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 trying to turn out a winning eleven without a coach! And this is our year to beat Springdale—if we're ever going to do it again."

George Cotner scowled across the gridiron a moment and then continued with his grievance. "We've got pretty fair material this year, too, Dick, and we ought to come out on top, especially if Morris Brent comes around in good shape and turns out the drop-kicker and punter he threatened to be last year. But we ought to have a good coach to look after him. Lanny's afraid to let him practice for fear something will happen to his bum leg again, and afraid to keep him out of practice for fear he won't get in shape for Springdale. Even if Lanny could coach the First Team, there ought to be someone to look after the others. There's the Scrub down there running around like chickens with their heads off, going through signals when they ought to be handling the ball and learning the a, b, c's. Harry Partridge is trying to captain them, but he doesn't know anything about it. He's a good guard, but he's never had any responsibility and he's terribly unhappy right now. Besides, hang it all, we ought to be mapping out a campaign. But when I tell Lanny that he looks wild and runs his hands