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Dover, New Phila Foutzes Connected by Football, Genes


Foutz Don Earl

Don Foutz, left, and H. Earl Foutz reminisce in 1974 about the pass Don of Dover threw that Earl of Phila hauled in for an interception and 85-yard return for a touchdown that won the 1929 rivalry game.

Foutz-to-Foutz Pass a Familial Feat

In the yellowed newspaper clipping, Don Foutz wears a turtleneck and a smirk. He looks less formal than the man in the suit and tie standing next to him, a guy also named Foutz, but also less than thrilled to be reliving a shared moment on the football fields of their youth.

Maybe because the moment happened to be one of the few that didn’t go a teenage Don Foutz’s way, particularly against rival New Philadelphia.

Maybe, too, because aside from a fabled pass that went the wrong way for Dover’s Tornadoes (and the right for Phila’s Quakers), the two men appeared to share little else.

Well, a shared name, in Foutz. But as the article says, the two men “are not related.”

It’s what they thought that November day in 1929; it’s what they believed 45 Novembers later on the eve of another annual rivalry football game.

So I guess it’s OK that my first post here in seven months is so long in coming since it will undo more than 100 years of missed conceptions and forgotten connections. Because the article’s wrong. The Dover and New Phila Foutzes are related.

Don Foutz’s Errant Pass Gives Earl Foutz Glory

A series of Tornadoes Time Warp posts in 2010 thoroughly documented Don Foutz’s football glory days from 1929-31. Among his exploits against hated rival New Philadelphia:

  • Scoring on an early run and throwing a 4th-quarter TD pass in a 13-7 Dover victory in 1930
  • Piling up a school-record 220 rushing yards (it would stand for 64 years) and 2 TDs in a 27-6 Dover victory in 1931

Grandpa was a fixture in print that senior season, as Dover notched a best-ever 10-1 record and #5 state ranking, an opener for a stretch of football and basketball dominance under Coach Hermann Rearick and grandpa’s successor at halfback, Doc Kelker, that briefly made Dover Ohio’s city of champions.

But his legend faded quickly and he settled into the daily routine, raising three kids and working for a Ford dealership before following his father and two older brothers into the steel mill.

Occasionally, the Dover Daily Reporter would catch up with the old Crimson Flash, as in a 1961 article about son Donn’s rushing exploits for Dover. The 1974 article, however, focused on a rare miscue — a year before Don Foutz played the hero against New Philadelphia, he sealed Dover’s fate with an interception to opposing player Earl Foutz. Read all about it by clicking the thumbnails below.

Don Foutz 1929 interceptionEarl Foutz intercepts Don Foutz

In addition to sharing details of the 1929 contest as a preview to the rivalry’s 70th installment, the article states: “that game marked the first time Don and Earl — who are not related — ever met.” While I don’t dispute the truth of the football covered in the article, I thought I’d dig a little more deeply into the genealogy.

Sharing a Common Great-Great Grandfather

Earl and his brother, Dick Foutz, were well-known around Dover and Phila, and to my family, as the operators of Foutz Appliances on Tuscarawas Avenue in New Philadelphia. I even remember as a kid asking about the cross-town Foutzes, but being told we weren’t related.

As it turns out, grandpa Don was third cousin to Earl and his brothers Dick and Lloyd. The connection goes back to where our Foutz — originally, Pfouts — ancestors started in Ohio, a couple dozen miles east near Bowerston.

According to well-documented research, Michael Pfouts — Don’s and Earl’s second great-grandfather — emigrated from the lower Neckar River region of Wuertemberg, Germany in 1787. He first settled in Washington County, Maryland, where he probably farmed with other German immigrants. He married a woman named Catharine in Maryland in 1799, and over the next 26 years they had 8 children — about half in Maryland and, beginning with Jacob in 1811, the rest in Harrison County, Ohio.

The early Pfoutses owned several parcels of land throughout Monroe and North townships, on which they farmed for the better part of 150 years. Gideon Pfouts, my third-great-grandfather (grandpa Don’s great-grandfather), farmed 80 acres along what is now Grundy Ridge and Mill Hill roads south of Bowerston. John, a brother more than a decade Gideon’s senior, farmed an area in the southeast corner of Monroe Township with siblings Jonathan and Elizabeth Pfouts. Although his homesteading siblings would never marry, John wed relatively late in life, marrying Irish immigrant Margaret Sprowls in 1850, when he was 43 and she was 27.

