dies 1U AdAaoiatwsi The men behind the scenes of the extensive Holy Cross Athletic program: Left to right, William J. O'Connell, Assistant Director of Athletics; Eugene F. Flynn, Director of Athletics; Rev. John M. Tiernan, S.J., Faculty Moderator of Athletics. VaAMtu Coack&i JACK BARRY Coach of Baseball JOHN DaGROSA, Coach of Football ALVIN "Doggie" JULIAN Coach of Basketball BART SULLIVAN Coach of Track moved the ball practically at will but lacked the polish and finish to produce a score and a victory. Early in the third period Hank Beaulieu scooped up an errant jba/itmautti Qame Dartmouth fumble on the Green 30 and the Cross set sail. Just as last year Bobby Sullivan and vigorous Veto Kissell took over the heavy duty ball carrying and blast- The New Hampshire Aborigines from Dartmouth ed the middle of the Dartmouth frontier all the way whooped into Worcester to pry the lid off the 1947 down to the l"/2 yd. stripe. But there two Dartmouth Fitton Field gridiron program. Some 22,000 partisan tackles and a pair of bustling backers-up named Schreck addicts of the annual Autumnal madhouse, conceded and Truncellito called a halt. Twice more brief Dart- that it was nice of the Indians to put in an appearance, mouth kicks allowed the Purple to come roaring back so that the contest might be held, but few of them ex- but a fumble and an incomplete fourth-down pass frus- pected it 10 be much more than a contest in name only. trated our well meaning operatives. The unknown quantity of Tuss McLaughry's sophomoric The double horse-collar verdict was disappointing, Tribe was hardly figured to be a match for the massive but there were bright spots in it. Bobby Sullivan turned and mobile charges of Ox DaGrosa. in the first of ten stellar performances that were to go Consider then, the extreme amazement of one and down in Holy Cross football history. Tom Kelleher re- all, when the spirited Green thrice rose up and re- fused to have his terminal turned by the fleet Dartmouth pulsed the Crusaders after Purple penetrations inside backs and speared a DeFelippo toss beautifully to all the Dartmouth five yard ribbon. With little in the way but score for the Cross. Hannigan, Jenkins, Truncellito, of an effective offense to hurl against our own rugged and Schreck for Dartmouth made few friends in the defenses, the only possible verdict was returned: Dart- H. C. stands. mouth —Holy Cross 0. An opening game tie was tough, but it was three Experimenting for the first time with the T-Formation, points better than last year, so we cheered up and the Purple displayed a simple but powerful attack that looked toward Temple. 53 ^V'*4 :3Hr> First Row, left tc right: Bobby Farrell, Veto Kissell, Frank Parker, John Fontana, Phil Nolan, Co-Captain Ray Ball, Co-Captain Bobby Sullivan, Tom Costello. Bob Barton, Jim Reilly. Tom Kelleher, Wally Brennan. Second Row, left to right: Head Coach John "Ox" DaGrosa, Backfield Coach Howie Smith Freshman Coach Albert "Hop" Riopel, End Coach Ed Kosky, Angelo Maglio, Jim Dieckelman, Frank Burke, Walter Haas, Hank Beaulieu, Ray Sullivan, Line Coach John Law, Manager Jack Whalen. Third Row, left to right: Manager Ed Brawley, Bill Goepfrich, John McDermott. Mike Boyle, John Reader, Dirk Durand, Gene Moran, Chuck Binder, Bill Keville, Leo Troy, Manager Ted O Rourke. Fourth Row, left to right: Jack Connolly, Ralph Diverio. Dick Wallace, Bill Stetter, Tony Palmer, Ed Jurgielewicz, Bill Petroski, Jack Falvey, Jim Murphy, Whip Halliday, George Kelley. Missing from picture: Frank Guaciaro, Wally Sheridan, Gene DeFilippo, Clem LaBossiere, Dick O'Keefe, Gene Spinelli, Jim Deffley, John DiGangi. Veto Kissell gets that extra yard as he drives into two Temple defenders in the game with the Owls at Fitton Field. Huge Fran Parker hovers over the play. The Crusaders prevailed over the Owls by a 19-13 count. inner defenses of the Owls to move the leather up to the 18 and Bobbie Farrell crossed them up by going 14 yards outside for a first down on the four. Two plays later Bobby Sull steamed inside tackle and it was H. C. The Temple Owls brought a flock of light, fast, and 13—Temple 0. Late in the second period Temple start- pass-conscious backs to Worcester for the second act of ed throwing. They passed their way all the way down the Fitton Follies, but this time Holy Cross made the to our people's 4, where Sutton ran over for the score. experts look good as they powered their way to three In the third period Ray Sullivan initiated another touchdowns and then outlasted a furious fourth period drive for the