Garry Grayson at Lenox High : $b or, The champions of the football leagueStratemeyer, Edward
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Garry Grayson at Lenox High : $b or, The champions of the football league
Stratemeyer, Edward
Football stories; High schools -- Juvenile fiction; Teenage boys -- Juvenile fiction
"Cock-a-doodle-doo!" shrilled Ted Dillingham, and there was more
laughter.
"Good old Rooster," said Garry to himself. "At right half he'll have a
chance to show his stuff."
All but him! All but him! Was he going to be left out?
Coach Garwin was looking at him, a twinkle in his eye.
"Thought I'd forgotten you, Grayson?" asked the coach, while Garry
thrilled with a sudden, fierce excitement. "Well, you'll be apologizing
to me for that in just a minute. I've got to have a quarterback. Think
you'll do?"
Garry took a quick step forward. His face glowed.
"I'll do my best," he said earnestly.
Coach Garwin looked at him steadily for a moment, then nodded as though
satisfied.
"Yes, I think you will," he said. "Now, second team, line up."
They shaped up considerably lighter than the regulars. But there was a
look in their eyes that warned the haughty first string players that
they would have to watch their step.
The coach now addressed both teams, including in his remarks also the
crestfallen boys who had failed to make either.
"You boys," he said, "understand of course that the positions I have
assigned you to-day are by no means my final selection. Each one
of you has got to work to keep his place and work hard. I play no
favorites. If I see a boy isn't doing his best, or perhaps is not
qualified to hold the position, he will have to surrender it to some
one else. Lenox High has held the championship before, and this year we
are going to win it again."
A spontaneous cheer broke from the boys, and the coach smiled.
"But to get that championship," he went on, "we've got to work
hard--not only each boy for himself in his own position but each boy
for the team in every position. We've got to develop a love for the
team and a loyalty to the team that goes beyond all personal ambition.
If a fellow is dropped for the good of the team, he must take his
medicine smiling and cheer the boy who takes his place with all his
heart--for the good of the team. That's all that counts. Each one
of the eleven players is only a cog in the machine where everything
depends on each cog doing its best. Forget personal ambition in
ambition for your team, think and act to the limit of your ability, be
ready to fill not only your own position but any position on the field,
if necessary, and we'll have a Lenox team this year that will sweep all
before it.
"What do you say? Are you with me? Are you going to play that kind of
football?"
The answer was a great shout that rose to the very roof of the
gymnasium and seemed to crash against it. There was no doubt that the
coach had caught the boys' imagination and aroused their enthusiasm.
They crowded about him, already itching for the feel of the pigskin,
impatient to get out on the field.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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