Quotation from: The Little Lady of the Big House

Written by: Jack London

And yet he was no prodigy. He was brilliant at nothing. Half a dozen
of his fellows could out-banjo and out-mandolin him. A dozen fellows
were adjudged better dancers than he. In football, and he gained the
Varsity in his Sophomore year, he was considered a solid and
dependable player, and that was all. It seemed never his luck to take
the ball and go down the length of the field while the Blue and Gold
host tore itself and the grandstand to pieces. But it was at the end
of heart-breaking, grueling slog in mud and rain, the score tied, the
second half imminent to its close, Stanford on the five-yard line,
Berkeley's ball, with two downs and three yards to gain--it was then
that the Blue and Gold arose and chanted its demand for Forrest to hit
the center and hit it hard.