text_original: I was away before most of them knew what had become of the leather. Again there was only Rivers between the goal and me. He soon was out of the reckoning. The mud beat him. As he was making for me down he came upon his hands and knees. I had been running wide till then.
text_transcription: I WAS AWAY BEFORE MOST OF THEM KNEW WHAT HAD BECOME OF THE LADDER AGAIN THERE WAS ONLY RIVERS BETWEEN THE GOAL AND ME HE SOON WAS OUT OF THE RECKONING THE MUD BEAT HIM AS HE WAS MAKING FOR ME DOWN HE CAME UPON HIS HANDS AND KNEES I HAD BEEN RUNNING WIDE TILL THEN
phonemes: aɪ wʌz ɐwˈeɪ bᵻfˌɔːɹ mˈoʊst əv ðˌɛm nˈuː wʌt hæd bɪkˌʌm ʌvðə lˈɛðɚ. ɐɡˈɛn ðɛɹwˌʌz ˈoʊnli ɹˈɪvɚz bᵻtwˌiːn ðə ɡˈoʊl ænd mˌiː. hiː sˈuːn wʌz ˌaʊɾəv ðə ɹˈɛkənɪŋ. ðə mˈʌd bˈiːt hˌɪm. æz hiː wʌz mˌeɪkɪŋ fɔːɹ mˌiː dˌaʊn hiː kˈeɪm əpˌɑːn hɪz hˈændz ænd nˈiːz. aɪ hɐdbɪn ɹˈʌnɪŋ wˈaɪd tˈɪl ðˈɛn.