You've got six to go.

Let me see you get it.

Play lower, you fellows in the line! Get down there! Lift 'em and throw 'em back! That's the ticket!" But the gain was scant and Carmine walked back to kick.
"Get through and block this!" panted the second's quarter, dodging back and forth for a likely opening.
"You fellow on the end there!" cried Andy.

"Play back further and stop that tackle!" "Watch for a forward pass!" warned a second squad back.

"Spread out, Billy!" "Hold 'em!" shouted Carmine.
Then came the signals, back sped the ball--a poor pass--the second came tearing through, Carmine dropped the ball and swung his leg and away it floated.