The stadium was filled to capacity with roaring, cheering, excited masses of humanity. Two teams, representing middle-western colleges, were battling it out on the well-marked expensive grid-iron below. It was the annual classic event between two so-called Universities, although neither University had ever distinguished itself for anything but an extraordinary capacity to turn out all-American football players.
The score was 20 to 20, as the home team held the ball on the enemy's two yard line; fourth down, seconds to go, and the sectional championship at stake for the offense. As both teams, composed of huge mountain-like men, lined up for the final play, the left tackle for the defense stood up and shouted, "Hey, when do youse guys draw yer pay-checks?"
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