended by increasing the Nebraska total to 20. There it stayed, for Big Bernie missed the try for the extra point.
The game demonstrated more than any previous encounter that Colonel Bible’s teachings of speed, deftness, alertness and deception are going to be more than big teams depending on power with generally be able to handle.
The disadvantage in weight after all didn’t mean much. The Huskers have the plays that, when properly executed, will score on any team and will score oftener than a power team can crash across touchdowns against a competent line.
Nebraska is 91-23 all-time against Kansas.
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