The rest of Gridley followed.
Cheek of cheek! The out-weighed High School boys were giving Cobber a dose of Cobber medicine.

It was a mass-play---a battering-ram assault.
And Gridley got it over! An inch past the line Winters tripped and went down, covering the ball.
Touchdown! Five to five a tie score! "Kick the goal!" came the hoarse appeal from the east side seats.
"Kick as you never kicked before!" Gridley fans could fairly hear themselves shake now.

Hats were off and waving.

The High School girls stood up, frantically waving their crimson and gold banners.
Cool, steady, like one without nerves, Thompson went back into the field and poised himself for the kick.
At the whistle the dull thump of a boot against the pigskin was heard all over the field.

The ball arched and soared.