The second half began with Hes-ford doing well to. save a long shot from Hathway, but then Huddersfield for some time more or less took the game into their own hands. Beasley Crouching behind the touch-line among the pails and sponges of the trainers, perspective changes and it is possible to appreciate to the full what a fast, hard, and skilful game modern professional football is. Certainly Saturday's match was fast and hard, fast and hard from the kickoff to the final whistle, and it is greatly to the credit of every one concerned that, with the tackling as devastating as it was, a referee who was a constant source of menace on the Huddersfield left wing and Watson once broke through and fired in a shot which Wharton did splendidly to save. Then Beasley got in a drive which was deflected off a defender on to the cross-bar and again the woodwork of the goal was York's very present help in trouble when Watson got his head to the ball and Wharton could not possibly save. The pace did not fall off in the least, and York once more began to have their full share of the play.
Once, indeed, it seemed that the ball was bound to find the back of the Huddersfield net. Spooner dashed up and got his head to a pall bobbing dangerously about in the Huddersfield goal-mouth.—Hesford vas powerless, the crowd frantic with excitement, and then Mountford materialized out of thin air and cleared. York finished strongly by forcing three corners, and at least they need not feel any sense of inferiority when they visit Huddersfield for the replay The teams were:
YORK CITY.—Wharton, goal; Pinder and Barrett. backs; Duckworth. Wass, and Hathway, half-backs; Earl. Hugh. Baines, Comrie, and Spooner, forwards, HUDDERSFIELD TOWN.—Hesford, goal: Craig and Mountford, backs; Willingham. Young. and Chivers, halfbacks; Wienand. Barclay. McFayden, Watson, and Beasley, forward F.A. Cup Official Figures .C.D.N." "Photo.
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