Quarter-Back Bates
riably providing just the amount of fight desired, and today was no exception to the established rule. Four ten-minute periods were played and Parkinson managed
sweltered uncomplainingly for the better part of an hour and a half. Naturally enough, his interest concentrated itself on Stone and, later, Cardin, the quarter-backs. He secretly thought that Cardin, with sufficient instruction, could be developed into a better quarter than Gus Stone, for Cardin was a quick, gingery youngster who drove his team hard, while Stone, although more experienced and heavier, had
to Dick, and, with a few of the candidates who had failed to get placed on the squads following, he started off. The simplest sort of plays were being taught, straight line bucks and runs, outside ends and a rudimentary set of signals was used. At first the men moved hardly faster than a walk. Then, having presumably learned their duties, they were allowed to trot. It seemed to Dick that
out that hole, and instead of that you let the runner ahead of you and then walk all over h
back went ahead,
en through that play often enough? Come
erved him that he stopped as soon as he was cl
Keep on going! Here, we'll switch that play to the other side and you watch how it's done." This time the right half clear
owled the
then. All righ
arose from the squad. "Fine!" called Dick. "That's great work, Halden! But it's usual to w
ng this," objecte
trying to drive a simple idea into that concrete dome of yours!" Di
esence of Warden. If he had known the Varsity man was there, he might have been slower in assuming authority, but, havin
uess what's coming. Listen to me!" When the goal line was reached and they swung around for a trip back up the field, Dick saw that Warden had taken himself off again and was somewhat relieved. He had more than half expected a calling-down for sending Halden out. Toward the end of
h on the nose," growled the half-back candidate. "You wou
, "if you try any tricks with me I'll hurt you badly. And any time I'm playing quarter where you are and you don'
elodrama. "You think you're somebody, don't you? Wel
ly, elbowing away. "Keep your tem
football when you're kicke
er room, Harry Warden crossed over and seated himself beside Dick on the bench in front of
twinkle in his eye. "Fired a fello
r perhaps it was only the eyes that smiled. "I meant run off signa
and coach at times, Warden. Our real coach couldn't give us a great deal of time. He worked in a hardware store, you see, and his
was that?"
see if the information aroused recollection. It di
dded. "Hm." Warden rubbed a cheek
fty-one
h. I liked the way you handled that bunch o
who was pretty nifty at that. I'v
ut of three from
e angle isn
he way you're going, will you? Let's see if we can't prove him wrong. You know, Driscoll insists that you can't ma
he smiled. "Why, I don't believe so, Wa
ct that most chaps who show up here from high schools have mighty good opinions of themselves. Half the time they've been captains of their teams, you know, or crack ha
nardville! "I would say, though, that it depended on the fellow, Warden,
And, by the way, you did just right to
Warden's interest portended. He felt rather cheered-up when he finally went on with dress