Indeed, to the spectators it seemed all that the middies could do against such big fellows as the visitors.
Just after that, however, Hepson passed the silent signal, and then the midshipmen hurled themselves into the fray to test out all the endurance that the Hanniston players might possess.
Many a college boy on the opposing line wondered where these smaller men in the Navy togs had obtained all the fight that they now showed.

The big fellows didn't seem able to stand it long.

The Navy had the ball, and now slowly fought down toward the college goal.

Onlookers in the Navy seats began to stand up, to watch breathlessly, and be ever ready to cheer.
"Hurl little Darry in!" yelled someone hoarsely in a momentary lull in the noise.
But Hepson, watching every chance with tigerish eyes, was yet cool-headed, as a football general should be.

Twice he used Darrin to advance the ball, and each time Dave gained a few yards.