John and Margaret Pfouts are Earl’s great-grandparents. They’d have four children. Their second, born July 3, 1854 on the farm, was named Andrew J. Pfouts. That’s Earl’s grandpa. I dipped into the spreadsheet I started keeping in 2010 to track all the many (related) Foutzes (Pfoutses) from census to census in 19th century Harrison County. There, in 1860, was five-year-old Andrew in the home of John and Margaret Pfouts.

Earl and brother Richard would take over the store their father, James Howard Foutz, began on Tuscarawas Avenue in New Phila in 1920. (A talented brother, Lloyd, would perform as a musician around the country before dying young in 1961.) The connection between our families is confirmed by J. Howard Foutz’s 1901 marriage certificate to Effie Leggett of Carroll County. The certificate names Andrew J. Foutz and Mary Ayers of Harrison County as Howard’s parents. A 20-year-old James H. Fouts appears in their household in the 1900 census, the only one between his 1880 birth and 1910, 1920, 1930 and 1940 censuses documenting his married life with Effie and the kids in New Philadelphia.

Meanwhile, Gideon would marry Delilah Jones in 1843. Together, they’d raise six children. Their oldest, Jonathan Foutz, would marry Rebecca Caldwell and have seven children of their own. Their very youngest, born in 1887 in Bowerston, was Vance Cleveland Foutz, my grandpa Don Foutz’s dad.

The final resting places of our Foutz cousins mirror our own clan’s trek from the farms of Harrison to the city life of Tuscarawas county. John and Margaret Pfouts are buried with Michael and the rest of the original Pfoutses in Conotton Cemetery, while Andrew and Mary Pfouts are buried in Grandview Cemetery near Scio.

James Howard Foutz is buried, with Effie and infant daughter Mary, in East Avenue Cemetery, New Philadelphia. Son H. Earl and wife Isabel Marie Foutz are buried at Maple Grove Cemetery in Dover.

Earl outgained Dover by a crucial 85 yards in that 1929 contest; he outlived my grandfather by 13 years. I wonder what they’d chat about, today, if they’d lived to see the roots of their family history reconnected.

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Foutz James Howard grave 1941

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High School Life in New Philadelphia, Ohio, 1913


New Philadelphia Ohio Senior Class 1913

The young men and women of the New Philadelphia Ohio High School Class of 1913 gather for a portrait. Among them — back row, fourth from left — is Colt’s great-grandmother, Zula Lucrece Fisher.

Zula Lucrece Fisher | 1913 Senior Yearbook

One of the sad side effects to genealogical research, and — let’s admit — the limitations of the space-time continuum, the laws of physics, an unclear itinerary of the afterlife, etc. and etc. is that as much as you come to know of those in your family who came before, you’ll never truly know them.

Never hear them speak or laugh, never see them smile. Never listen to them tell a story, or a joke. Never share a meal with them, reel in a fish with them, kneel to pray with them.

You can pore over the dates, photographs, the documents, the details endlessly. Not a single one takes the place of sitting awhile, in the flesh, with them.

Still, cobbling together the bits of narrative that make up the life of a beloved ancestor is one way of understanding them — and yourself — a bit better. And preserving their memory for others.

I’ll admit, for most of my life knowledge of my great-grandmother Zula Lucrece Fisher was limited to tragic facts and my mind’s loose imagining of them.

I knew that my grandfather, Robert Earl Ley Jr., had lost his mother when he was not yet two. That he had been sent to live in the care of his maternal grandparents for awhile, and later rejoined his father, stepmother and young half-brother, Dickie.

I think, in my childhood subconscious, I saw all this playing out in an early 20th-century edition of my grandfather’s dental office in downtown Dover. And all resolved in a short matter of time. When in fact the locales and the length of time and the circumstances were all quite different.

In an early series of posts in this blog, I already recounted Zula Fisher’s tragic death of pneumonia and resulting miscarriage, and the places Grandpa Ley called home as a boy. Other posts have documented Zula’s obituary, as well as the life and times of all the particulars: her parents, John William and Addie May (Smith) Fisher, Great-Grandpa Robert Earl Ley Sr., grandpa’s stepmother Florence Wilma (Jones) Ley, even where the Leys could be found in the 1940 census.

Chalk up more details to help us get to know those who came before.

But I was delighted in recent weeks to discover more source material out there that shined an even more lively light on Zula’s spark back then. Before its all too early extinction.

