Port Byron High School - Echo Yearbook (Port Byron, IL)

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There night from llHey , back stant The l The 1 there haps with. It is line as we in t THE FELLOW IN THE GRANDSTATD was Hone of those fellowsn at the football game the other T It was the night Beloit High School took a shellacking iacine Rorlick. e iwhat the hell! this fellow would yell when 3 big asain tame tearing through an outweighed Beloit line for a sub- al gain. NThere's that line?u ne was flat on its face and not enjoying the experience ne wasn't flat on its face by choice. It was pushed It was flattened by force and superior weight and per E little more aggressiveness than it expected to meet up E 't much fun being a lineman, esp cially an outweighed n, fen the enemy is on the march, and maybe it's just l the Purple lineman couldn't hear what that fellow high stands was saying. They wouldn't have enjoyed it. This Eellow was a strategist, too. nDon't pass nowu, he'd yell when llN'0mvl woul lous eloit took over. Beloit would pass for a first down. s the time to passn, he'd shout a moment later. Beloit try a poke at the line, not too successfully. nOh, the expurgatesu, he'd scream. nThey can't do nuthin' rightn. NWhere's the interference?N this guy would bellow. The inter- fere smacl inte that But for suff and half foot At t worl Ther cept But foot a tr ce was picking itself up from the places it had been ed down. Youfd think this grandstvnd Cicero believed the ference was getting itself up-ended on wurnose and because is the way to engoy yourself on the gridiron. he loudest Bellows and the choicest epithets were reserved muffed catch by a pass receiver. Ah, the pain that guy red, way up there in the stands. He'd yowl and he'd moan c'd scream and he'd cuss. All because a boy who raced way down the field to take the pass hzd let a wet slipeery all get away from him. at precise moment there wasn't any unhappier boy in the than the kid who had let the ball slip through his hands. was nothing he had wanted more to do than make that re- on good. he fan in the stands-this raucous guy who knows just how all should be played-didn't see it that way.f The kid was mp and a lout and a loafcr. So was the Coach and so was

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the r the 5 fell, stand stop off h ferec Nobody, probably not even the iiccolo player in nd, w s worth a damn there usually re two or three guys lik that in the They are the guys who want every gam von They don't team th1t's clicking They don't sec the kid shaving s aches wh n he's wust b en thrown thr e feet in the air A LI . 5 T - o f a '.o . . H J c 2 .' see t e kid in the center of the line playing his heart out to .- ' e e , e ' ' 1 ' ' , 1 .I . G - . J O - qs and h numbe in th All t winni misse termi is hi chief it's win j Even when ing. they be pl Pr. Yritte iia so The ga I 's picking himself off the ground One wallop among the that kid has taken during the game would put ur. Raucous nfracture wardu for a month. - ie Mr. Raucouscs think no team looks good unless it is g. All the Mr. Raucouses seem to think when a play fire it is because of nisplayg they never see that de- ed hoy on thc opposite team may have messed it up, which assignment to do. The Mr. Raucouscs miss a lot, and amonr their over-sights is the very great oversight that game that is being played by a lot of boys who want to st as much as any fan in the stands wants them to win. r. Raucous. That is the kind of a team you'rc seeing ou watch a Purple squad in action. Those kids are try- They're trying hard. And thcy're good. Of course, if ere as good as Mr. Raucous thinks they ought to be they'd ying for Mr. Lambeau or Mr. Halas. But sometimes even mbcau's hired men lose. The bums! - n and printed by permission of Dobson, Publisher of ily News, Beloit, Wisconsin