Clearfield on the side lines was amused, to say the least, at the
spectacle of fellows like Haley, Cottrell, Cable and even Lanny
White himself, fellows who had played for one, two and even three
years on the First Team as regulars or substitutes, passing the ball
to each other, falling on it, and practicing starts and performing
similar kindergarten feats! Had it not been for this humorous aspect,
the spectators would have found practice that afternoon distinctly
uninteresting. There was no punting, no line work, not even dummy
practice. For a solid hour and a half Clearfield’s football heroes,
proved and incipient, went through the veriest drudgery and, on the
whole, did it cheerfully. Those of the audience who most disapproved of
the new coach had to acknowledge grudgingly that, at least, Lovering
had the courage of his convictions. And many marveled that the
regulars accepted the afternoon’s duties so uncomplainingly. But those
who marveled had not, of course, been present in the dressing-room when
Dick had made his short speech to the assembled players.
His appearance had been greeted with a welcome that must have pleased
him, although if it did he failed to show it. He was very quiet, very
businesslike, very terse. “First of all, fellows,” he announced without
preliminary rhetoric, “it must be understood that you and I are here
for just one thing. That’s to get together a team that will beat
Springdale. If we can win other battles, well and good. If we can’t,
well and good. In order to beat Springdale we’ve got to play regular
football, fellows, and in order to do that we’ve got to learn how. Some
of you know more football than others, but I’m not going to take your
words for it. To-day you are all on the same level and we are going to
start all over, just as if this was the first day of practice and you
hadn’t already played one contest. There’s no First Squad, no Scrub
Team, no Third Squad yet. Every fellow has got to show me what he can
do and for the next two or three days you will all have to go back to
elementary work. Those of you who aren’t willing to do that had better
tell me now and empty your lockers. There’s going to be plenty of hard
work for some time, perhaps all the season; drudging work that isn’t
exciting or spectacular but that you’ve got to go through with if you
expect to face Springdale. I’d like every one of you who goes on the
field presently to do it with your mind made up to do what you’re told
without question and to do it cheerfully. That’s the only way you and I
can work together to any sort of success.”
Dick nodded to Lanny and swung himself toward the door, but paused
there, for Lanny was talking.
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