There are an increasing number of sites online that are stockpiling scanned yearbooks, from high schools, colleges. A lot of ’em are out to bilk you, charge you $80 and up for a reproduction copy. All entrepreneurship aside, my goals in this blog have been simple, and cheap: share all I know, make it freely available.

Some of the stunning possessions I’ve been able to inherit have brought Zula to life like no census document ever could. The pictures of her family when she was a girl. The portrait of her clad in virginal garb, cradling my infant grandfather. A teacher’s textbook of hers I was fortunate to inherit, with her handwriting inside, noting students’ names and the gifts they were to receive, assignments for her to complete, her own signed name.

The fact of her birthdate — Dec. 24, 1895 — brings to mind joyful Christmas and birth celebrations, bedecked in 19th century traditional finery. Ah, but there my imagination revs up again.

This week — a nice anchoring for more images of forever youthful Zula. Her senior portrait and entry in the 1913 Clover yearbook of New Philadelphia High School, and her team portrait as senior player on the women’s basketball squad.

Yes — quaint detail — the 1913 yearbook for crosstown Phila was not yet called the Delphian. But more dear is how they preserved the graduating seniors in their own mini-odes. Zula’s, for your pleasure:

ZULA FISHER

Basket Ball ’13. Class Play.

“All the beauty of the place

Is in thy smile and on thy face.”

Her beautiful blue eyes first gazed upon this world on December 24, 1895. Her smiles would certainly drive the blues from the bluest and she has proved to be a wonder in the English Class.

Bittersweet it is, then, to understand the entry in the 1922 yearbook, which, like those before, including Zula’s 1913 edition, caught up with every single class of alumni to that point. Bittersweet, then, to know such promise would flower without fruition, that we would be deprived of knowing her.

But maybe it’s enough to know her as she was then. And smile at all she gave us, in our ancestry, in who came after. And be thankful for the gift of knowing.

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Great-Grandmother Zula Fisher Ley’s 1913 high school senior class photo and bio from the Clover, New Philadelphia, Ohio.

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Girls’ basketball squads from New Philadelphia High School preserved in the 1913 Clover yearbook. Zula Fisher appears with the senior squad, top photo.

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Tornadoes Time Warp – Don Foutz After Football


1931 Dover Crimsons Halfback Don Foutz

Colt's grandfather, Don Foutz, set records as starting halfback for Dover in 1931 that would stand for more than six decades.

1931 Dover Football | Commemorating Don Foutz

My grandpa Don Foutz died when I was four years old.

Growing up in a town where some branches of my family stretch back seven generations, I’ve been blessed with all the holidays, birthdays and everyday moments I shared with my mother’s parents, and my dad’s mom. But with my father’s father, I only have the fragments of memory.

For instance, there’s an early morning scene, after spending the night at their house on Cross Street in Dover with my brother, Dan. Grandpa is standing in the doorway of his bedroom, or perhaps the bathroom across the hall. He has a washcloth in his hands. He runs it in steaming water. Wipes it across his face, screws it into his eyes. “What are you doing, Grandpa?” I ask. He looks at me. “Getting the sleep out of my eyes,” he explains. It’s a novel concept to me, at 3. “Here,” he says. “Hold still.” And playfully swipes the washcloth across my face.

There are Christmases. A Thanksgiving, probably. They never had to knock. Just came on in. Perhaps to the aroma of sausage souffle in the oven. The music of little boys ransacking stockings hung from the banister. “Danny!” he exclaims in a deep, grizzled voice, noticing my brother. “Come here, Danny.” He finds a chair and watches us, playing beneath the lit tree.

I remember visiting him, toward the end. When he was hospitalized near Washington D.C., undergoing experimental treatment for oat-cell carcinoma. It was a big trip. To the beach, I think. And maybe to see my great aunt Doris — his sister — too. Or I could be mixing things. It was a big hospital. Elevators. That kind of thing makes an impression on a kid, but I don’t recall seeing him.

There was his funeral. I only remember walking around and around and around. Restless with toddler inattention and bottomless energy. The adults tended to other things.

Later on, stories of him made their indelible impression. Little things. How he put ketchup on his eggs and potatoes. Subjected my father to liver and onions as a kid (which we, in turn, were subjected to). Worked such a repetitive job in the steel mill (is there another kind?) one arm grew larger than the other. Was a fan of jazz music, and an elegant dancer. And stories of his football career.

