BROWN 20, DARTMOUTH 13
All things considered, however, the next week was even more dismal. It is one thing to be soundly trounced by an admitted powerhouse such as Penn, against whom the best we reasonably expected was to look reasonably good in defeat. It is quite another to go into a game a two-touchdown favorite, such as we did against Brown, and come out on the short end of the score. This was the first time Brown has defeated Dartmouth since 1928.
This game was lost where most games are lost—namely, on the forward wall. With Clucas completely out at left tackle and his understudy Hal Lewis available for only limited service; with Art Young depleting one guard slot to fill in at tackle; and with Don Alvarez not at full strength at the other guard, the Green line was a mere shadow of its former self for this encounter. The Brown line, with several backersup playing in the back pockets of the forwards, was able substantially to shackle the Dartmouth attack, with a couple of notable exceptions.
The game was only a few minutes old when the shape of things to come was outlined and Dartmouth was shocked to find herself fighting against a surging Brown team on her own five-yard line. This initial attack was successfully repulsed by the Green, but the Brownies came back with a 35-yard scoring pass which put them out in front 7-0, a position they were to relinquish only briefly for the rest of the afternoon. Dartmouth came gamely back to tie the count in the second period, with a 15-yard pass from Pensavalle to Monahan which was caught at midfield by the lanky Mo who continued on to pay dirt. George Pulliam came through with the extra point, leaving the score tied 7-7 at the half.
Brown forged ahead again in the third quarter with a touchdown and conversion, which left the count 14-7 at the end of that stanza. In the final frame, the Indians produced their second scoring pass, this one a 15-yard toss from Pensavalle to end Bob Poet (who has caught one or more long passes in every game so far, one good for our only touchdown against Pennsylva- nia). At this point, Pulliam's attempted conversion was blocked, leaving the Indians trailing by what looked to be one great big point at 14-13. The next kickofi, coming in the closing moments of the game, was fumbled by Pensavalle who looked on this afternoon, as one perceptive scribe put it, very much like the girl with the curl in the nursery jingle. Brown pounced on the ball and soon advanced it to the five, principally by the aid of a 15-yard penalty for unnecessary roughness against the Indians. On the last play of the game, Brown punched over for its final touchdown, thereby adding additional salt to an already smarting wound.
In the matter of those statistics so dear to the heart of the sportswriter, the contest was about even—not that that is any consolation, but it gives you an idea. Brown made 12 first downs to our 11, they gained 163 yards to our 158 by rushing, they completed 7 out of 14 passes, compared to our 4 out of 13 (two of which, as you remember, went for our only touchdowns). For the third successive week, we were sorely handicapped in the kicking de- partment, with Captain Tom Douglas available for only extremely limited serv- ice and the rest of the duties handled not too satisfactorily by various other opera- tives. Little Carll Tracy, substituting for Larry Bartnick at left halfback, was the outstanding running back for the Green, but what with one thing and another that is somewhat faint praise. The Penn game apparently took a great deal out of the team, as suggested above, and they were definitely not at their best on this brisk fall afternoon.
BEHIND A GOOD SCREEN OF BLOCKERS, little Connie Pensavalle '49 (number 24), pitches a forward in the direction of Bob Poet '46 (number 84). Seconds after this picture was snapped, Poet snared the pass in the Syracuse secondary for a sizable gain. Pensavalle sparked a 20-14 win over the Orange.
TWISTING OUT OF THE GRASP OF A SYRACUSE TACKLER, Carll Tracy '49, third string left halfback, is on his way for a 44-yard scoring romp. The first Dartmouth player to the left is Mo Monahan '45, first team left end, on his way to do some downfield blocking, with added downfield protection coming up in the person of Fran O'Brien '4B, second team right half, running along the sideline.
THE JINX BROKEN AT LAST, Bob McLaughry '44, son of the Big Green coach, is playing his first varsity football since starring on the spectacular freshman eleven in the fall of 1940.
