Anti-Climax in the Bowl

The story of the Yale game was a dismal affair. Dartmouth went down into the Bowl and lost all of its spirit, dash and drive and came out on the short end of a 6-0 score which appeared to be just what Yale planned.

The tradition of time was not to be denied. Yale went after and scored its lone touchdown in the second period, and thereafter a colorless Yale team folded into defensive football which proved ultimately to be good strategy, for Dartmouth packed no winning punch.

The game was thoroughly disappointing. Something had failed to click and the result was unintelligible. The defensive football which was played by Yale was apparent in the fact that all afternoon Yale tried only two passes while Dartmouth was throwing 31, but the Elis were ahead 11-9 in first downs.

Yale's only score came after an offensive drive which carried 49 yards and culminated with Andy Callan, a third string back, going over for the touchdown through the strong side of the Dartmouth line—Bill Hoffman and Phil Glazer.

Several times during the game the Green was within scoring distance, and twice forward passes were grounded in the end zone with a score in sight. All afternoon Dartmouth tried its repertoire of plays, but they had either been well scouted or else they were not powerful enough, for they were stopped within scoring distance.

The team came back to Hanover completed subdued. The student body did not offer much assistance, and I firmly believe that half the trouble of the present season was due to the perfect apathy of a student body which did not seem to care what happened. After the Yale game was over, student interest fell completely off, the cheer leaders were probably the world's worst and nobody cared.

The New Hampshire game drew a crowd because of the annual Fall House Parties, and a team considerably altered with substitutes filling in went through the motions of defeating the Wildcats by a 25-0 score. At that, it was a lifeless game, and only the insertion of Jack Hill and Wilbur Powers pepped things up to such an extent that the latter scored two touchdowns and the former was impressive in his passing.

I wonder if the average Dartmouth follower up here in these hills knew that the team entrained for Cornell. There were no cheers, no send off and no bands, and the team left on a dismal Friday morning for the final objective game.

They were quartered in the railroad yards of East Ithaca and faced Cornell the following day. And Cornell's Big Red team paid up all past debts with touchdowns as legal tender and points after as interest to bury Dartmouth under a Dobie avalanche 21-6.