Don Foutz 1936 Ohio State football recruit1937 OSU Football Practice Letter

Recruited by Ohio State

As the legend went, Grandpa was recruited by the mighty Buckeyes and joined the squad in Columbus. But they lined the fields with real quicklime in those days. And when, on a bang-up play, Grandpa was tackled at a yardline marker and got the stuff in his eyes, he was blinded, and his playing career was ended.

This is what he told my dad himself, later in life, or what Dad heard somewhere else. Memories fade. But my point: for years, Grandpa was tight-lipped about his playing days at Dover and afterward.

As the posts in this series show, Don Foutz had been a standout on Dover squads as far back as his 1929 sophomore season, in which he averaged well over 40 yards a punt and boasted several boots of 60 yards or more, including a 70-yarder against Newcomerstown. That game also saw his breakout as rusher and receiver, as he scored 2 TDs rushing and took a 40-yard reception in for another TD, in addition to a PAT he ran in.

In another story that qualifies as family legend, my grandpa Bob Ley, four years behind Don in school, remembers, as a wee middle schooler, watching the star footballer whose son his daughter would eventually marry skying punts from where the library stands in Dover now, across the street from the high school, over the school building and onto the block where St. Joseph’s Elementary stands today. Of course, we heard all of this much, much later.

In his junior season of 1930, Grandpa Foutz saw increasing action as halfback and passer, and his heroics against rival New Philadelphia in the season’s final contest — an early TD run and fourth-quarter TD pass — won the game 13-7 for Dover and the conference title.

His 1931 season cemented his status as electrifying runner, crafty punter and backfield captain. He notched 11 TDs rushing, 1 passing and 10 PATs kicked, giving him the county scoring title (though the official newspaper record somehow only gave him 10 TDs rushing — the passing TD didn’t count for his recorded 70 points). He set a school record for rushing yards in a single game, with 209 against Uhrichsville, then broke it with 220 against New Phila, a mark that would stand for another 63 years.

And yet, when teammates such as Trevor Rees, and Don & Dale Godfrey, and Doc Kelker departed for college, Don Foutz stayed home. As Rees achieved All-American status as a Buckeye, and Kelker and company in 1932 and ’33 surpassed the achievements of the 1931 Crimsons, Foutz remained in Dover. Until 1936, when the call family came.

A telegram, from Dover alumni and legendary Ohio State assistant football coach, Ernie Godfrey, instructed: “DON PLEASE COME COLUMBUS FOR INTERVIEW IMMEDIATELY RELATIVE ENTERING OHIO STATE THIS MONTH HAVE JOB FOR YOU”

At the time of his recruiting, the Buckeyes were coached by Francis Schmidt. They were in the midst of beating Michigan four straight seasons. The annual end-of-season meeting had just begun. The band would perform script Ohio for the first time in October in a game against Pittsburgh.

Just as Grandpa’s high school scrapbook detailed his on-field exploits, documents tucked into its pages confirmed the legendary story of which he barely — if ever — spoke. The telegram from Godfrey. The 1937 letter to varsity players giving the date to report to spring practice. A confirmation of credits for entrance. And lastly, a withdrawal slip, signed by the Dean and noting his good standing, citing “trouble with eyes” as the reason for his departure from Columbus.

Don Foutz OSU entrance cardDon Foutz OSU withdrawal 1937

With these revelations, still more questions: What had Don Foutz been up to those four years since graduation? Certainly, the interest of a coach of Godfrey’s stature speaks well of Grandpa’s abilities, that he still would be recruited at 22. Was the “job” Godfrey spoke of in his telegram referring to on-field duties, or employment that would enable Grandpa’s enrollment? And what about the date on the withdrawal slip? It matches the date skilled players were due to report for spring practice in 1937. How did “trouble with eyes” keep Grandpa from suiting up? Was there some other reason? Did he practice, or even play in Fall 1936? And what thoughts and feelings did he carry home to Dover and bear in the years that followed?

These were matters he kept to himself. He didn’t speak of his playing days, or his single-game rushing record. My father would sometimes hear of his dad’s playing days in passing, at the Elks Club, or around town. Grandpa didn’t put any pressure on his sons to play football. Nor did  he involve himself in directing their development, or their choice of school or sport. He attended their games, but didn’t prowl the sideline, or insinuate himself in conversations on playing time, or coaching decisions. In short, he kept to himself.

But at least once in the intervening decades, his stellar playing career was brought back into the public consciousness.

