LAWRENCE, Kans. — Well, sir, you'd have thought that 16-to-7 score was achieved against the Gophers or Pitt, instead of the Jayhawks, those respected but generally unsuccessful rivals since football's very beginning in the Valley domain.
All the town of Lawrence's stout gendarmerie has just now reinforced most of Mount Oread's male student body around the south goal posts. Upon their massed numbers marches a hollering gang from up Nebraska-way, boy undergraduates and not a few husky adults.
These Nebraskans have just seen their football team turn its sixth game into its first victory, thereby forestalling the possibility of a worse season that that of 1899, which still must stand as the worst ever.
These Nebraskans have seen their football team score 16 points by practically every known means save those familiar one of forward passing and running from scrimmage. They have seen a Kansas team that was superior almost throughout at these fundamental tactics licked by opportunism that varied from the spectacular to the ludicrous.
The Nebraskans' march becomes a menacing, heavy spring as they bear down upon the defenders of the home goal posts. Behind the Nebraskans their band tootles deliriously. The band doesn't tootle swing music. It blares good old "U-U-U-N-I" as in the days of almost unbroken triumphs.
But the celebrating Nebraskans cannot succeed as their football boys succeeded. They break against the rampart of Kansans and bounce back upon each other.
So joyously they re-form their ranks, behind the band this time, and off they go to the town of Lawrence's business section, there to rub it in on some 16 thousand K. U. homecomers who for some minutes this afternoon whooped their acclaim of what seemed certain to be a glorious jinx-busting.
But the jinx managed to regain control three minutes before the final gunshot. Then Kansas led, 7 to 6, through a third-and-fourth quarter passing-and-running drive that shot Eldreth Calwalader, an understudy back, across from the three and a placement point by the toe of Chet Gibbens, another substitute.
These seven points surpassed the six made by the Huskers midway of the opening period on the very punt return reverse that almost licked Pitt a year ago.
German Herman Rohrig fielded Max Repogle's punt on his own 35, advanced four yards upfield in passing the ball to Jack Dodd, and Jack raced the other 61 yards along the sideline without a Jayhawker touching him.
Indeed, only one Jayhawker threatened, and the half-dozen Husker blockers, having nothing else to do, ganged him. The Huskers didn't make it seven points because Jack Dodd fumbled Chaley Brock's bum snapback.
The jinx, with considerable propriety, took the form of Will Andreson, a youth who was born of Nebraska alumni parents on Kansas soil and nurtured on it until, at the age of 17, he matriculated at the college his Ma and Pa attended.
For two and a half football seasons he has spent most of his time rooting from the bench. When, with a dozen minutes remaining and Kansas ahead by that single point, Major Jones shooed him onto the brown Bermuda playyard to relieve the fagged, valiant Bill Callihan, hardly anyone could have anticipated the developments.
There was nothing in Will Andreson's record to justify expectations of strange and unusual and heroic performances.
But there may have been indications in the day's homecoming happenings, at that. Before Will Andreson entered the proceedings, the customers had been treated to the sight of a fist-fight late in the opening half between Charley Brock and Tackle Mike Silhanick that got them both chased for good, a man walking on his hands from the stadium's topmost tier down to the running track and numerous marvelous contortions by the competing athletes as they tried to push yards of slippery, gooey flooring behind them.
About five minutes remained when Cadwalader fumbled and the weary Callihan recovered on the K. U. 27. Callihan trudged off and Andreson cantered on.
Bus Knight rifled a pass over the line to Lloyd Grimm that advanced the scrimmage 13 yards, Marvin Plock dodged through left tackle for seven more, and then on fourth down, Bill Andreson, from the 16-yard stripe, booted true the first field goal of his nearly-expired varsity career.
That put the Huskers ahead with three minutes to go. Bill Andreson kicked off. Dick Amerine fielded the ball in the end zone and began to sprint. Bus Knight cut him down after he had taken 13 strides into the play area.
Very properly, the Jayhawkers began to pass. Passing had helped tremendously in the drive that put them temporarily ahead. Repogle, Bill Bunsen and Paul Masoner among them had thrown 21 times and not one pitch had been intercepted. Charley Brock had been sorely missed in the flat zone defense.
So Bunsen passed for the twenty-second time. The ball hit the ground. Bunsen tried No. 23 and Will Andreson batted it down. Once more Bunsen cocked his arm. George Seemann cracked him hard as the ball left his hand. The ball bobbled into Bob Mills' arms and Bob ambled untouched the necessary 13 yards for the points that boosed the Huskers' total to 15. Then Will Andreson kicked his second placement to make it 16.
Again Will Andreson kicked off, and again, with scant seconds left, Masoner threw pass No. 25. Bill Andreson made a beautiful swift interception and as Knight split the middle for three on the next play the game ended.
Where have you been for two full campaigns and five games, Will Andreson?
Nebraska is 91-23 all-time against Kansas.
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