forward passes, line bucks, and splendid interference,
flying tackles, speedy end runs, and magnificent defense of goals
with lines of invincible strength and spirit.

With the kick-off the enemy's goal was endangered by a fumbled ball,
and within three minutes Trench had torn a hole in the defense,
through which the Sunrise team were sending Vic Burleigh for a touchdown.
The bleachers went wild and the grandstand was almost shipwrecked
in the noise.

"Burleigh! Burly! Burlee!" shrieked the yell-leader as Vic leaped
over the goal line and the rooters roared:

The Sunrise hope!
And that's the dope!
Never quails!
Never fails!
Burleigh! Burly! Burlee!


A difficult kick from a sharp angle sent the ball through the air
one inch wide of the goal post, and the bleachers counted five.

And then, came the forward swing again, the struggle for downs,
the gain and loss of territory, until Trench, too heavy for speed,
failed to break through the interference quickly enough to hold
a swift little quarterback, who slipped around the end of the line,
and, shaking off the tackles, swooped toward the Sunrise goal.
The last defense was thrown headlong, and the field was wide
open for the run; and the quarterback was running for the honor