Memorial Stadium, Lincoln, Neb., Nov. 11 – Midway of the second quarter of the Cornhuskers’ fortieth game with the Jayhawkers this afternoon, George Henry Sauer fired a 40-yard pass that shot all the confidence out of the Kansans and started him and his mates to a 12-to-0 victory and their third consecutive Big Six championship.
George Henry and nine comrades finished their three years’ conference business with this game. With those two touchdowns they marked the end of a record which says that they never lost a reckoning with a Valley adversary.
They also enabled the historians to write that in the six-year life of the Big Six, the Cornhuskers have failed but once to finish first.
The Cornhuskers now can turn to contemplation of higher honors, to be gained by gridfare with opponents from other neighborhoods. Pittsburgh and Iowa must be overcome if their adventures this fall are to be clear of defeat. And it seemed this evening as if a patched array will take the field against the Panthers Saturday.
Early in the goings-on, Center Franklin Meier was forced to the sidelines. Someone had tweaked the little finger of his right hand a bit too emphatically and two bones snapped.
A little later, mates helped big Gail O’Brien to the sidelines and then to the emergency ward beneath the stands. The Hard Rock at right tackle was lamed. His right hip is battered and bruised.
Then Lee Penney walked off, entirely under his own power, but by far the most serious casualty. His left arm was broken near the shoulder. His college football career is ended.
Understudies did well in all three roles, but their presence swept the bench of tested reserves and Colonel Bible was no little fretted tonight by the problem of naming understudies to understudy the understudies.
It was Sub Center Elmer Hubka who midway of the second quarter shoved the ball between his braced legs back to George Henry Sauer’s open, extended palms. George Henry turned and pounded toward the sideline. Like a wave the Jayhawk defense rolled rapidly toward its own left flank to stop the rush of the big blonde boy.
Across the yard, down the opposite sideline, almost unnoticed, Bruce Kilbourne skimmed toward the Kansas goal.
Still galloping full stride, George Henry suddenly half-turned, cocked his arm and pitched the ball diagonally 40 yards across the chalk ribs. Kilbourne, too, half-turned, and without slackening his hurried career, hauled the projectile down to the safety of his bosom. John Peterson, Jayhawk right halfback, alone threatened his progress. John Peterson seemed to coil, then discharge himself at the fleeting target. Kilbourne snaked his hips. Peterson lunged futilely, but kept his balance to make vain pursuit 32 yards across the last white line.
Thirty-one thousand roared and screamed and howled as the scoreboard flashed:
Nebraska 6, Kansas 0.
This play forced the outcome of the struggle with Nebraska’s most ancient rival.
One touchdown, without the extra point which Masterson’s placement failed to collect, was enough to kill Kansas’ hopes, which during the 20 minutes that followed the kickoff had been translated into nigh and mighty deeds that set two thousand invades from Lawrence-on-the-Kaw to whooping and shrilling and held 29 or so thousand Nebraska homecomers and their friends almost mute with amazement.
The Jayhawks were through. Penalties, fumbles and the lack of time seemingly did more than they to keep the Huskers from scoring again in the second interval and throughout the third.
Brilliant runs, sustained marches, quick advances beneath the ball as it sang through the bright afternoon into the arms of a receiver – all these the Nebraska kids accomplished only to be stopped by happenings that are known to the customers as bad breaks if they happen to their side and lucky breaks if they confound the enemy.
In the fourth quarter, Bernie Masterson made the last six points that the Scarlet-trapped seniors will ever score against a Big Six eleven. Sauer snapped a short pass to Kilbourne, who bounced the ball backward to Masterson. Bernie caught it on the rebound and chugged off without serious interruption over the necessary 29 yards. This time his after-kick was wide.
The game ended with the Kansans trying desperately and vainly to bring back something of those gaudy, glorious moments which marked their inaugural efforts more than two hours before. Time and again Ray Dumm threw the ball, but never did it go where he intended.
In the opening quarter, it had been different. Then the Jayhawkers twice threw their way to the Huskers’ very goal. John Manning was doing the firing then, and with beautiful precision his long, hard pitches ate deeper and deeper into the home forces’ domain. But when they got down there, the Jayhawks found nothing they could do in a scoring way. Pa Schulte’s forwards not only stopped them emphatically and abruptly, Pa Schulte’s forwards shoved them back for losses and then took the ball.
The first 15 minute, though, were pretty much K.U., and apparently this shocked the biggest home trade in five years. Ernest Casini, end, and mighty Ormand Beach refused to let Hub Boswell and George Henry and Bernie and Jack Miller and Bud Parsons run. This duet did a lovely job of stopping the Nebraska attack.
But after George Henry blasted that long shot to galloping Bruce Kilbourne, the Jayhawks lost their confidence, their nerve and their will to win. They seemed only to concern themselves with trying to hold the score down. And, as I have written, the breaks were mighty indulgent. The breaks cooperated with them beautifully.
Nebraska is 91-23 all-time against Kansas.
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