outhby's opponents naturally played for him
all the time, the play was stopped. Today Captain Edwards had displayed
an almost uncanny ability to "get" Elliston when the play was in his
direction, and so far the blonde-haired star had failed to distinguish
himself save in that one thirty-three-yard gambol at the beginning of
the contest. What might happen later was problematical, but so far
Brimfield had solved Elliston fairly well.
A guard seldom has an opportunity to pose in the limelight, and so you
are not to hear that Don pulled off any brilliant feats that afternoon.
What he did do was to very thoroughly vindicate Mr. Robey's selection of
him for Gafferty's position by giving an excellent impersonation of a
concrete block on defence and by doing rather better than he had ever
done before when his side had the ball. Don had actually speeded up
considerably, much as Tim had assured him he could, and while he was
still by no means the snappiest man in the line, nor was ever likely to
be, he was seldom far behind his fellows. For that matter the whole line
of forwards was still much slower than Mr. Robey wanted them at that
time of year, and Don showed up not badly in comparison. After all, what
is needed in a guard is, first and foremost, fighting spirit, and Don
had that. If he was a bit slower to sense a play, a little later in
getting into it, at least when he did start he started hard and tackled
hard and always played it safe. In the old days when a guard had only
his small territory between centre and tackle to cover, Don would have
been an ideal player for the position, but now, when a guard's duties
are to free-lance, so to speak, from one end of the line to the other
and to get into the play no matter where it comes, Don's qualifications
were more limited. A guard in these amazing times is "soldier and sailor
too," and Don, who liked to deal with one idea at a time, found it a bit
confusing to have to grapple with a half-dozen!
Brimfield returned to the battle at the beginning of the second half
highly resolved to take no more fooling from her opponent. Fortune
ordered it that the south goal should fall to her portion and that a
faint but dependable breeze should spring up between the halves. That
breeze changed Coach Robey's plans, and the team went on with
instructions to kick its way to within scoring distance and then batter
through the line at any cost. And so the spectators were treated to a
very pre
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