After a few minutes it became merely a question of how many points the Army would make. Once McGunigle, Yale back, got near enough to try a long shot for a field goal; it went astray, and for the rest of the game desperate Yale plungers bounced off Army linesmen, sombre-caped cadets sang "Army's Day," and an Army team, emphatically a unit, swept over Yale's goal line to pile up a score of 33 to 0.
"Coloombia! Coloombia!" The cry, springing from a myriad throats, made Cornell rooters recoil. Not since 1905...
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