When the cheering, and the shouting and clapping and stamping that
followed for good measure, had quieted down, Mr. Robey said: "Fellows,
Captain Childers is much too flattering. I'm not gifted with
second-sight, even if he thinks so. I don't know any more than he does
or you do whether we're going to win on Saturday. Like Mr. Fernald, I
_hope_ we are and, like Captain Edwards, I _think_ we are." Cheers
interrupted then. "But I don't want to make any prediction. I'll say one
thing, though, and that is this: If the team plays the way it _can_
play, if it makes full use of the ability that's in it, there's only one
thing that can happen, and that's a Brimfield victory! I've got every
reason to expect that the team _will_ do its utmost, and that is why I
say that I think we'll win. We must remember that we're going up against
a strong team, a team that in some ways has shown itself so far this
season our superior. I don't say that the Claflin eleven is any better
than ours. I don't _think_ so, not for a moment. Our team this Fall is
as good as last year's team. We've had our little upsets; we always do;
but we've come down to practically the eve of the game in good shape.
Every fellow has done his best and, I am firmly convinced, is going to
do a little better than his best on Saturday afternoon. And that little
better is what will decide the game, fellows. After the coaches have
done their part and the players have toiled hard and earnestly and
enthusiastically, why then it all comes down to _fight_! And so it's
fight that's going to win the game.
"You fellows must do your part, though. You must be right back of the
team, every minute--and let them know it. Cheering helps a team to win,
no matter what anyone may say to the contrary. Only cheer at the right
times, fellows. Just making a noise indiscriminately is poor stuff. But
I don't need to tell you this, I guess, because your cheer leader knows
what to do better than I do. But let the team know that you're right
with them, backing them up all the time, fighting behind them, boosting
them along! It counts, fellows, take my word for it!
"And now there's one other thing I want to say before I make way for
someone who can really talk. It's this, fellows. Don't forget the team
that has helped us all season, the team that doesn't get into the
limelight. And don't forget the coach, who has worked just as hard,
perhaps a good deal harder, to develop that team than I've worked. I'm
going to ask you to show your appreciation of the unselfish devotion of
Coach Boutelle and one of the finest second teams Brimfield has ever
had!"
Mr. Robey bowed and retreated and Childers jumped to his feet.
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