Somerville High School - Radiator Yearbook (Somerville, MA)

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18 SOM ICR VILLK HIGH SCHOOL RADIATOR wonderful forward passes worked by Bob .McPhail and Captain Kclliher were a feature of the game. Captain Kclliher. McPhail and Goodwin were the shining tights for Somerville. Zarakov and Duffy excelled for Cambridge Latin. CAMBRIDGE LATIN. SOMERVILLE. J. Sullivan, l.e. .. Clvdc. Benedict. l.t M. Sullivan, l.g. . Anderson, c . .c.. Campbell. Wells Smith, r.g Redman, r.t .... Groden, r.e l.e., Kclliher Shea. Fitzgerald. qi , .q.b., Goodwin. Bhea Zarakov. (Tonin. l.li.b r.h.b.. Bucklev Duffv. r.h.b .... l.li.b.. McPhail Frie. f.b...................f.b.. Marmatul Score—Cambridge Latin. 14; Somerville High. 0. Touchdowns—Made by Duffy and Zarakov Goals from touchdowns—Made by Zarakov (2). Referee— Remmert. Umpire—Scanlon. Lines- man—OTIern. Time—ICight-minute periods. Somerville 0, Newton 41 Somerville met defeat at the hands of Newton at Dilbov Field, Somerville, by a score of 41 to 0. In the first three minutes Newton scored a touchdown by a trick end run. Little needs to be said outside of that the orange and black players proved too fast for the red and blue warriors, and at the end of the first half the score stood 27 to 0 in favor of Newton. As in the Cambridge Latin game, Somerville came back strong in the second half and made large gains by line plunges. Newton’s line seemed to crumble for a few plays and then it turned to a stone wall. Somerville tried some forward passes, but they did not prove very suc- cessful. On one of these passes, Garritv intercepted the ball and carried it for a touchdown. T. Bowen kicked the goal, bringing the score to 34 to 0. Newton’s lateral passing and a clever end run by their quarterback for a touchdown advanced the score to 41 to 0. T. Bowen again kicked the goal. In the last minute to play. Bob Buckley’s thirty-five-yard run brought the Somerville rooters to their feet, but all their hopes vanished, tor as he was tackled, the whistle blew and the game was over. Captain Kclliher played his usual game, while the work of Marmaud. McPhail and Buckley stood cut. Garritv. Stafford and Bowen did good work for Newton. NEWTON HIGH. SOMERVILLE HIGH. Jenkins, Blair. Dunlop, Andres, l.e. r.c.. Fermoyle, Aldrich Johnson, Cartwright, l.t. ...r.t. McKclvey. Fuller Goddard, Regan, l.g..............r.g., Sullivan T. Bowen. Weymouth, c... .c.. Campbell. I. Well:» (j. Bowen. Lcete, Oakes, Leahy, r.g. l.g.. Hopkins Pratt. Lovcjoy, r.t........l.t., Caradi. Casey Osborne. Tedesco. Duane. Chappie, r.e. l.e., Kclliher Stafford, q.b..............q.b.. Shea. Goodwin O’Donnell. McQueston. Hardy, l.li.b. r.h.b., Buckley, Wells. McPhail Garritv. Salinger. Valentine, r.h.b. l.li.b.. McPhail. Wells Kohler. Brewer. Hurley, f.b. f.b.. Marmaud. Buckley Score—Newton High, 41 Somerville High, 0. Touchdowns—Made by Stafford (4). Garritv (2j Goals from touchdowns—Made by 'I'. Bowen (5). Referee—hi. P. Woodlock. Umpire—J. W. Mooney. Linesman—Prendergast. Time—Eight- minute periods. WINNING HIS LETTER (Continued from Page 9.) lie would get his letter after the season was over, but it would be nothing more to him than a mere piece of bunting if the other members of the eleven thought he had not earned it. His dis- appointment was keen, for lie knew he would not have another chance to distinguish himself. The day lor the Union game finally arrived, and excitement at Essex High was keyed to its highest pitch. 'Hie annual game was rated as a classic in Delaware interscholastic sporting circles, for the elevens were evenly matched and the state titie was hanging in the balance. A vast assemblage was on hand to witness the gladiators of the gridiron fight for supremacy, and blaring bands were there to liven the atmos- phere. The red jerseys of the Essex eleven and the blue jerseys of Union made a pretty spectacle and presented a miniature Harvard-versus-Vale battle. The galaxy of stars in the opposing line- ups. and the fact that neither team had been scored on for the season, increased the interest of the title combat. At last the game began, and from the very monienr that the hollow boom which announced the kick-off was heard, to the end of the first quarter the teams kept the frenzied mob on its feet. Even Lee Castleton. on the sidelines, downcast as he was. could not help feeling thrilled at the. glorious sight. Every inch of ground was cieanly fought for. and some of those youths who had fought in the trenches and chanced to be in the game, displayed that same grit and courage on the football field that they