Temple end zone. Both Sullivans along Temple aerial assault to prevail 19-13 . This was a Holy with Kissell featured this march which culminated with Cross victory born of a furiously charging Purple for- vigorous Veto smacking over from five paces out. Now ward wall that limited the Owls to the insignificant to- the harried Temple quarterback decided he had seen tal of 47 yards of overland progress. In addition the enough of Parker, DiGangi, and Reilly, so he scrapped line, led by Fran Parker, Abe Reilly, and John DiGangi his T-Formation and went into a deep punt formation tore yawning apertures in the Temple defensive align- whence a substitute fullback named Dubenetzky filled ments through which Sully and Kissell rolled for im- the air with passes. A fifteen yard flip to end, Joe Lee pressive yardage and a touchdown each. clicked for six Temple points to wind up the scoring / Philadelphia Tom Kelleher, after having missed the for the day. trolley against Dartmouth, was not to be denied again Once again the Holy Cross punting average was tre- when early in the first period he made connections with mendous with Slim Sheridan and Bobby Sullivan averag- a 28 yd. Wally Brennan shot and loped across with the ing 44.7 per try. line was outstanding offensively first six Crusader digits of the year. Kissell kicked off The but the Owls could get no where and Bobbie Farrell and defensively. Kissell and Sully again were big gain- took the ensuing fourth-down punt and danced it back ers and Farrell was most impressive burning the Temple some twenty yards to the Temple 46 to start the second flanks. So we had good reason to look ahead to Villanova Crusader scoring drive. Sully and Kissell assailed the with a degree of optimism, we thought! VOLan&ua <hUcune Saturday came up hot again for the Villanova game, and Villanova came up hot for Holy Cross. In brief they were hot enough to outscore the Crusaders, two touchdowns and an extra point to a single Purple T. D. The wildcats brought with them a thundering fullback named Ralph Pasquariello from Everett, Mass., if you please, who all by himself produced a total overland progress that exceeded the combined output of Ox Da- Grosa's entire offensive force. The Crusaders were by no means stifled on the ground themselves, but time and again promising looking pene- trations into Villanova territory were frustrated by un- timely Holy Cross fumbles. In fact the very first time the Cross had its hooks on the ball, on the opening kick- off, they lost the ball on an unfortunate bobble. Bobby Sullivan had grabbed the opening kick-off and careened back to his own 45 yard stripe, but the melon was jarred loose as he was hit, the first of many vicious tackles that afternoon, and Villanova had the ball 45 yards from pay dirt. Six plays later they were on our 4, with four tries to make it. The Cross packed its defences to stop Pas- quariello which they did three times. The fourth time however, QB Bill Doherty crossed them up when he faked another inside handoff, and then pitched out wide to Bob Palidor who frolicked unmolested around his own right flank for the score. Doherty converted to put us seven points out in the first quarter. Center, DICK O'KEEFE The Crusaders came roaring back with a little pow- ering of their own in the persons of Bobby Sullivan and Veto Kissell. 64 yds. they came with Kissell and Sully doing the lions share of the coming. At the twenty, Wal- ter Brennan dropped back, and getting nice protection, hung one on Bob Barton's ear in the end zone for six aerial points to put the Cross back in the ball game. Be- fore the half was over that man Pasquariello threw an- other violent scare into the Purple adherents when he burst through the line, cut to his left and with an awe- some show of speed for a big fellow, streaked all the way only to have the thing called back for clipping on Sully. The Cross put together three more potential scoring marches in the second half, but each time it fizzled out either on a fumble or an aroused Villanova line. Holy Cross seemed to be able to gain at will between the twenties, but still lacked the scoring punch needed for victories. The second Villanova score in the second half only put the game out of reach for our people. It was the first defeat of the season and didn't sit too well because one and all realized that H. C. had been vastly outplayed. Bobby Sullivan gave all that could be given in a losing cause, which is to say some twenty pounds of weight yielded up to the broiling sun and the rugged Villanova tacklers.