text_original: Steadiness alone would not have saved us. We all played forward. At last, somehow, we got the ball back into something like the middle of the field. Giffard kept whispering to me all the time, even in the hottest of the rush. "What lies, pretending that they're not pla)^ng Joyce!" Here he had a discussion with the ball, mostly on his knees. " Humbug about his being in the hospital!" We had another chance. Out of the turmoil. Mason was flying off with a lead. It was the first clear start he had that day.
text_transcription: STEADINESS ALONE WOULD NOT HAVE SAVED US WE ALL PLAYED FORWARD AT LAST SOMEHOW WE GOT THE BALL BACK INTO SOMETHING LIKE THE MIDDLE OF THE FIELD GIFFORD KEPT WHISPERING TO ME ALL THE TIME EVEN IN THE HOTTEST OF THE RUSH WHAT LIES PRETENDING THAT IN NOT PLAYING JOYS HERE HE HAD A DISCUSSION WITH THE BALL MOSTLY ON HIS KNEES HUMBUG ABOUT HIS BEING IN THE HOSPITAL WE HAD ANOTHER CHANCE OUT OF THE TURMOIL MASON WAS FLYING OFF WITH A LEAD IT WAS THE FIRST CLEAR START HE HAD THAT DAY
phonemes: stˈɛdinəs ɐlˈoʊn wʊd nˌɑːɾɐv sˈeɪvd ˌʌs. wiː ˈɔːl plˈeɪd fˈɔːɹwɚd. æt lˈæst, sˈʌmhaʊ, wiː ɡɑːt ðə bˈɔːl bˈæk ˌɪntʊ sˈʌmθɪŋ lˈaɪk ðə mˈɪdəl ʌvðə fˈiːld. dʒˈɪfɚd kˈɛpt wˈɪspɚɹɪŋ tə mˌiː ˈɔːl ðə tˈaɪm, ˈiːvən ɪnðə hˈɑːɾɪst ʌvðə ɹˈʌʃ. "wˌʌt lˈaɪz, pɹɪtˈɛndɪŋ ðæt ðeɪɚ nˌɑːt plˈɑː)ˌɛndʒˈiː dʒˈɔɪs!" hˈɪɹ hiː hæd ɐ dɪskˈʌʃən wɪððə bˈɔːl, mˈoʊstli ˌɔn hɪz nˈiːz. " hˈʌmbʌɡ ɐbˌaʊt hɪz bˌiːɪŋ ɪnðə hˈɑːspɪɾəl!" wiː hæd ɐnˈʌðɚ tʃˈæns. ˌaʊɾəv ðə tˈɜːmɔɪl. mˈeɪsən wʌz flˈaɪɪŋ ˈɔf wɪð ɐ lˈiːd. ɪt wʌzðə fˈɜːst klˈɪɹ stˈɑːɹt hiː hæd ðæt dˈeɪ.