Bloody Monday to Walter Camp: The Standardization of American Football

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Imagine your school is traveling to Athens to play the University of Georgia in football. Here’s the catch: you have to play by Georgia’s rules. In the early days of college football, each school developed its own rules–in intercollegiate contests, the home team’s rules prevailed. The early days of college football were a time of trial and error. Different schools played different versions of the game. Some versions looked more like soccer, others like rugby, and others were a combination of many influences.

During the 1820s, several colleges in the northeast played their own version of college football. Each had its own set of rules and played only intramural games. For example, Princeton played a game called “ballown” as early as 1820. Harvard began its own version in 1827 with a game between the freshmen and sophomore classes affectionately known as “Bloody Monday,” while Dartmouth played something called “Old Division Football.” These disparate games had some basic features in common: large numbers of players trying to advance a ball into a goal by any means necessary, violence, and frequent injury. Because of the injury issue, these schools abolished their brand of football by the beginning of the Civil War, although the game continued in some form at various east coast prep schools.

By the late 1860s, football had returned to colleges in the northeast. On November 6, 1869, Rutgers and Princeton played the first intercollegiate football game. The schools played with a round ball under Rutgers’ rules.  One score equaled one point. The game appeared more similar to rugby and soccer than to the American football of today.  Each side played with 25 players with the objective of kicking a ball into the opposing team’s goal. Players were not allowed to throw or carry the ball, and physical contact was part of the game. Rutgers defeated the visitors from Princeton 6-4. A week later the two schools played at Princeton under Princeton’s rules. The rules of the two schools were similar with the notable exception that a player who caught a ball on the fly was awarded a free-kick. Princeton scored a measure of revenge with an 8-0 victory.

As more colleges began playing football, school officials quickly saw the need for standardized rules. On October 20, 1873, representatives from Yale, Columbia, Princeton, and Rutgers met in New York to develop a set of regulations based more on soccer than rugby. Harvard boycotted the meeting because it insisted on playing by its own regulations known as the “Boston game” – a version predicated more on carrying the ball than on kicking it. Harvard found itself without competition until Tufts College, located outside of Boston, agreed to play Harvard June 4, 1875.  Tufts won a passionate game 1-0.

In 1876, Yale, Harvard, Princeton, and Columbia met in New York to try once more to standardize the rules. This time the schools agreed on a new code of regulations based largely on the Rugby Football Union’s code from England. Under the new rules, a two-point touchdown replaced the kicked goal as the primary means of scoring.

It wasn’t until 1880 that college football began to resemble the game as it is played today. Walter Camp was a college football player (Yale), coach (Yale and Stanford), and sportswriter. As Yale coach, his 1888, 1891, and 1892 teams won recognition as national champions. Camp also took part in the various intercollegiate rules committees beginning as a player in 1880 until his death in 1925. Because of his role on the rules committees, Camp became known as the “Father of American football.” Camp spearheaded the change to today’s game. At yet another New York meeting, Camp convinced representatives of Yale, Harvard, Princeton, and Columbia to approve a reduction from 15 to 11 players per side, the establishment of a line of scrimmage, and the snap of the ball between the center and the quarterback. Football became more of an open game emphasizing speed.

At later meetings, Camp helped persuade the schools that a team had to gain five yards within three downs or lose possession; that the field should be reduced in size to its modern dimensions of 120 yards by 53.3 yards; and that four points should be awarded for a touchdown, two points for kicks made after touchdowns, two points for safeties, and five for field goals. (The scoring structure has since been changed to six points for touchdowns, one for the kick after a touchdown, and three for a successful field goal.) Camp was also responsible for having two paid officials referee every game and legalizing tackling below the waist.

College football owes much to pioneers of the game like Walter Camp. Without standardization of the rules, the mixed bag of a game that evolved into what we now call football would likely not have survived.

Teddy Roosevelt’s Role in the Creation of the NCAA

College football has seen its share of scandals, cheating, and lack of institutional control in the last twenty years. Within the last few years, we’ve witnessed unprecedented sanctions against Penn State, major problems involving Miami, and multiple rules violations at Oklahoma State as reported in Sports Illustrated. It seems as if almost every school has received the dreaded notice from the National Collegiate Athletic Association’s (NCAA) rules enforcement group that an investigation into improprieties is imminent. However, the sport has not only survived but flourished with mega-million dollar television contracts, unprecedented game attendance, and culture, at least in the South, that has developed around football Saturdays. Such is the present state of college football. However, college football came excruciatingly close to being abolished at many universities in the early 1900s. If not for the efforts of President Theodore Roosevelt in 1905, the game would most certainly not have evolved into what it is today.

College football started at many schools in the 1890s. The powers of the time were eastern schools such as Harvard, Yale, Pennsylvania, Columbia, Union, Swarthmore, and Princeton. Football, even then, was a big business. Games produced thousands of dollars for the schools and the alumni and students demanded winning teams. The pressure to win caused some schools to employ such unethical tactics as admitting football players who did not qualify academically, encouraging professors to pass players in their classes in order to keep the players eligible, and inventing classes just for football players. Alumni paid players under the table to come to their alma maters or to remain on their football teams. It was not unusual for athletes to play at a different school every year or change schools in mid-season.

