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Memorial Stadium, Lincoln, Neb., Nov. 25 – Hugged tight in the arms of Little Jerry LaNoue, the Cornhusker’s precious single-point margin late this afternoon made a thrilling journey from peril to safety, and the two minutes that remained turned anti-climactic as the Hawkeyes floundered deep in their own domain, and lost, 6 to 7.
Thirty-seven thousand, the greatest throng since the last game with Notre Dame in 1925, saw the Iowans rally with the alliance of the north gale in the fourth quarter, saw Dick Crayne stab two yards over the goal line after Joe Laws had snatched a long pass away from the outstretched arms of this same Jerry LaNoue.
They saw Russ Fisher’s placekick shoot crazily wide to keep the Hawkeyes one point behind those seven scored in the second period by Bernie Masterson, on as astonishing a maneuver as has been presented on Memorial Stadium yard in many a day.
Then, with the seconds ticking away, they saw the towering Iowans kick off with the help of the biggest wind that has swept the prairie lands since Charley Bryan’s last speech. The ball rolled over the goal, and was brought out 20 yards and given to the Huskers.
All during the afternoon, the wind had played no favorites with the team that sought to travel north. Punts that soared high often sailed back sometimes to enforce a loss on the kicking team.
Now there were the Nebraskans, deep in their own precincts, their seven-point advantage but recently whittled to one, the Hawkeyes aroused by their belated success and determined to continue it to victory.
Jerry LaNoue had tried to kick before. The ball traveled a bare 20 yards and shortly after the enemy had passed and hammered to its touchdown.
A roar of hope and encouragement was loosed by the horde of home staters when Bernie Masterson rammed through center for 13 yards. It turned to a groan on the very next play when Jerry LaNoue fumbled and lost four yards. Hubert Boswell made them back by slicing through tackle, but it was third down and prudence demanded that a punt be attempted.
Jerry backstepped to kicking position. He caught the snapback, feinted a kick, then pressing the leather close to his chest struck obliquely down the field, toward the sidelines. He dodged and sprinted 34 yards, and had just that much farther to go for a touchdown when Joe Laws felled him.
Jerry was not through. He had snatched that single point and whisked it out of danger. He set about keeping it that way. A moment later he punted, partly with the crosswind. The ball rolled out of bounds four yards from the goal. Thirty seconds remained and during that brief spell, Clair Bishop almost downed Dick Crayne in the end zone for a safety; Crayne, possibly somewhat upset by his close call, kicked short from his end zone on second down and Boswell almost broke free with the return. Hubert’s hasty progress was arrested eight yards from six more points which less than two minutes before it had seemed that Iowa and not Nebraska was likely to score.
Well, Nebraska didn’t get them either, for the pistol popped taps two plays later, and the corn state’s championship was assured to the Cornhuskers for another year, through Big Bernie Masterson’s clever second-quarter touchdown and place kick.
What was to prove the winning total was accomplished with the end of the half only 11 seconds away.
This Jerry LaNoue had considerable to do with the preparations for the execution of this all-important strategy. Colonel Bible chased Jerry into the exercises late in the period after Leland Copple had blocked Crayne’s desperate attempt to punt into the wind. Copple fell on the ball on the Hawk 29-yard line.
On the very first play, Jerry skirted right end for seven yards. Then he impartially added the same distance by scooting around the other flank. Masterson shot himself through center for 10 and a touchdown was five yards away. Three plays netted only a yard and the hopes of the majority of the customers began to fall, while the hopes of the majority rose.
With 11 seconds left, Bernie made preparations for a place kick. Jack Miller apparently knelt to receive and hold the ball. But Jack’s knee did not touch the ground. The Iowans massed themselves, ready to try to block. They were grouped tight at the middle of the line.
Miller seemed to fumble the fine products, and they stayed pretty well together. Both are masters of defensive tactics. Graham is widely regarded as the harder smasher; Sauer is considerably more versatile. Both are top-ranking students. Both subordinate themselves to the team, as all successful players must do. Sauer and graham did so because such is their nature. They are retiring, and most shy off the field. In battle, they are honest, clean and fierce warriors who never yield.
One other, besides these two prodigious backs, was an unanimous choice:
Franklin Meier, Nebraska, who stood – or crouched – alone among the centers.
Gail O’Brien, Nebraska, the plains states’ outstanding tackle, and Ellis Bashara, Oklahoma, top guard in the same domain, were almost qualified for this select class. Both were overwhelming preferences.
Without exception, regrets were expressed that injuries prevented Lee Penney and Charles ... from playing complete varsity assignments. The belief appeared to prevail that these veterans were the greatest ends. But in fairness to all, it was felt that special mention should be given them and other players who had been more fortunate with their ... named to the teams. Bruce Kilbourne led the field. Ernest Casini won by a small margin over his mate, Dick O’Neil.
Among the guards, Clair Bishop was victor in a nip-and-tuck duel with his coworker, Warren DeBus.
Cassius Gentry, the only sophomore on the first eleven, was an easy second to O’Brien. He and Frank Meier were the only players with competition ahead to be elevated. Meier is a junior.
It used to be customary to detail the talents of each member of the conference’s honorary ten. To me this seems needless. Selection alone should be enough to indicate that these are the outstanding players because they performed best in the most games at the positions assigned them. The ends did what is expected of ends; so, too, the tackles, guards, center and backs.
I also formerly employed the occasion to confect a history of the season just past. Right now this, too, seems idiotic, maybe because the hour is late and I am weary. Be that as it may – the fact remains that the season is not yet officially over, although to all practical intents and purposes it had just as well be, and if your memory isn’t retentious enough to recall all that’s happened the past two months, you don’t deserve special attention.
So I’ll just remark that the Big Six teams were divided into two brackets. The Cornhuskers, Wildcats and Sooners won the right to occupy the top half; the Jayhawkers, Cyclones and Tigers were forced to content themselves with what was left.
This is two-thirds – or slightly better – in keeping with my forecast made last September. I said Nebraska and Oklahoma would be near the top, that Kansas would be with them if Prof. Lindsey found a center and quarterback in time and that Kansas State was best prepared to raise hell.
Kansas State did so – magnificently. Young Prof. Lindsey never did find the kids for whom he sought so diligently and at times frantically. Iowa State had better spirit, higher determination, that year ago. I salute Dr. Veenker. Old Mizzou alone of all the associates plunked to a new low. I offer my sympathy to young Mr. ... . I add that I admire his ... – and wish him better fortune.
Nebraska is 29-17 all-time against Iowa.
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