You say we’re a little overly dramatic in writing about football at times?

Guilty as charged.

But probably not as much as those men puffing on their cigars in the press box back in 1925.

There is writing, and then there is old-time sports writing. Try to find something more entertaining than that.

Especially on days such as when the Huskers toppled Red Grange. As the Lincoln Star’s Cy Sherman wrote: “An aggregation of Nebraska’s sturdy sons humbled the protégés of Bob Zuppke, wizard mentor of the Illini. Twice did the Cornhusker warriors plant the pigskin spheroid back of the Illinois goal line.”

The one and only Grantland Rice offered up this: “Thousands turned out to see Red Grange, but in the Nebraska line was another gentleman, known in his hometown as Ed Weir … and though it might sound presumptuous to say that Mr. Grange had met his match, it can be said safely that when Mr. Grange had gone five yards he had made his run.”

The Associated Press described the scene this way: “Grange, unable to pierce the magnificent Nebraska defense and thwarted in his efforts to circle the ends, was taken out of the game a few seconds after the start of the fourth period broken and crushed. As the noted player, covered with mud from head to foot, walked to the sidelines, tears gathered in his eyes and he fell into the waiting arms of his comrades.”

That the reporter was able to witness all this is quite incredible, considering the Lincoln Star noted that the press box at the Illinois stadium “towered” above the field “from such a distance the newspaper scribes covering the game were hard put to figure out numbers on the players’ backs.”

But it’s assumed the box score is correct in that it was Nebraska’s Frank Dailey who intercepted a Grange pass and returned it for a touchdown in the first quarter.

Whether Dailey’s return was 33, 35, 40, 45 or 55 yards depends on which newspaper’s description you happen to be reading.

The Nebraska athletic department has listed it as a 45-yard touchdown, and so that’s how we’ll recognize it here.

While the writers of yesteryear part ways when it comes to those pesky details, they all paint the picture of a miserable day for Grange.

He threw two interceptions, completed just one pass, and had no more than 62 yards rushing, depending on which account you read.

It was a train ride home for the victors, which included a midnight stop in Chicago. “The Cornhusker special is due to arrive in Lincoln Sunday afternoon at 3:30,” the Lincoln Star reported. “Presumably, the Huskers will be given an uproarious reception at the Burlington station.”

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