1921 Cedrus Yearbook

1 921 An hour after supper the boys went to the dressing room at the gymnasium. After Steve finished dressing, he waited for the others. His heart was doing queer stunts underneath his ribs. Captain Billy led the team out on the floor, and from the Fox Hill section came a cheer from the few rooters who had accompanied the team. The boys started a little pass-work and basket shooting to get warmed up before the game. Suddenly a group of red-sweatered, red-stockinged players came running upon the floor from the Chafin dressing-room. The stands arose with a roar. For a moment Steve was stunned. The yell that Fox Hill received was very small compared to the thunderous roar that greeted Chafin. Then, almost before Steve realized it, the big game was on. The ball was tossed up at center and the Chafin center got the knock- off. Then Chafin got the ball and by some neat passwork and some neater shooting annexed the first basket in short order. After the ball had been knocked off the next time, a foul was called on a Chafin player for traveling. Captain Billy shot the foul and the score stood 2-1, in favor of Chafin. Then both teams settled down to real work, and few baskets were made on either side. Steve had heard one of the Chefin players at the first of the game tell what a cinch they had with Fox Hill and that their scrub team could have beaten Fox Hill's team. This aroused Steve's fighting blood. He was like a streak of lightning. He seemed to be almost a part of the ball, he followed it so closely. Nevertheless, Chafin had two unbeatable forwards and a center that could shoot baskets from any part of the floor. In the last part of the first half, Steve got a bad fall which bruised him up and dazed him for a few moments. When the whistle blew for the end of the first half, he felt that he had played all he could under any circumstances. The score stood ten to seven in Chafin's favor. Steve went to the dressing room for a rub-down. While lying on the table having his sore and stiffening muscles kneaded, the coach came up and put his hand on Steve's shoulder and told him to listen. From out on the stand, came the Fox Hill college song. It sounded better to Steve than it ever had before. He jumped down from the table and seemed to have more pep than before he got hurt. He had meant to tell the coach he couldn't play the second half, but now he had forgotten all about that, and as the referee blew the whistle for the second half he jumped to his place with a determination to fight written all over his face. The second half started fast and furious, with Chafin playing the offensive, and Fox Hill trying to break up their clock-like passwork. Steve caught the ball, meant to be passed to the Chafin forward, and shot it down to Captain Billy under the basket and he made it. The score board read—Chafin 10, Visitors 9. However, after this Chafin was more careful.and tightened up on their guarding. The Fox Hill rooters 56