These two plays—unorthodox demonstrations of desire and athleticism from your average wide receiver—are the sorts of “intangibles” of which Murphy speaks. They represent how Morris embodies the Crimson’s competitiveness, toughness, and never-say-die attitude.
But aside from all of this, another important attribute of Morris was evident on Saturday afternoon.
After both the block and the QB sneak, Morris’ genuine exuberance was evident as he danced, arms flailing in the air, among his game-weary teammates. The tide had turned and Harvard’s tenth win in a row was within its grasp. His mega-watt smile was wide enough to be seen, through his facemask, from the press box atop the Stadium.
Carl Morris loves football. Simple as that. And we love to watch an athlete of his caliber play, especially when he is as dominant as he was on Saturday. This much is true and probably won’t change.
Actually, check that—if Morris continues this level of success and leads the Crimson to another league title, we may have to learn to watch him on Sundays, and not Saturdays.
—Staff Writer Daniel E. Fernandez can be reached at dfernand@fas.havard.edu