St Johns College - Ozanam Yearbook (Toledo, OH)

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56 THE OZANAM John's can always fall back for down, on him. High Sghggl We are already prepared Fggigball to state that Mr. Crowley, S. J., has lost no time in preparing a football schedule of some preten- sions for next fall. It carries Woodward Tech and Central High as its two brightest spots. Last year's High School football squad was surprisingly successful, since it tied Central in a remarkably thrilling game: but this next fall we hope for more than a tie. Something will certainly have to be done to avenge the defeats Central sneaked over on us in the past basketball season. Captain McKinnon will be absent from next year's lineup, as will numerous other starsg but vacancies have a consoling habit of taking care of themselves. Consequently, we're going to look forward with great expectation to a thrilling season for the High School football team of 1925. The tentative schedule follows: Sept. 25-Wauseon ftherej. Oct. 3-Open. Oct. 10-Maumee ftherel. Oct. I7-Woodward. Oct. 24.-St. Paul's of Norwalk ftherel . Oct. 31-Central Catholic of Tiffin ftherel. Nov. 7-St. Wendelin's fherel. Nov. I4-Central. Nov. 21-Open. High Sql-1991 The High School base- Bageball ball team has been prac- tising regularly for the last two months. On May 2 I st, they showed the result by walloping St. Joseph's High of Erie to the tune of I7 to 7. ,It was a rather cool day and the pitchers didn't get the proper heat worked into their arms, so the contest was a rather free hitting affair. The game was played at Erie: and Meyers was on the mound for St. John's. Scott High was played the week before, but Santee, the pitcher for the Collingwood nine, was having a good day and seemed to be finding the corners. He struck out sixteen, which is pretty good pitch- ing for any team to have. On May 26th, the High School took on Central High at Willys Park and May 28th, witnessed a clash between Tri-State Business University and the Saints.

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