Billie Bannard, aided by superb interference of Fred Smith, was able to make himself the hero of that game by a forty-five yard run.  Bill Church the great tackle broke through the Harvard line and blocked Brown’s kick, and the ever-watchful end-rush, Howard Brokaw, fell on the ball for a touchdown.  Cochran had been injured and removed from the game, but he was frantic with joy as he walked up and down the Princeton side lines, urging further touchdowns.

A happy crowd of Princetonians wended their way back to Princeton to put the finishing touches on the team before the Yale game.  Those of you who recall that ’96 game in New York will remember that 6 to 0 in favor of Yale was the score, at the end of the first five minutes.  Jim Rodgers had blocked Johnnie Baird’s punt and Bass, the alert end-rush, had pounced on the ball and was over for a touchdown in a moment.  Great groans went up from the Princeton grandstand.  Could it be that this great acknowledged champion team of Princeton was conceited, over-trained and about to be defeated?  Certainly not, for there arose such a demonstration of team spirit and play as one seldom sees.  On the next kick-off Johnnie Baird caught the ball, and when he was about to be tackled—­in fact, was lying on the ground—­he passed the ball to Fred Smith, that great all-round Princeton athlete, who made the most spectacular run of the day.  Who will ever forget the wonderful line plunging of Ad Kelly, the brilliant end running of Bill Bannard and the great part all the other men of the team contributed towards Princeton’s success, and the score grew and grew by touchdown after touchdown, until some one recalled that in this game, the team would say, “Well, we won’t give any signals; we’ll just try a play through Captain Murphy.”  Maybe this was the play that put Murphy out of the game.  He played against Bill Church, and that was enough exercise for any one man to encounter in one afternoon.  As Fred Murphy left the field everyone realized that it was only his poor physical condition that caused him to give up the game.  Yale men recall, with great pride, how the year before Murphy had put it all over Bill Church.  During that game, however, Church’s physical condition was not what it should have been, and these two giant tackles never had a chance to play against each other when they were both in prime condition.  Both these men were All American calibre.

Johnny Baird, Ad Kelly, Bannard, all made touchdowns and the two successful freshmen who had made the team, Hillebrand and Wheeler, both registered touchdowns against Yale.  As the Yale team left the field, they felt the sting of defeat, but there were men who were to have revenge at New Haven the next year against Princeton, among whom were Chadwick, Rodgers and Chamberlain.  They were eager enough to get back at us and the next year they surely did.  But this was our year for victory and celebration, and laurels were bestowed upon the victors.  Garry Cochran and his loyal team-mates were the lions of the day and hour.