Dover footballers Don Foutz and son Donn FoutzArticle on Don Foutz and son Donn Foutz

Carrying on a Tradition

Autumn, 1961. Exactly 30 years after Don Foutz, the Crimson Flash, bucked through the line and raced around end, pinned opponents deep with towering punts and sent pinpoint kicks through the uprights, another Don Foutz was piling up yardage, and setting his sites on the crosstown Quakers.

My dad’s oldest brother, my uncle Donn, as fullback for the Dick Haines-coached Tornadoes, piled up 941 yards (then second-most in school history) and romped for 15 touchdowns (then sixth-best). He had also had a breakout 3-TD game in his sophomore season, just like his father 30 years before. And he also handled punting duties for Dover.

Just as my grandfather rose to the occasion as spoiler against arch-rival New Phila, Haines made no secret of his formula against the Quakers and so many other opponents that season — he would send Foutz running right at them. Uncle Donn’s teams had already bested the Quakers two seasons straight. And in sealing their third straight victory, Dover reduced the quarterback’s workload each time, going from 9 passes in the 1959 game, to 7 in ’60 and just one pass attempt in 1961. Uncle Donn and his teammate in backfield mayhem, Jerry Bryan, alternated carries and flat out shoved it down the Quakers’ throats to a 16-12 victory.

My father remembers my grandfather and grandmother, Erma, as avid attendees of his older brothers’ football gamesm with seats right on the 50 yard line. Dad would spend autumn Friday nights in the company of his grandfather, Vance Cleveland Foutz, and zone out to Lawrence Welk on the TV and await the news when his parents returned home.

Grandpa’s silence in the midst of his sons’ gridiron exploits is all the more remarkable, considering Uncle Donn’s parallel success. In the article, his quotes seem proud, but humble, a little reticent, even, as if talking about himself is about as appealing as being stuffed for a five-yard loss:

“I don’t throw so good anymore,” he says, tossing a ball around left-handed as the writer looked on.

Another description of his playing days merely details what formations the team ran, never his own contribution. He reserves his longest statement, and his praise, for Uncle Donn:

“A fellow can’t help but get pretty excited watching his son play. Don’s got real good speed and he’s a hard runner but it’s his blocking that makes the difference. We’re real proud of him.”

As a reporter myself, I have to believe that if grandpa had done any self-reflection, or indulged in any glory tales, the reporter would have printed them. Instead, the long lead-in detailing his exploits straight out of the newspaper’s morgue, with Grandpa only contributing the deflecting mechanics-of-the-game quote, and the almost apologetic note on his throwing, followed by the careful praise of his son — “his blocking makes the difference” — reveals to me a personality that is reserved, maybe even wary of the interview and comparisons to his football past.

In any case, the article went into his scrapbook, carefully pasted alongside his own playing exploits. That the existence of this scrapbook came as a surprise, though, is even more evidence of Grandpa’s reticence at drawing attention to his past glory.

Don Foutz, 1941

Don Foutz, 1941, about 27 years old. He would marry my grandmother, Erma Johnson, the following May.

Lessons On and Off the Field

Following his return home after his withdrawal from Ohio State, Don Foutz worked as a mechanic and in the steel mill, and remained in his hometown all his life.

He married my grandmother in May 1942, and with her, raised three sons — Donn, Bob and Fred.

He was an avid photographer, and collected jazz records. I am told that at family gatherings — weddings, special occasions — people would stand and watch him dance with my grandmother.

He was a smoker. It’s unusual today, I guess, but as a kid I remember the ashtrays at his house. And his red, sausage-shaped pillow, and his easy chair and the couch he would lie down on. I think I remember a train or slot car set on a table in the basement, and the tools and other things he kept there, and the floor, painted red. I remember the puzzles and wooden blocks and dominoes I’d play with on the carpet of his living room. Maybe he was around then; it feels like he could have been around, but maybe it was after.

Grandpa died Nov. 14, 1980, of lung cancer. I was 4. My brother Dan had just turned 2. My own dad was just 28, six years younger than I am now. I can’t quite fathom that, or the time I’ve benefited from with him that he never had with his own dad.

My dad and his brothers all played football for Dover. Donn was named All-Ohio, and went on to play at Muskingum College, and coached at the high school level for awhile. Bob was honorable mention All-Ohio, and played at Yale. He went on to earn a PhD, doing graduate work at Ohio State, and taught for many years in the statistics program at Virginia Tech, (where I hear they’re developing quite the scrappy football program).

