Harvard at Yale

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  Evening star, Washington, D.C., December 2, 1963, page 1

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  what he does best, although the way I feel now ne ought to be paSs-defense man.” - IF ANYTHING AILs an opposing performer, baseball or football, D. C. Stadium is the place to get we’ll Against the Sen atorS between April and October enemy hitters in slumps and pitchers who can’t buy victory snap out of it. As did Unitas and the Colts yesterday. “You can’t expect to win many games giving up So points,” McPeak pointed out He is kindly man. rarely given to crit iciSm of his troops, but there is a limit to anybody’s patience and Bill may be reach ing his The Colts, themselves, ran for only 125 yards and McPeak commented on this fact. when teams play u.s.” he said in a magnificent understatement, sometimes it’s best to throw the ball. Every time I looked, Baltimore was threatening to score in some way” Bill is supposed TO get II draft picks today. The way it looks, all II will have to make good next year for the skins to go any place. IVY LEAGUE FOOTBALL, we have decided, may not be the best, but it must be as battling as any brand To an outsider, Harvard’s dismal showing against Yale on Saturday was implausible. How could the Harvards, who defeated all three of the teams that beat Yale, lose so meekly by 20–⁠6? The Crimson looked the part of a GER tain winner after an eight-play, 68-yard touchdown thrust in the first period But two kickoffs later Coming within 80 Sec ondS of each other changed the whole game, the Big Three title picture and the Ivy League windup. The first kickoff after Harvard’s touch down found Yale nowhere but the Crimson offside It was taken over and this time a young man named william Henderson handled it in the end zone. “Mishandled it” would be better. Five or six yards deep in his end zone he began an inadvertent dribble, while HarvardS converged on him. In the press box an old Yale coach, Ducky Pond, was yelling advice: You don’t have to run it out, son!” he screamed. Take the touchback” Henderson had a different if overly bold idea. Run it out he did, past the Harwards for total of 70 yards not counting the yardage in the end zone. 1t set up the score that made it 7–⁠6 and Harvard never looked like potential Ivy League cham pion afterward. Moral: Pay no attention to old coaches.

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Officially, Yale leads 72–⁠61–⁠8; as played, 62–⁠50–⁠8 in the 120 games on file; the official count covers all 141 meetings, counting the 40 since this game.