He twisted to his left, dodged a Harvard man and was away for the touchdown. No wonder they sing the praises of this man McCall in Hanover! Morton missed the try for point, and the score was Dartmouth 6, Harvard 0 before the crowd was all seated.
That score stayed at 6-0 through three and a half dogged periods. Three and a half periods which saw the Harvard power-plant charge up and down the field and stall before the goal line. Only the fighting hearts and courage of the Dartmouth line held back that Crimson wave. It was Jack Crickard banging the line and the Dartmouth guards and tackles taking terrific punishment.
Consider the mechanics of that second period. Down at Yale the second canto had been a wild scoring jamboree with both teams wide open. Here in the stadium it was Harvard power, always pushing toward that last white line, and the educated toe of Bill Morton kicking out of danger. You say that a man is under pressure who kicks from his own end zone? Morton did it three times in this period!
He once caught Barry Wood's punt on his 12-yard line and was downed. Then came a holding penalty, which was enforced to the limit, which is the goal line, and Morton was standing nine yards into his end zone when he kicked. The next Harvard punt was outside on the five-yard line, and again Morton was backed into his end zone.
In each case Harvard started down the field after receiving the ensuing Morton punt, but somewhere in that dangerous ground the Crimson attack would stall. For the third time in a row Wood kicked to the ten-yard line or better, and again a penalty was imposed, this time for five yards.