Dad played on the line at Dover, alongside buddies Gary Kimble and Joe Fisher and Rick “Tank” Taylor. He was part of the 10-0 1967 squad — a record of which neither his father or brothers could boast — and might have helped Dover repeat the feat in his senior season if not for an 8-0 blanking at the hands of hated New Phila in the final game. (Haines, as great as he was, may have underestimated the bulldog ferocity, not to mention the old Foutz magic, that might have been unleashed had he just freed a frothing-to-achieve Fred Foutz from the line for a play or two).

Dad didn’t play at Cincinnati, but was third in his family to earn a college degree, an achievement no previous Foutz generation in America — not father, not grandfather, not great-great or great-great-great or great-great-great-great, could claim. Dad couldn’t stay away from other athletic pursuits — lacrosse, basketball, long distance running — and supported his own sons as they tried soccer and swimming and cross-country and track and yes, even Dover football.

According to my father, Grandpa never talked at length about his playing days. But maybe, in its way, that was the greater blessing. He was not full of himself. Not outwardly haunted or obsessed by some sense of tragedy, of why-me, of what-instead. He went about his work — taking on swing shifts at the mill that would sometimes keep him from his sons’ games (he often talked with them about having to miss game time beforehand), but always put bread on the table.

In the 1990s, Dad and his brothers, along with Don’s widow, Erma, established a scholarship in his name, to be offered jointly by the athletic department at the high school and the Tuscarawas County YMCA. His glittering football stats were cited. But given more prominence in the scholarship description were the purposes of the dual awards — for scholarship, and for demonstration of time and service dedicated to the YMCA. You see, Grandpa never pushed football as the ideal, as the must-win, the end-all, the be-all. Instead, developing character. Growing as a man. The YMCA was an import setting, to my grandfather, in which those lessons could be imparted.

He indulged in other loves, and other pursuits for which he found a gift. Maybe nothing, I don’t know, ever compares to the giddy lightness that in your youth accompanies the realization that at this one thing, for a time, nobody can touch you, you are setting the pace and the world can only heave its chests and lunge blindly and fail to catch up.

But life, in its steadfast pace, inevitably does. Time, the wiliest opposition, always scores the final W. And so the greater lesson, to me, isn’t how you live your life when it’s all downhill running, and acres of daylight, and the yardage markers a blur beneath your feet. But how you respond in the long haul. What lessons you impart. And the mark you leave behind.

There’s a lot I’d want to discuss with my grandpa if I had the chance, if I could only have an hour, or a meal, or an evening today. Football, for all the digital ink I’ve spilled over it since late summer, would only occupy a fraction of it. (And I get the sense, for all the mind he paid to it, for the bulk of his life, he’d like that just fine.) No, I’d want to discuss with him what it meant to him to be a man, to live the life he did, what family meant, and his work, and wife, and where he devoted his time. And answer his questions about the same. I have to think, for all the intervening years, and the time we never had, that in a big way, undefinable maybe, but subtle and certain and solid as bones, I am who I am today because of him.

Foutz Christmas 1979

Three generations of Foutzes: Don, entering from left; Fred, on the stairs; and Dan and Colt at the stockings, Christmas 1979.

Don Foutz, Colt Foutz December 1977

Don Foutz and grandson Colt, December 1977.

Erma, Dan, Colt and Don Foutz, 1978

Grandparents Erma and Don with grandsons Dan and Colt Foutz, 1978.

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Dover Vs. Phila 1931 – The Big Game


1931 Dover Crimsons Starters

Tornadoes Time Warp | 5,000 See Dover Win Grid Classic

Game coverage from the Times-Reporter:

By Hal Jenkins

The Crimsons struck with full power yesterday to score the most decisive victory in history over New Philadelphia.

Backs who knifed through holes opened by a great line and skirted ends behind an army of interference swept Dover to a 27-6 triumph.

Close to 5,000 saw the magnificent exhibition of sheer power; watched what was to have been a close conflict turn into a rout of the Quakers.

For 17 years Dover fans had waited for yesterday. And few you will find who’ll not say that this Crimsons team of 1931 — the first coached by Herman Rearick — is one of the greatest aggregations in local football history.

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SCORECARD

When: Thanksgiving Day — Thursday, Nov. 26, 1931

Where: Fairgrounds, Dover, Ohio

Result: Dover 27, New Philadelphia 6. Dover finishes the season a record 10-1; Phila falls to 4-6 (after starting 3-0).

