Once Edward had been given the ball and had made a five-yard gain; he had been thrown pretty hard. Now he felt that exhaustion was coming over him again; he staggered and gasped, but he tried to keep back his gasps so that Jackson should not hear. On the thirty-yard line Blanchard called for Durant to take the ball and go through Jackson. In the play Edward was the fraction of a second slow; Jackson charged him, thrust him aside, and hurled Durant to the ground for a loss.
“You've got to block your man, Crashaw!” Durant exclaimed wrathfully when he got to his feet.
The elder Crashaw was standing right there, and his temper flared. “You must think nobody can ever tackle you!” he sneered.
“Signal!” shouted Blanchard; and Durant and Edward hurried to their places.
That was the last signal that Blanchard gave. Sayre, the centre, snapped the ball back poorly, and as Blanchard was delayed getting his hands on it, Williams, the big St. John’s guard, burst through and fell on him.
