He was panting.

There was an angry flash in his eyes as both teams lined up for the snap-back.
"That fellow has come out into the field just to spite me," snarled Haynes to himself.
At the signal, the ball was snapped back, and passed swiftly to Dick.

Haynes fairly leaped into the scrimmage, as though it were deadly hand-to-hand conflict.

But Dick and Greg, with the backing of their comrades on the Army eleven, bore Haynes down to earth in the mad stampede that passed over him.

Fifteen yards more were gained, and scrub's half-backs were feeling sore in body.
"That man Prescott is a wonder," muttered Lieutenant Carney to a brother officer of the Army.