Westmont Upper Yoder High School - Phoenician Yearbook (Johnstown, PA)

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FOOTBALL INDIVIDUALS Too Row: Julius Little. Andrew Bezek, Harrv Tredennick. James Caddv, Robert Mowrey. Bottom Row: Charles Emeigh. Harry Rodgers. James Maley, Walter Hess. Robert Harley. ' October 23, 1936. DuBois 20-Westmont 7. Last night we went down to defeat again, but not too deep! Again we scored more first downs, but it's still the touch downs that count six points. DuBois had a little back whom we just couldn't hold down. They scored first, but we followed almo-st immediately with our touch down and try for point. Not far along in the second period they again crossed our line. It still looked like a chance, 'but we couldn't score again. Their final score came within a short time of the final whistle. October 31, 1936. Westmont 14-Franklin 7. Hurrah! This afternoon we pulled through again, and the score didn't show quite how well we did. We marched right down Franklin's field to score th.e only touchdown of the first half. The second half we started out again and scored, but too-k a little more time. Not long' afterwards a Franklin linesman inter- cepted aipoorly thrown pass and Wasn't touched until he had crossed into the promised land . He ran about seventy yards for this score. November 6, 1936. Somerset 19-Westmont 0. This afternoon we went to Somerset and were properly Htroiun-ce'd in the 'poorest exhibition of our season. Everything went wrong and it seemed as though Somerset scored at will. I don't like even to think about it. . 1 November 13, 1936. Ebenswburg 26-Westmont 13. Last night at Ebensiburg, I played my last game of W. U. Y. football. Although We again lost, all of us enjoyed the game tothe utmost. An Ebensiburg punt went out of bounds on our two yard line. Their return of Little's'punt1put them in scoring position and they didn't pass up the chance. They weren't cap- able of handling our next advance, though, and we scored almost immediately. This appeared merely to inspire 'a renewed attack by Ebefnsiburg, who scored aglin. Not to be outdone, we again opened up a vicious attack and retaliated. This seemed like a lot of scoring before half time. At the half, the score stood at 20-13, in ofur rivals' favor. The 'second half, scoring was at a comparative standstill, Ehensburg making the remaining six points to win 26-13.

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FQ .. Ft F5 Q A - Fx FOOTBALL SQUAD First Row: Robert Collins, Asst. Mgr.: Joe Evans, Frank Kelly, Lloyd Yost. Elwood Ailes, Thomas DeDD. Robert ldeson, Jack Sheesley, Robert Alwine. John McCleary, Carl Hipp, Robert Sheesley, William Fern. Second Row: Freeman Fullerton, Mgr.: Charles Emeigh, James Maley, Harry Rodgers, James Caddy, Walter Hess, Andrew Bezek, Robert Harley, Harry Tredennick, Allen Jones, Ralph Schneck. Robert Pierce. Julius Little, Captain: John Budash. William Price, Asst. Mgr. Third Row: Millard Robinson, Asst. Coach: William Warren, Paul Beam, Thomas Hickey, Howard ldeson, Jack Watkins, Edward Depp, Edgar Giles, Erwin von Funk, Lloyd Snyder, Alan Alter, Fred Yanker, Carl Engh, Coach. Absent when picture was taken: Paul Wenderoth, Jack Veil, George Thomas. Robert Mowry, Royal Price, George Moran, Yale Wainger, Sammy Nolan, Mike Kocis, Asst. Mgr. THE ATI-ILETICVSEASON OPENS I September 19, 1936. Dear Diary, Westmont 6-Meyersdale 0. To-day our football team started oft' in great fashion by 'beating Meyersdale. It wasn't an impressive victory, and there was plenty of room for improvement, but it certainly felt good to win. Emeigh scored in the first half after a steady march down the field. September 25, 1936. Catholic High 13-Westmont 0. ' I feel tired and discouraged to-day. It's queer how winning or losing affects me. Putting up a great battle last night at the Point stadium didn't score us anything. I guess we must have played well, though, as we held Catholic High with very little gain until those last few minutes. We even outplayed them in first downs. October 3, 1936. Shade Township 13--Westmont 6. Trod down again! I started out by watching the first quarter from the side lines, and what I saw wasn't pleasing. Shade pushed right down to a touchdown. I played the three remaining quarters in gri-ef, Shade scoring once more while we scored our lone touchdown. October 9, 1936. Ferndale 21-Westmont 0. Woe has befallen us. Last night I sat on the bench and watched our arch-rivals, Ferndale, trample us down, and couldn't even have the satisfaction of having a suit on. After waging a fairly even battle, my team-mates tried a fiukey lateral on their own twenty. It was fumbled and recovered by the Ferndale team, who promptly scored. ' This took place within three minutes of half time. The second half, the Yel- low Jackets scored twice more with comparative ease, while our fellows struggled, trying to hold Ferndale's score down. October 16, 1936. Westmont 2-Adams Township 0. This afternoon we swam to victory, and once more I'm happy. In the second quarter, after having pushed Adams against their own goal, one of their backs was dropped. 'behind the goal line giving us the winning two points. The field was completely rain soaked. There was no further scoring. 'El:H5 as

