Colgate University 1939 Yearbook (Hamilton, NY) - Full Access

gate stands immediately after the yracuse game stood as ne of the greatest spectacles he had ever witnessed. And so it was with many others. One thousand Colgate men standing in the bleachers, outmanned but not outyelled, cheering a beaten team, cheering for the next victo•·y, cheering the victors, cheering long after the last yracu e hurrah had died awav– Andy had been right. Colgate was taking the chance to show that, in the athletic vernac– ular, she could ''take it as well as dish it out." o, poor as the victory columns brand the olgate grid season, two heretofore unrecorded quotations illu irate that aLL wa not lost. Colgate did not have a great team . Colgate may not have even had a good team. But it was only a maHer of twenty yards that prevented both of thes adjective from being ap– plied to the 1938 Red Raiders of the Chenango. For, inside the ten yard lines th Raiders stalled. Time and again the jinx b took them and fine howings from any other part of the field went for naught when with touchdowns in sight there came the blight. A resume of the season easily disclo es this fact. Colgate was a mystery team before the season opened . No one dared venture an opin– ion in prognosticating the fortunes and misfortunes to come. Diligent was the work that went on in preparation for the opening season clash with ornell's Big Red eleven at Ithaca. "Life shall not once more begin at 40 to 7" was on the minds of the Red Raiders as they took the field for revenge against the Ithacans. Gone were Capatin Red Chesbro, Tommy Eck, Pete Ritchko, Eddie Lalor, Albie Burke and Whit Jaeger, but in their places were determined players. Heavily favored was the senior Cornell eleven and theirs wa the good fortune to be proclaimed one of the topflight grid outfits in the country. Misfortune struck the Raiders before the game was five minutes old . A Red shirt broke through on the first attempted punt by the Maroon and Wallie David's kick caromed off the Cornellian's chest, bobbling crazily back into Colgate's own end zone where an auto– matic safety put two points on the scoreboard for the big Red before the Raiders had scarce– ly gotten their "game legs ." Then striking with bewildering quickness, Ken Brown, Cornell back, sped to a 54-yard touchdown on a dash through the Maroon f. 1·v aed wall. Bob Rose's placement made it 9 to 0 before the quarter was yet over . When the inimitable Brud Holland sneaked around endonhis pet end-around play for another Long coring scoot Colgate fan began to wonder whether history was going to repeat it If. The quarter had ended with Cornell leading 15 to 0. But suddenly a substitute came in at left halfback for the Raiders. It was Hal Lube about to perform for the first time since he had fractured hi collarbone the season before. A beautifully tossed aerial straight down the middle of the fi ld fell into Co-Captain Don Wemple's hands on the dead run and before the excited crowd could realize it the Raiders had scored a touchdown on the invincible Cornellians . No matter that. Joe Hoague, the sophomore fullback, missed the try for the extra point. Colgate had begun to roll. Decided– ly ha.d the tide of battle turned to the Maroon's side as the fir (. half time ran out. The score at 15 to 6 was surely to be equalized . Stalemated were the b o teams as they came out for the last half of the game. Colgate 193