Football -- Juvenile fiction; Phillips Exeter Academy -- Juvenile fiction; Schools -- Juvenile fiction
“MY DEAR BOY: I regret extremely to write that after carefully
considering your letter and the letters of your friends, Ware and
Laughlin, I cannot see a sufficient reason for changing my opinion
with regard to your playing football. Your appeal touches my heart,
but the arguments offered impress me as clever efforts to make the
best of a bad cause, rather than as _bona fide_ reasons for a reversal
of my decision. The evening paper, which I was reading when you called
me to the telephone, reports among the day’s football news that
Harvard has several good men ‘among the cripples’; that ‘Yale’s
hospital list is large’; that Jones of Dartmouth will be out of the
game for a fortnight at least with his shoulder; while Smith of
Princeton is laid off with water on the knee, which will prevent his
playing again the present season. These _may_ be ‘insignificant and
temporary injuries,’ as your friends maintain, but they seem to be
real enough to affect the prospects of the teams concerned. Cripples
and the hospital are not terms which I like to hear habitually
mentioned in connection with a sport in which my only son is engaged.
“Now don’t misunderstand my position. I am no champion of effeminacy.
I do not ask that you be shielded and coddled—in your own words
‘wrapped in lamb’s wool and shut up in a bureau drawer.’ I want you
able to take your share in the rough things of life. There are hard
knocks to be endured in almost all athletic exercises; in many, such
as riding, sailing, swimming, there is actual risk. But the risk in
these sports is slight and occasional—not much greater than that
incurred in the ordinary course of life. In football the danger seems
to be serious and constant. It is by no means necessary that you
should play on the Seaton eleven; there are other sports in which you
can develop strength and skill; there are other boys ready to take
your place on the team. Desirous though I am to gratify your wishes in
every reasonable way, it seems to me that I have no right to allow you
to risk life or limb in a dangerous pastime.
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