Word: bended
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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Walsh a son of a former major league hurler, was on the mound for the South Bend outfit, and held the Harvard batters well in hand throughout the nine innings. He allowed only seven' hits and struck out ten men. Walsh also was a leader in his team's attack, scoring four runs and collecting a home run and two singles in four times...
...South Bend aggregation, travelling East for a post-season barnstorming tour, has a good record behind it, twenty-three victories and six defeats. In their debut in this district Thursday, the Notre Dame players met an 8 to 1 defeat at the hands of the strong Boston College nine. A lapse in fielding was responsible for their setback...
...gentlemen, urging great horses and blowing on golden horns, were riding, running, through a wilderness of flowers. Their meek quarry fled through the brilliant fields; behind him, silent and happy, the pursuit increased and came more quickly; a wind stiffened in their flags and made the starry flowers bend across the grass. The white hounds leaned upon their leashes and the bowmen bent their bows. Crouching in a garden at last, the prisoned unicorn gazed upon his followers. They levelled spears amid a thousand flowers...
Penn was on the inside lane, Yale on the outside, and Columbia in the middle. On the course at the Schuylkill at Philadelphia, with its staggered start and its finish laid at an angle past a bend, the outside lane was much the hardest. But the course did not bother the Yale crew. It was in front when the three boats settled down after the racing start and it stayed in front, fighting off Columbia's sprints, to win by three quarters of a length. Penn was three lengths behind Columbia...
Toiling, rejoicing, sorrowing, the scrub fights his way through an unlighted life, and labors only that another may hear the cheers, that another may have his name listed among the immortals. Beneath the whiplash tongue of professional coaches he has never failed to bend his back to the oar, parrying thrusts till the beads of sweat stood out on his bosom. But when earth's last picture is painted, and the tubes are twisted and dried, there need be little sympathy for this graduate of the school of hard Knox. The name of the Blackshirt will lead all the rest...