Joel was crouched close to quarter, obeying that player's gesture.

They were going to try Murdoch again.

Joel heard the breathless tones of the Yates quarter as he stooped behind the opposing line.
"A tandem on guard," whispered Joel to himself.

The next moment there was a crash, the man in front of him gave; then Joel and Story, gripping the turf with their toes, braced hard; there was a moment of heaving, panting suspense; then a smothered voice cried "Down!" "Third down," cried the referee.

"Three and a half yards to gain." "Look out for a fake kick," muttered Story, as Joel fell back.