Perhaps the most egregious practice involved the excessive brutality associated with the games. Elite players were targeted by the opposition and intentionally injured. For example, in a game between Princeton and Dartmouth, Princeton’s players intentionally broke the collarbone of Dartmouth’s best player early in the game. Other premeditated acts such as breaking an opponent’s nose were commonplace. In some cases, players died from overly aggressive play. A Union College player died after a play during a game with New York University. Amidst this backdrop of unethical actions and overt brutality, Columbia and Union abolished football and more schools threatened to do the same. Harvard’s president also called for the abolition of the sport. As a football fan and Harvard graduate, Roosevelt decided it was time to intervene. He believed football built character and that physical play was a necessary part of the game. However, Roosevelt did not condone the sport’s brutality and poor sportsmanship.  The President invited representatives from three of the eastern football powers – Harvard, Yale, and Princeton – to meet with him at the White House on October 9, 1905. Roosevelt hoped this group could develop a plan to reform college football.

The group discussed the current state of the game, including examples of unethical behavior and unsportsmanlike play committed by each school. In a recent game between Harvard and Yale, a Harvard player called for a fair catch of a Yale punt. Two Yale defenders intentionally ran into the Harvard player after the fair catch was called. One Yale defender broke the Harvard player’s nose while the other delivered a body blow with his feet knocking the Harvard player unconscious. Roosevelt also referenced the aforementioned Dartmouth-Princeton incident. The school representatives denied any knowledge of their respective school’s indiscretions. However, upon the urging of the President, a representative from each school agreed to draft an agreement that stated that the three institutions would play by the letter and the spirit of the established rules of football.

This agreement among Harvard, Yale, and Princeton did not bring immediate change to the game. Roosevelt had no enforcement powers over the schools, so the White House meeting proved unsuccessful. However, Roosevelt had given legitimacy to the problems of college football by publicly acknowledging serious problems existed.  The momentum for reform led to a meeting of about 60 schools in New York on December 28, 1905. The group created a new rules committee, composed of men from all over the country, to oversee the game. Additionally, the group demanded enforcement of these rules by a capable body of well-trained officials. The Inter-Collegiate Athletic Association became the new organization to enforce the rules. In 1910, the organization changed its name to the National Collegiate Athletic Association or the NCAA.

Roosevelt may not have saved college football but he surely fanned the flames for reform that eventually led to the establishment of the NCAA. It is debatable how effective the NCAA has been over the ensuing years, but that is a topic for another time.

The Thunder Stole My Heart

2016 Thunder 1st Row: Smiley, Hannah M, Mia, Pop Up Queen, Dirt Girl, Money 2nd Row: Gabbie, Kiley, Morgan, Christina, Addie, Hannah H 3rd Row: Coach John, Coach Eric, Coach Luke, Head Coach Brad

2016 NYO Thunder
1st Row: Smiley, Hannah M, Mia, Pop Up Queen, Dirt Girl, Money
2nd Row: Gabbie, Kiley, Morgan, Christina, Addie, Hannah H
3rd Row: Coach John, Coach Eric, Coach Luke, Head Coach Brad

This story does not fit the mold of prior stories I have written.  I will not be going back in time to jog your memories concerning college football rivalries, the 1995 Atlanta Braves or the birth of the Masters.  Please indulge me as I write about the essence of sports, the purity of the game, the love of the game just because of the game. No mention of big egos, jealous players, or cheating you often read about in sports articles.  This tale involves twelve young ladies, all between seven and nine years of age, their coaches, and the game of softball.  Before I continue, I must disclose that one of the young ladies is my daughter, so this narrative is very personal.

Our story begins about six weeks ago on a softball field similar to that of thousands across the country.  The young ladies had just completed their recreation (rec) league schedule and were about to embark on an All-Star season, the first for the vast majority.  All of these girls had talent, some more than others. Some of the girls knew some of the others from the just-completed rec season, some knew just one or two.   They were equally excited and apprehensive; not sure what lay in front of them.  All they knew for certain was that they were going to be teammates for the next six weeks on a team called the Thunder, a name designated by their head coach, Brad.  In fastpitch softball parlance, the Thunder was a “B” team.  The league also had an “A” team comprised of girls supposedly more talented.  The Thunder had to compete in tournaments against mostly “A” teams, with a few “B” teams scattered here and there.

So Coach Brad, Coach John, Coach Luke and Coach Eric set other goals besides victories.  All the coaches had achieved success with prior teams, understood the game, knew how to teach the game and have fun doing it.  The Thunder won-loss record would be secondary to motivating the girls to learn the game and have fun.  This strategy became more of a success than even the coaches imagined.

