With Prohibition on the poor bastard prolly hadn't had a drink in a while.Getting stuck with the Bugeaters pushed him over the edge
at least the guy beat Notre Dame that season
UPSET OF THE YEAR: Nebraska, winners of just one of its first four games, rose up and defeated mighty Notre Dame in Lincoln, dealing the visiting Irish and their “Four Horsemen” backfield their only defeat for the second consecutive season.
ECKERSALL’S ANALYSIS: The game’s referee, Walter Eckersall, was an official who doubled as a Chicago Tribune sportswriter, and he provided several paragraphs of postgame analysis. He called the Nebraska victory “decisive” and said the Cornhuskers “outplayed Notre Dame in practically every department.” On defense, NU’s tackles “aided the ends considerably in stopping the attempted end plays of Miller and Crowley, the Notre Dame half backs. The guards also played wide and appeared to know the delayed line plunging stuff of Layden and the other backs. When Notre Dame opened up its forward passing attack, the passer was rushed considerably while Nebraska generally managed to cover the eligible players in convincing manner.”
FROM THE LOCAL PAPERS: The Lincoln Star’s Cy Sherman wrote: “The glories of the days of Chamberlain, Rutherford, Westover, Bender, Shonka, Frank and Flippin, Husker heroes of former years, were born anew as Coach Dawson’s well rounded gridiron machine, at last coming into its own, overpowered and shattered the Hibernian peril.” … The Omaha World-Herald also described it with flair: “The
moleskin warriors from the wheat plain of Nebraska went wild with fight and played the game with the savage attack that had been smoldering in their hearts for many weeks.” … The OWH praised the booming punts of Verne Lewellen and dubbed him “Long Distance Lew.”
ROCKNEKNUTE’S ANTIC: From the Francis Wallace book Knute Rockne: “The trip had begun badly. Shortly after we arrived Rockne showed me a banner headline on the sports page of the Lincoln Star:
THE HORRIBLE HIBERNIANS ARRIVE TODAY. It was, we knew, our friend Cy Sherman, the volatile sports editor, merely being alliterative; but Rock, no Hibernian himself, thought it in bad taste. Later, at what was supposed to be secret practice, numbers of Nebraska freshmen in green caps sat in the bleachers and jeered the great Rockne and his Horrible Hibernians. Other faces peered from windows of buildings which surrounded the field. Rock, burning at all this, said, ‘They want to see something – we’ll show ’em something.’ So, on the spot, he put in a triple reverse, probably the one his Tricky Tiger team had used in grade-school days. And the boys worked it.”
