St Ignatius High School - Ignatius Yearbook (Chicago, IL)

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IQ47 Football Lea ue Game by IACK MCSHERRY. '48, Sports Editor, JOHN CELLA, '48, DICK WILLIAMS, '48 and ED CONDON, '49, Assistant Sports Editors St. Ignatius vs. Loyola After gaining much needed experience in practice games with Mt. Carmel and De La Salle, the St. Ignatius Wolves tackled their friendly rival Loyola in the first league game of the season. Due to the superior weight and speed ot the Loyola team, which later went on to Win the North Section champion- ship, the outclassed lggie stalwarts had to be contented with one touchdown by Abata in the third quarter. The final score was Loyola 45, lgnatius 6. St. Ignatius vs. St. Philip Still slightly bruised but highly spirited, I. I. I. Sullivan 1501 starting on 40 yard touchdown iaunt in Philips game. Dick Abata f48J runs inter- ference. Other Ignatius players identifiable on this play are Don Brice 145D and lack Sweeney C47D. Coach Malliard is on the sideline. the rampaging Wolves ran over their tradi- tional foes, St. Philip, making it the 19th con- secutive time that the lggie boys have gone undefeated against the fellows from lackson Boulevard. Tres lay Sullivan started the business on a iorty yard touchdown run in the first quarter. Bob Williams made it 7 with his educated toe. St. Philip managed to push over a touchdown before the half ended, so that the half-time score read: Ignatius 7, Philip 6. Big Train Abata ploughed thirty-five yards to pay dirt in the third quarter. The fourth quarter was highlighted by a beauti- ful fifty yard pass from Abata to Sullivan who was downed on the five. On the next

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Frank had walked for hours racking his brain to discover what he might do to avoid or prevent what seemed to be the inevitable. A cold sweat covered him from head to foot, his clothing hung loosely on him dampened through and through by perspiration. His mind wandered over the day's events, how awe-stricken he had been at the Gypsy's proclamation, how people had stared at him as he ran along the street imploring every passer-by to save him, until finally when his frenzied fear had seemed to reach its bursting point, a strong hand had seized him by the arm, and the cold, hard voice of a policeman had barked, What's the trouble, buddy? He was taken to the station and there, in a state of near-hysteria, told his story to the desk sergeant. He was re- leased and told to return to his hotel room. Suddenly Franks mind began to clear, he started to think straight. His pace quick- ened, the perspiration disappeared from his forehead and his mind began to function with the precisioned deadliness of a hunted criminal. He stopped momentarily at a hardware store, deposited a small brown package in his pocket and then made a bee- line for his hotel. When Talbot arrived at his apartment in the hotel it was 7:15 P. M .... only an hour left. He turned over and over in his mind what the Gypsy had said, Beware of the man that knocks ,... beware of the man that knocks on your door at 8:15 tonight. Time dragged slowly by, but at last the large hand on his watch pointed to twelve and the small one to eight. Only fifteen minutes remaining in which to act. He rose, walked across the hall to an empty room he had access to and waited in the darkened room with the door slightly ajar. The ticking of his watch sounded like the pounding of a drum as Frank Talbot waited for the ominous minute of 8:15 P. M. to arrive. 8:09, 8:10, 8:ll. Slowly, slowly they passed, the resounding beats of Franks heart counting each second. At 8:18 Frank drew the brown package from his pocket. With steady hands he took the paper off a piece of cold, black metal. He checked it carefully, loaded it and pointed the business end of a .45 automatic at the door of his room. At 8:15 sharp the figure of a man walked up to Franks room and knocked on his door. He waited until the man knocked a second time, then pumped four bullets into the strangers back. Frank shuddered as he saw the figure of his brother Tom on the hall floor. He quickly recalled how he had promised Tom to pay him the 35.00 he owed him on this night. Momentarily Frank was paralized with fear, grief, and bewilderment. Nl shot my brother Tom in cold blood. Suddenly doors began to open, people be- gan to run down the hall to the scene of the crime. Slowly, slowly Frank backed away, nodding his head, telling himself he could not have possibly done this. He in- creased his backward pace slightly and be- fore he could realize what was happening, his feet rose to the height of his head and he felt himself falling. Frank had backed through an open window and plunged ten stories to the pavement below. All was sud- denly quiet. The only sound was that of a small newsboy announcing in a strident voice, Get your paper here, insane Gypsy arrested on Seventh Avenue. Get your paper here. His voice faded in the distance, and Death strode elsewhere to ferret out new victims.

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play Sully went over for a touchdown and Williams added one, making the score 20 to 6. The final mark was added on another Abata to Sullivan pass, good for fifteen yards and I. I. I. ran the remaining fifteen yards to pay dirt. Final score: Ignatius 26, Philip 6. St. Ignatius vs. De Paul Ignatius went on its first visit to Key Branch and made it a joyous one to the tune of 31 to 6 at the hands of De Paul's Blue Demons. After four minutes of play the Wolves tal- lied on a twenty yard jaunt by Dick Cronin. Score: 6-U. The Demons got to work and made it 6 to 6 in the second quarter. They again drove their way down to the Iggie three but lost the ball on downs because of a staunch line of Wolves. Triple Iay then took over on a sparkling ninety-seven yard run, high- lighted by some beautiful, savage blocking. This made the score l2 to 6. In the second half Big Train Abata crossed the goal line after a seventy-five yard jaunt and the Educated Toe added one to make it 19 to 6. Sullivan again scored after a stupendous, somersaulting catch of Abata's pass. Score: 25-6. Dick Cronin added the final mark in the last quarter on two runs of twenty and twenty-five yards respectively. Final score: 31-6. Sparkling defensive play by capable reserves, Bob Williams and Larry Amato, in the waning minutes of play gave the lgna- tius cheering section something to yell about. St. Ignatius vs. Trinity It was a case of Veni, vidi, vici, in the l-loly Trinity game. Savage, vicious block- ing was the highlight of this game. The lggie boys were really rolling now. The Trinity game made it the third straight for the Wolves. Slightly awed by the fact that Trinity scored first lgnatius received the ball and in three plays Sullivan carried the pigskin over on an off tackle jaunt for thirty yards. The score at the half was 6 to 6. In the second half I. I. I. sped twenty-five yards for the second lggie score, Williams adding one point: 13 to 6. With quarterback Bill i'Smoothie Malone calling the signals and Big Train clicking on his passes, Sullivan scored twice more on his famous off-tackle play. Williams added one more to bring the final score to 26 to 6. St. Ignatius vs. St. George After two minutes of playing time was over, I. I. I. went for seventy-two yards but a penalty brought it back. The Dragons took the ball over on downs and conducted their only sustained drive which ended in a touchdown and a point after touchdown. Abata was in gloom when his touchdown was called back. After George drove to the lgnatius thirty, Garvin intercepted a George pass and continued on to the George nine- teen yard line. Then Sullivan went over. Bob Williams added the point to make the score 7 to 7. When George attempted a quick kick in the third quarter, Garvin blocked it and re- covered it on the six. Abata then plunged over. Score: l3-7.