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November 14, 1936 Now that the last game of the season has been played, I like to look back over the football season, and think of the fellows who were my team mates in the games. Captain Jule Little, the full back, leaves two outstanding impressions with me: first, of his punting, which so often set opponents backg and second, of the pleasure and joy it was to know he was backing up the line with bone-crushing' tackles. . Jim Caddy, right end. I shall remember for the pass he caught against Franklin and the many times he started even with everyone else and smashed plays before they got started. Bob Mowery, right tackle, was one great guy to play next to on a line when the going became tough. Many opponents fell by the wayside when he started his dynamic charge. 'tRed Hess, back, was most assuredly the slowest getting out to practice, but once he got in a game he played hard and moved fast. Innumerable are the tim-es he came speedily up to smash a play on the line of scrimmage or to make long gains tor the Red and Gray. Jim Maley. left guard, held his own against all?comers. Catholic High backs whom he flattened coul.l vouch for this. Many would-be tacklers were properly set down when Jim ran interferences. Chizzie Emeigh, back, was the speed king of the squad, as so many tacklers found out to their dismay. Although he misjudged several punts, his elusiveness enabl-ed him to evade many tacklers. Tom Ro-dgers, center, was another bulwark in backing up the line, few were bad passes he sent to backs. Even with a heavy, wet ball, as in the Adams Township game, he passed the ball unerringly. Bob Harley, right guard. f'tJule Little writing for Bob J. Ball carriers learned to know Bob a great deal better after one fateful trip over guard. He played a great deal of the game in the oppo- nent's backfield. The enemy's favorite expression was t'Get that guy, or he'll get us. Al Jones, combination back and end, gave remarkable performances in both positions. He spilled most plays that came his way. His blocking aided backs in gaining many precious yards, and his near perfect passes counted for many more yards. Pee.Wee Tredennick, tackle, whose immense hands stopped more than one opposing ambitious back, was the big man of the squad. When he started accelerating his huge fram-e into the enemy's backtfield, I was always sure things would happen, and not to him. Andy Bezek, back, proved his merits in the many left-handed passes which 'he threw. Many times he started around on a reverse, a threat in itself, only to fade back and rifle a bullet pass into the enemy's secondary. Budie ' Budash, end, wreaked great havoc on enemy backs who had the nerve to think they could traiinple on his one hundred and thirty-five pounds. Many a punter was greatly harried by Buddfe'sl' speedv rus es. ' The loyalty ofthe second squad, the subs, and the managers has been very helpful and will not be forgotten soon. Finally and outstanding among my memories ist the work and leadership of Coaches Engh and Robinson. I. as well as the rest of the boys, shall always treasure the memory of how they labored with us and taught us the lessons in both football and life. K l . 'i QE. A . I., SCENES FROM FRANKLIN vs. WESTIWONT U-Y. GAME