I cannot speak for the rest of the parents, but I had a rather uneasy feeling as we proceeded down the path of two to four practices a week and three tournaments, each lasting Friday through Sunday.  I frequently asked myself questions like:  What have I gotten my daughter and my family into (make no mistake, I was the impetus behind the pursuit of an All-Star season)?; How would my daughter hold up?  Could she really commit to such a schedule?  Would I ruin softball for her forever?

I made sure I attended as many practices as I could and all of the tournament games.  One by one I got to know the rest of the parents.  Honestly, I can say each and every one of them is a wonderful person who wanted the best not only for their daughter but the other girls as well.  I consider myself fortunate to have spent as much time as I did with them. However, their daughters are the main characters here and what characters they were!

Kate came to the team known as Smiley because she smiled all the time—certainly an appropriate nickname.  She became our pitcher because of her vacuum-like fielding and pinpoint throws to first (note:  at this level, the coaches still pitch to their own batters).  Mia secured our second base position and could wallop the ball.  It seemed you could always depend on her for a couple of RBIs during each game.  Addie became the everyday shortstop and was fearless when scorching grounders came her way.   She always seemed to know what to do in any situation. Hannah M generally played third base.  Unlike Kate, Hannah M did not smile a lot and the team chided her for that.  But boy you should have seen her face when she caught a line drive to secure a victory for the team—grinning from ear to ear!  I must admit that I almost dove from the scorer’s tower onto the field after that catch.

Rylie was the only seven year old on the team but played well beyond her years.  She earned the nickname “Money” because any fly ball within 10-15 yards of her would drop deftly into the center of her glove.  Hannah H had probably the cheeriest disposition of any of the girls.  Nothing seemed to bother her and she played four or five positions with equal aplomb.  Kiley may have been the oldest on the team at the ripe old age of nine and was clearly the steadying influence.  She also played a mean first base.  Like many of the girls, Gabbie played several positions well.  I’ll never forget watching her run the bases with those long legs.  I predict, if she decides to pursue another sport, that she will have a successful career in track and field at the upper levels of that sport.

Christina, like Hannah M, had a quiet, reserved demeanor.  Everyone loved her.  You could just tell she loved playing softball.  Mallory has the face of an angel but fielded like the devil.  Similar to Rylie, Mallory would catch any pop up on the infield or in the outfield and would generally win the pop up contests during the practices.  This ability earned her the nickname of “Pop Up Queen.”  Morgan played multiple positions and played them all very well.  She also could hit some wicked line drives.  Last but not least, Katie.  She played with abandon.  Most of her time was spent in the outfield or behind the plate.  For some reason, she loved to scatter the dirt with her hands or feet while on the infield during practice and sometimes during the games.  Consequently, she earned the nickname, “Dirt Girl.”

The coaches must have been fit to be tied during the first couple of weeks of practice.  The girls would counter a great play with a not-so-great play.  Easy pop ups would be dropped or missed.  Simple grounders would roll under their gloves between their legs. Throws would not come close to their targets and how many times did the coaches have to tell the girls not to run after a ball was caught in the air—“If it’s in the air, you do not dare.”  Sometimes I couldn’t watch, but the coaches, undaunted, would coach on.  Drill after drill—all made fun through some kind of game or competition—strengthened the skills of the girls over time.  Everyone’s fielding, throwing, catching, base running and hitting improved.

As time went on, you could see it their eyes, in their steps, and on their faces.  The girls were genuinely having fun, but more importantly, the girls were bonding.  Dirt Girl, Smiley, Money, Pop Up Queen and all the rest learned to love one another.  They truly enjoyed being around each other.  In fact, they didn’t want practice or the tournaments to end.  None of them complained about a lack of playing time or what position they were playing, as many pros do.  None of them became envious of another.  None of them boasted about being a better player than another.  Oh my, would it possible for this type of behavior to permeate the pro leagues?  I think not.

The girls only won two of the twelve tournament games.  The coaches and parents knew it would be difficult to battle with “A” caliber teams, some having played together for months.  The emphasis was not on winning—what a wonderful concept!  It was on playing the best you could and having fun, and the girls did just that.  Oh, do not be fooled, we all relished the two victories—both against other “B” level teams.  Squeals and cheers of joy emanated from the girls, coaches and parents alike after the two wins.  You would have thought we had just won the seventh game of the World Series.  In fact, we are the first “B” team from our softball organization to ever win two tournament games, and that is indeed something of which to be proud!

These young ladies showed me the pure essence of sports. They played the game for the love of the game, for the camaraderie with their teammates, for the love of their coaches and parents.  Even now, my eyes are tearing up.  How could twelve little girls capture the essence of a team sport like fastpitch softball and my heart?  I don’t know for sure, but they did.  Boy, did they!

Now, I must confess that Dirt Girl is my little daughter and cannot express in words how proud I am of her, dirt and all.  What a wonderful six weeks.  I want to thank the girls, the coaches and the parents for an experience I will never forget, and you know darn well the girls will never forget.  Oh what a joy to watch a game played the way it is supposed to be played.  Cheers to the Thunder, the girls who stole my heart!