There are cheerleaders, impeccably uniformed and drill-team sharp. They all sound like Lavernes and Shirleys: "We-ah from Brooklyn. We couldn't be proud-ah...."
Brooklyn is playing without Wright and Shalhoub, both of whom injured ankles the previous week in the New York Tech game. Shalhoub is manning the phones up in the 20-foot-high scaffolding that serves as the press box.
Playing a sloppy first half with two inexperienced quarterbacks running the Veer, Brooklyn fumbles three times and gets called for two costly penalties. In one series, Gargano loses track of downs and calls for an inside plunge on third and eight. The half ends scoreless. To get back to their locker room, Brooklyn has to swing across the field to avoid a gang fight.
At the end of halftime, Gargano announces that Brooklyn will open its first series with "18 right, to the twins," a power option. An assistant argues that they've been running that play all night. He wants to pass. "They know we've been running 18," says Gargano, "so they won't expect us to use it first thing." A voice from the back of the room—it sounds like Z—says, "Coach, I don't tink deah dat stu-pit."
Brooklyn receives the kickoff and "18 right, to the twins" goes for minus three. Gargano is yelling into the phone for Shalhoub to give him St. John's defensive alignment. Shalhoub is talking to a girl in the stands.
Brooklyn mounts a drive, but Conroy fumbles on the three. St. John's players are taunting the Brooklyns. The cheerleaders chant, "Beat 'em! Bust 'em! Jump on deah heads!"
St. John's kicks a field goal and leads 3-0 in the fourth quarter. On a third and six, a Brooklyn receiver gets belted trying to catch a pass.
Cheerleaders: "Hey referee! Call what-cha see! Whatcha don' see don' call on me!"
Another Brooklyn drive gets down to the St. John's 18. This time Chris Legree runs a quarterback draw for a touchdown. He holds the ball in the face of his pursuer. The teams line up for the extra point, but Brooklyn has to call time out to find its kicking tee. "I didn't even know we had a kicker," says the manager. Lester Staubitz kicks it true: 7-3.
Now the Brooklyn defense is fierce. Katz and Macchia sack the St. John's quarterback twice. Brooklyn regains the ball on downs and Conroy runs 33 yards for another touchdown. Brooklyn wins 13-3. "Just remember," yells Katz, "it never rains on the Jewish holidays."