cheer!" exhorted Prescott, at once.
It came, with a more thundering volley.

Yet Gridley folks stirred uneasily.
"That's what comes of putting a freshman, without judgment, on the calling job," muttered Fred Ripley sarcastically.
The whistle blew.

Cobber got the ball, and kept it moving.

Once there was a brief setback when Gridley got the pigskin and sought to push it back.

After four yards, however, Cobber took it and moved down the field with it.
It seemed impossible to offer effective resistance to the heavy college men now.
Gridley hearts sank from sheer weight.