No one was stopping the pounding feet of Wild William this time. For 63 yards he ripped down the field to plant the ball in the end zone and bring the count up to an impossible 33-30. It was McCall's third touchdown of the day, and he had matched the great Booth in scores, thrills and success.
Yale was on the run. Where Booth had run the Dartmouth team ragged in a blistering second period, Booth now was only the leader of a fast fading football team. The spotlight had moved away from the Little Boy Blue of New Haven, and now it was suddenly pointed straight at the lithe form of Bill Morton.
The fourth period was half away. It was Dartmouth's ball on the Green 40-yard line and Morton slung that little behind-the-line forward pass to Bill Brister. Brister, with a lion's heart, was away for 23 yards. The Dartmouth attack stalled, and it was fourth down with yards to go. Again Morton called on a forward pass and the nimble fingers of McCall clutched the ball and he was away. But Fate was unkind this time and although McCall carried all the way to the Yale tenyard line, he was smothered under an avalanche of Blue jerseys. Once the line was hit and a five-yard penalty was imposed and the stage was set for the greatest decision that Bill Morton will make for the rest of his college career.
With the multitude of eyes looking down at him and the volley of cheers coming up like thunder from the Green stands, Morton dropped back from center and raised his arms for quiet.
DARTMOUTH 33, YALE 33 Morton passes to Donner for 20 yards at the close of the first period. Shortly after Morton kicked a field goal for the first score of the game.
HARVARD 7, DARTMOUTH 6 Hal Mackey has just received a pass from Morton which was good for twelve yards. He is being tackled by Crickard (42).