Notable: The game marked the most points Dover had ever scored against their rival (previous high was 18) in 25 total contests, and the biggest margin of victory for the Crimsons at 21 points.

Also Notable: Dover rolled up 402 yards — a record 220 of them gained on the ground by Foutz (a school rushing mark that would stand for 64 years) to a mere 71 total yards by the Quakers.

Notable as well: The bleachers were filled almost an hour before the 2:30 start time.  For a game played so late in the year, the weather was clear and cold, the field muddy. Dover’s uniform was white shirts, white pants, white headgear — black numbers.

Make note of this, too: As noted earlier in 1931 game coverage, this was the first Dover-Phila contest to feature a play-by-play via public address system. But the screaming of the faithful — as well as the cannon some young Crimsons fans brought with them — rendered the effort mostly useless. By game time the crowd had been whipped into a frenzy by a week’s worth of anticipation — light standards in downtown Dover bedecked in crimson and gray; a steak-and-potato dinner served at noon for the team, courtesy of the Lion’s Club; the high school band spelling out “Dover” during pre-game and tossing confetti from the formation. Fifteen police patrolled the field, but the only note of an unruly fan being tossed came when one “funster” tossed a fish from the Dover side.

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SUMMARY

Keys to the game – Dover dominated every phase of the game, and only allowed a touchdown in the closing quarter.

The Crimsons notched 23 first downs to the Quakers’ 6.

As noted above, Dover netted almost 600% more yards from scrimmage than their hapless rival.

New Phila found momentum early on from its passing attack — playing off a strategy that began to work in the fourth quarter of the 1930 game before the Quakers ran out of time. But even this strategy faltered. In all, the Quakers were just 6 of 12 passing for 82 yards with one of those attempts intercepted by the Crimsons.

Meanwhile, Dover simply ran the ball down New Phila’s throats. Foutz’s record 220 yards were accompanied by 2 touchdowns. Zuchegno gained 78; Fred Kelker 55; Don Godfrey 32; Frank Kelker 11; and Mason 6.

On defense, Dover blocked a field goal to end Phila’s best chance of scoring, on the opening drive. In the second half, the Crimsons caught Phila behind the line of scrimmage in their own end zone and scored a safety.

In all, it was the usual spirited, manic play characteristic of the rivalry game. Kicks missed. Penalties called back touchdowns. Fumbles occurred within striking distance of the goal. Rushers were stopped short of extra-point yardage. The final score might have been even more for Dover, or Phila could have put themselves closer.

But the dominance of the Crimsons proved it: on this day, Dover would not be denied.

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1931 Dover-Phila Play-by-Play 11931 Dover-Phila Play-by-Play 2


In-game sequence – Even in a game that Dover thoroughly dominated on the scoreboard, the tension was high as fumbles, penalties and dramatic plays swung the momentum. In this fourth-quarter sequence, with the score Dover 13, New Phila 0, the Crimsons began by forcing Phila to punt. Taking over at its own 30, Dover sent Foutz straight through center for 2; then Zuchegno for 3, then Foutz for 4. Foutz then sent a 30-yard punt to the Quakers 29. Dover regained possession on a clipping penalty, and Foutz promptly raced around end for 9 yards. The drive continued:

“After gaining 4 more yards, Foutz crashed through center for 17 yards carrying the ball across the goal line, but was called back when the referee ruled that Dover was holding on the play. Retaliating, Foutz gained 10. Kuhn recovered Foutz’s fumble on the New Phila 24. Byrd lost 5 yards on the 2 plays. Zurcher punted (for Phila) 10 yards out of bounds on his own 28.

Godfrey gained 2 around left end. Foutz gained 2. Foutz again repeated his rush thru center and ran 28 yards for a touchdown.”

Top performers – Touchdowns went to Foutz (2), Zuchegno and Fred Kelker. The defense scored a safety in the fourth quarter, and only allowed the Quakers to score on the next to last possession of the game.

Don Foutz’s (final) line –

2 touchdowns rushing (12 points)

1 extra point kicked (1 PAT missed, 1 FG missed)

13 points total

220 yards rushing

6 punts for 180 yards (30 yds. avg.)

Quotable –

“Foutz, playing his last game, captained the backfield and Trevor Rees, the great center, was line captain. These two were the inspiration of the team. For their last game they turned in brilliant individual performances. And their mates were never far behind.”

