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 touches on several plays, among them Number 30. Tackling was prohibited, and the somewhat ludicrous spectacle of Billy Desmond and Al Greene scowling darkly at each other without once coming to grips was presented. The captaincy of the Scrub had fallen to Johnny Thayer on Monday, and it was Johnny who gathered the team about him in the early twilight that Thursday afternoon and led the cheer.

"Win, win, Wyndham! Win, win, Wyndham! Win, win, Wyndham! Scrub! Scrub! SCRU-U-UB!"

The First cheered then, and after that the Scrub cheered the First, and the audience cheered the Scrub and the Scrub cheered Mr. Connover, and Mr. Connover cheered—no, that isn't right! But there was a good deal of cheering and noise; and a good deal of laughter as the Scrub formed in line and, eighteen strong, marched off abreast behind a long strip of white oilcloth bearing the inscription in large black letters: THE FIGHTING SCRUB—The Team That Put the "Win" in Wyndham—Scrub 13; F. H. S. 0;—Scrub 26; T. A. 9—Scrub 13; W. 2nd 12—WE WERE GOOD AND WE ACKNOWLEDGE IT!

Clif held his breath and turned the cold full on, shivered deliciously as the icy water peppered his glowing body and broke into song:

"Whoop it up for Wyndham! Whoop it up loud! Here we come on the run! Same old crowd! What we did before, boys, we can do again!  W—Y—N—D—H—A—M!"