Blood and Grids: Seattle and Tacoma's Football Rivalry

The future of the American Rugby game of football in the Pacific Northwest is assured. Last Saturday's match at Tacoma decided that beyond a doubt. When men and women of the very best element turn out in great numbers, when prominent business and professional men flock down on the field to cheer and yell, to wave flags and blow fog horns, the signs are unmistakable. While the game at Tacoma could not rank in playing skill with the famous battles of the great Eastern colleges, it had the luck of the snap and grim determination that lends the greatest fascination to the football game as a spectacle. The most severe criticism of the game was the extent to which 'slugging' was carried and the failure of duty by the referee in allowing it. Seattle's defeat at Tacoma means that the return match in this city on Thanksgiving day will be for blood. Local pride has been aroused. Neither town can brook defeat tamely. If Madison street park does not on Thanksgiving day see one of the largest, most enthusiastic crowds of its history, then no reliance is to be placed in premonitory symptoms.