Ozark Wesleyan College - Ashlar Yearbook (Carthage, MO)

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eagwrwemigrgsadigrg GSH'-HR Q?3rKlgMf5rQ'e...4'9rQga.4'9r?f? trouble. It was unbelievable. Why should he show a yellow streak on the football field and be a star on the basketball court? That year was a replica of the first. Bil'y played about five minutes in one game, but, well, why tell you the result? But the basketball player was again an entirely different fellow. Our Junior year rolled around. All during the season Billy? tried to conquer his enemy. But the final game of the season came and Billy was still, to all appearances, yellow.' The last game with our deadliest enemy was a nightmare for three quarters. Every backfield man we had was carried off the field until at last with Broadwood leading 13-0, only Billy remained. And so he was sent into the game. V On the first play Broadwoodls left guard tackled Billy and then de- liberately kicked him on the top of his head. And then, wonder of wonders, Billy Sanborn, the coward, the quitter, the man with a yellow streak changed from a trembling bunch of clay into a fighting rampaging demon. He didn't swing at that guard, oh, no. He called his signals, bowed his neck and hit at that guard like a pile driver, ploughed through the opposing line, and then amid the shrieks and cries and yells of the fans gone mad with the lust of battle, he twisted, dodged and tore his way fifty yards to a touchdown! Billy Sanborn had come into his own again. Two minutes were left to play. Was it possible to win? It wasn't possible, but-Billy Sanborn took the kick-off under his own goal posts. Amid a heart-breaking silence, while fans just prayed, he far excelled hfs feat of a minute before. Never had such broken-field running been seen on the Swope gridiron. He stiff-armed, side-stepped, out-ran and out-gentraled opposing tacklers for 95 yards and victory. Joy-crazed students carried him from the field. This story might end right here but there's lots to tell yet. That spring Swope won the basketball championship, but Billy Sanborn was the cause. . The first game of the year was won,29-28. Swope was behind one point till the last ten seconds of the game, when Billy took the ball under the goal and arched a shot the length of the court for a goal and victcry. Then there was the Benton game, when 13 points behind in the last quarter page one hundred sixty-eiglt liQSvm4I3?'Qfenm4g?QlewmefEjQ3 8srl926re3 gtQsea..fegitgga..4l5fQ.em4'E5f ...Q .. 1 ......- .4-1.17---W-.. Adi.. . ir ral ll . gl U V l A 'if fffii' .wwf rll if if lil J l I r l e Q QS: Tl AJ We fl -3- W

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HSHLQR Sgewgmdigg 7, 'gggsnng-gg W, . ie el' li 15 WIP Ill 4'l it ii I 'll' l .L A ill 'T' l l YELLOW By the Athletic Editor Billy Sanborn came to Swope College with a great record as a high school football and basketball player. Students were expecting big things of him. Imagine the surprise, mine as well as every one's else, at not finding him out at the first football practice. He and I were old friends,.as I had attended the same high school as he one year. I hadn't seen him for two years, but when we met the first day of school, we decided to room together. Well, you can imagine that I asked him why he didn't report for practice. He tried to hedge but I in- sisted, so he told me the whole, but he made me swear to secrecy. I did, but I finally made him promise to come out anyway. Next day there was great rejoicing, Billy Sanborn had reported. But soon rejoicing changed to chagrin. Was this the great Billy Sanborn? He stood like one lost, w0uldn't try to run with the ball, and quailed before a charging halfback. He was afraid! Ile was yellow! Students were dis- gusted. It was positively sickening. Things went right on. Billy became an object of scorn, an outcast. But day after day he was out on the field. I knew he wasn't a quitter. A quitter would never have been to practice the second day. Well, Billy didn't even get to play a single minute that year. It nearly broke his heart. But when basketball time rolled around, he was on the court the first day. Say, the coach and everybody else but me got the surprise of his life Swope had never seen such playing. Flashing down the side of the court or dribbling through the entire first team and looping in that ball from every conceivable positior, when the first scrim- mage was over Billy had won his right to a place on the team N0 one could understand the change. But throughout the district that season the playing of Billy Sanborn was heralded far ard wide Onlv one game d'd the team lose to dec7de the champbnship Ard Billy was l id up in the the school g , But when the footba3l season came again again cam Billys old page 0116 l'1UI1dI'Ed SlXfy SSVCI1 ell - 1' , I . il I 7 L , V 1 ls last quarter with a sprained ankle. Billy was re.nstated in the minds of ! u l 1 H K i i 4 +ec.aaeec..4a+ec..4nee+1926+aee.,...gnrec..geeee..4e+s

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' 'P' in - - p--..--. W.- 49..Qf 'cjgg N., sag . gi, our boys scored twenty-two consecutive points for a 40-31 win. Again in .lt the Selvidge game we were behind, only to find in the last few seconds of 135 play on two brilliant boals by Billy. The score was 18-15. if Then came the Broadwood game, and with the battle for the cham- Q y pionship. Two faster and more evenly matched teams could not be found. ii During the first half both sides kept the fans on their feet, bawling and it J cheering madly' at their goa's and heart-rending misses. The half ended 1 16-16. In the third quarter Broadwood pulled away until they were leading 33 26-18. And then Swope came back! Billy roped in a spectacular one-hand .3 shot. And Wilkins and Tolly each added one, and Billy tied the score at lm twenty-six a'l. A Broadwccd forward scored a beautiful goal. There were U two minutes left to go. Swope tried shot after shot trying to score, but the ball simply wouldn't go in. The fans were in hysterics. Billy fouled and .li ,i g the crowd groaned. Broadwood made it and the score was 29-28. Only 4.5 g 20 seconds remained. The time-keeper raised aloft a gleaming gun. Billy I crouched, eyes flashing fire. He took the tip-off, dribbled to the left of the l court and passed to Tolly. Tolly threw, but the ball rolled over the basket. Billy came tearing in at a dead run, took the ball off the backboard, tossed .F with one hand, and then crashed into the wall and dropped limp as a rag. iw jx The crowd groaned and then went wild as the ball rolled round and round, the rim to drop through as the final gun went off. I lg Even after that the climax of this story hasn't been reached. That I comes with the final football game of the following year. Billy had shown himself to be as great a football player as Swope had ever had. That final LJ game was with Broadwood, and neither team had lost a game. ' l It was a terrible day. Cold and rainy and the field was sloppy. But ! ? notwithstanding, it was a wonderful game. Broadway scored first when , ehind the line. Late in the first quarter 'iii they blocked a punt and recovered b Billy crossed the opposition by tossing the mud-coated ball 40 yards for a pass that netted a touchdown. He kicked goal. Score 7-6. i l .. Qi Early in the second quarter, Broadwood ploughed to the three-yard if 'F line, where for three downs the Swope line held. On the last down they . . li K continued on page one hundred eighty .L+ 'W' M af. 1 page one hundred sixty-nine Sql? +iJ1e...J-Jae gwarecwiua Ee-0-l926+4-3 gsrrgwriarrgmmgrymffbd