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somfrvilll men school radiator 17 The football season has arrived, and Somer- ville. in spite of its late start, has displayed won- derful spirit, as nearly 100 candidates have signed up. Mr. Ayer, the newly appointed coach, assumed •charge of the team on September 28. Previous to his taking charge, the boys had been coached by Tom Scanlon. Dina Reardon and Mr. Cuddy. The schcoll owes these Somerville High School graduates many thanks for their splendid work while the boys were without an official coach. There is something for every one to do. Buy tickets for every game, go to the games, and cheer. If Coach Ayer does not produce a champion team, let the students help the cheer leaders produce a champion cheering section. Individual Players Dan Kelliher. captain of this year’s football team and veteran of two years, is back in his usual form. Bob McPhail, our star backfield man and vet- eran of two years, is back with his usual mania for making end runs. McKelvey, also a veteran, is considered a regu- lar guard on the left of the line. Sandstrom. another veteran and star drop kicker, is back in good form. Bob Buckley, a veteran backfield man. is ex- pected to perform good work. Calderoni. a veteran of last year, is expected to do some fast work in the line. Marmaud, a veteran plunger, is welcomed back, and is expected to fill Simpson's place. Our New Coach Arthur (“Dutch”) Ayer was born in Lawrence. Mass., where he attended the Methuen Grammar School, situated on the outskirts of Lawrence. Later he attended the Lawrence High School. After graduating from high school, he went to Phillips F.xetcr and Dean Academy. From Dean Academy he went to Colbv. from which he trans- ferred t' Springfield, to take a course in physical directing. Mr. Ayer went in for all kinds of athletics, and in football became Maine’s star quarterback. At basebal1 he played left and centn field; on the track team he was considered a dashing relay man and at hockev played centre. “Dutch” Ayer became so proficient in athletics that he became physical director or coach, in some places both, at the following colleges, schools and universities; Coached Concord (X. H.) High School for two years. Norwich University one year, coach and athletic director of Holyoke High School for one year, athletic director and coach at Portland Naval Station during the war. director of physical training and athletics of New York State in 1919. director of athletics and recreation at Greenfield (Mass.) Tap and Dye Corporation, and last year athletic coach of Boston University. Somerville 0, Cambridge Latin 14 Somerville was defeated at Dilboy Field. Som- erville, in the first game of the season with a score of 14 to 0. In the first half luck was against Somerville, for when Bob McPhail. after making a thirty - five-yard run. lost the pigskin, it was picked up by a Cantab player, who ran for a touchdown. The goal was kicked by Zarakov. This piece of bad iuck seemed to dishearten the red and blue players, as Zarakov went through and around the line for large gains. Zarakov took the ball on the fourteen-yard line and ran around the line for a touchdown. Zarakov again kicked the goal. I:i the second half the Somerville boys came back with the old light, and it looked as if they would score. The ball was carried to Cambridge Latin’s five-yard line, but Somerville lost their chances of scoring by a costly fumble. The

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SOMERVILLE HIGH had showed while braving the perils of No Man's I-and. “Fight and fight hard.”’ was the motto of the teams, and they did. The contest waxed hot and furious in the opening quarter and ended with the ball in the centre of the field in Union’s ] ossession. A close observer of the game, after witnessing the two elevens fight so splendidly in the initial quarter with neither showing an advantage over the other, might have declared that the contest would end scoreless, but the “breaks” of tin- game must alwavs be considered. In this case the Union team got the first break. It was an unusual occurrence, and a hard blow to the Essex team and its supporters. The Union quarter had signalled to a fleet end lor a forward. The pigskin, however, never reached