NEXT WEEK: What happened to the 1931 Crimsons after their magical 10-1 season was ended? Stay tuned as Colt profiles the team’s stars and what they did next.


ABOUT THE “TIME WARP”

Each week, this series runs in tandem with the 2010 Dover (Ohio) Tornadoes football schedule to share historic game-by-game summaries of Dover’s 1931 season, in which Colt Foutz’s grandfather, Don Foutz, played a starring role. Game stories and photos are excerpted from Don Foutz’s football scrapbook, with thanks to Fred Foutz. How did Dover do this week (in 2010)? Get the latest Dover Tornadoes news from the Sports section of The Times-Reporter.

1931 Dover Crimsons HB Don Foutz

Crimsons halfback Don Foutz capped a great high school football career in dramatic fashion by piling up a school-record 220 yards in the 1931 rivalry game against New Philadelphia. The yardage total would stand at the top for Dover gridders until 1995.

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Dover vs. Phila 1931 – Your Game Program


Dover New Phila 1931 Game Program

1931 Dover-New Phila Game Program

Tornadoes Time Warp | 1931 Dover-Phila Preview

The first page of the 1931 Dover-Phila game program trumpets the arrival of the 20th annual Thanksgiving Day contest.

One has to assume the combined editorial staffs of the Crimson and Gray and The Delphian had done their research. And so, counting backward brings us to the first Dover-Phila game, played on Thanksgiving, 1897.

But there were 5 earlier-season matches between the rivals played as well. And as a rule, few had gone particularly well for Dover.

First 6 games:

In the early years of the rivalry, according to the 1931 game program, Dover squared off against New Phila just six times between 1897 and the first of two matchups in 1914 between the schools. It may have been well for Dover to cry off at that point, when the series stood with Dover in favor 2-1-3 even though Phila had notched a 23-21 advantage in total scoring. Because the next two decades would mostly be a downer.

Middle 9 games:

From the Thanksgiving games of 1914 through 1921 the Quakers amassed an 8-1 record over the hapless Crimsons. Phila rolled up 240 points to just 14 scored by Dover, which found itself on the wrong end of 27-0, 39-0, 42-0, 61-0 and 47-0 blowouts, broken only by its 7-0 triumph in 1916.

In 1917 alone, the Quakers scored 108 unanswered points (in two games).

1919 featured the only forfeit of the series, when Dover coach Albert “Dutch” Senhauser pulled his squad from the field in protest of a controversial call. Phila, leading the game 7-0 at the time, earned a 1-0 official win. (According to A Century of Excitement: Dover Football 1896-1996, by Denny Rubright. Yes, I finally got my hands on the resources I lost.)

Last 9 games:

From 1922 through 1930, though New Phila still outscored its rival 118-56 (mainly attributable to a 64-0 win in 1924), Dover eked out a 3-4-2 record. Though they had suffered the record margin of defeat in 1924, the Crimsons had also pulled some heady upsets and a crafty tie to preserve their undefeated 7-0-2 record in 1926.

If Dover could pull out a repeat of 1930’s late-game heroics, it could pull even for the decade of 1922-1931 at 4-4-2.

Of course, that would still put the Crimsons behind 7-13-5 in the overall series, coming off a point deficit of 381-91. But hey, they had the next 80 years to make up that ground. Of course, the yearbook accounting below didn’t record at least two other early games found by Rubright, both Dover losses, including a 54-0 blowout.

But not to worry, Crimson Tornadoes fans — they’d finally pull even in 2007.

Dover-Phila football series to 1930

In other matters germane to previewing the game, the yearbook staffers introduced both bands, and the alma maters and fight songs as they were sung, circa 1931. And dutifully reported the rosters of both squads. Click on the thumbnails below to catch up on all that’s fit to print about Dover vs. Phila, 1931.

Tomorrow: A pre-game telegram puts the pressure on Don Foutz.

1931 Dover Band & Fight Song1931 New Phila Band & Fight Song1931 Dover football team1931 New Phila football team

ABOUT THE “TIME WARP”

Each week, this series runs in tandem with the 2010 Dover (Ohio) Tornadoes football schedule to share historic game-by-game summaries of Dover’s 1931 season, in which Colt Foutz’s grandfather, Don Foutz, played a starring role. Game stories and photos are excerpted from Don Foutz’s football scrapbook, with thanks to Fred Foutz. How did Dover do this week (in 2010)? Get the latest Dover Tornadoes news from the Sports section of The Times-Reporter.


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