Six Points to Remember

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In our second game of the season, Steen at left half broke two bones in his foot, and a season that had promised to be one of the best in the history of Northern Tech immediately turned into a rat race. Steen had been our scatback; the boy who could run as though his pants were on fire, stop dead, go high and rifle a jump pass into a lunch pail at twenty-five yards.

We hunks of lethargy in the line had felt good with Steen behind us on offense, along with Big Junior Temple at full, hard-running Les Schuman at right half, flashy little Chris MacLay at quarter. When you are in the line there is a satisfaction in taking your slow count from the signal, busting the hole and knowing that the T is timed so good that, as you bust the hole, the back coming through will just miss your pants with his cleats.

Also there had been a lot of kidding in the offensive backfield. Maybe because there had been one Jewish guy, one Irish, one German and one Englishman, they called themselves the Four Norsemen. In the first game and for the first half of the second game we all knew that the combo was right. The whole team broke on the plays with that bounce that pays off.

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