its destination, for an alert Essex lines- man blocked the pass. In the act of blocking the pass, the linesman stumbled and the ball, strik- ing him in the chest, bounced off into the arms of a Union half-back, who, quick to grasp the situa- tion. started to sprint with an open field ahead of him. and before the bewildered F.ssex players could realize it. a six point lead had been chalked up against them. They had been scored upon for the first time that season by an opposing eleven. A bit chagrined, nevertheless accepting the shock like true sportsmen, the Essex eleven lined up under their goal posts, 'midst the deafening cheering of the spectators. The Union captain. Hushed by the unexpected touchdown and doubtlessly rattled by the reigning confusion, missed the goal and so the score stood at six. The elevens lined up a gam and the battle waged evenly. The half ended with Union holding their six point lead. The intermission was gladly welcomed by the tired players. Coach Edwards, undismayed by the score against his charges, lectured to them calmly and encouraged them in everv way. The third quarter found Essex fighting the best battle of its career and Union defending its goal valiantly. The massive red-jerseyed backs pounded the Union line incessantly, and Captain Saunders, the Essex quarter, using all his strategy to pilot his eleven to victory, received- round after round of applause for his brilliant', ■clashing plays. The period ended with I nion holding their fierce rivals on the forty-yard line. The last quarter, the Essex mentor played down his best cards and pinned his hopes in tin- ability of his men to come through. It was time for the stonewall line of Union to crumble. Reserves were rushed in on both sides to strengthen the weaker spots in the opposing grid machines. SCHOOL RADIATOR 19 Essex started a last march with the ball in its possession. A series of brilliantly executed for- ward passes gained precious ground, and the heavy line plunging of the red jerseys began to tell and netted yard after yard. The Union line • altered! Essex had the ball on the twenty-five yard line. 1 he supreme moment had come; a secret play which Edwards had told Saunders to save until the last was about to be used. Captain Saunders gave the signals and received the ball. 1 he Essex linesmen fell back as if by magic in a double line, the backs rushed forward and Saunders in ; Hash was completely surrounded bv Ins fellow players. The body id players advanced speedily like a red phaianx and crushed the Union line. The plucky Union players rallied and. holding on tenaciously, split up the body-guard and brought Saunders to earth on the ten-yard stripe. Edwards’ wonder play had counted for twenty big yards, but it was only gained at a great cost, for several moments afterwards it was discov- ered that Saunders had wrenched his ankle severely in the triumphant rush. It was a stag- gering blow to the hopes of the Essex eleven. A moment ago victory was imminent, now defeat was inevitable. The morale of the Essex boys was crushed when they saw their gallant leader being assisted to the sidelines. Then his successor, the diminutive Lee Castle- ton. ran to take his place. The spectators gasped ip astonishment on seeing the midget. It seemed incredible that the little fellow could do anything among his tall and heavy comrades. This was a battle of giants, and everyone failed to see how Castleton would fit in the gruelling struggle. He was greeted sullenly by the tired, groggy Essex players, while the Union men grinned and took the change as a joke. There were three scant minutes left to play when the teams lined up. The crowds figured it would be all over in a few rushes. Castleton, cool and determined, fully understanding the feelings of his fellow players, went to work with one view in mind, that being to win his letter hon- orably hi the eyes of ail his companions. “11 17- 23-34-50.” The little quarter was harking the signals in a snappy fashion and it was as good as a tonic t the red jerseys. lie repeated the signals calling for a forward pass to the right end. The play, to the surprise of all. netted live yards. They were in the shadow of the goal posts now. and the next play was a decisive one. I he Essex players, sweating with excitement, and fighting doggedly, expected Castleton to give the ball to one of the big backs and make a final eflfori to break clean through (Continued on Page 22.)