During this period the Chester spectators sat with a numb feeling clutching their hearts, though they tried their best to assume a confidence they could hardly feel. Their boys were really novices at the business, and it was to be expected, they reasoned, trying to bolster up their waning courage, that at first things would hit the Chester line hard. But just wait a bit, until they began to recover their wind, and Jack Winters was given a fair chance to unmask some of his hidden batteries. He laughs longest who laughs last, was a saying with a good deal of truth behind it; and anyhow the game was very young yet. Besides, Marshall hadn’t scored, after all, it seemed.