"Coaches and other good friends of the game are always hoping to discover some forms of rules that will make football safer.

Yet I can't help feeling that the present game, despite the occasional loss of life or injury to limb, puts enough of strong, fighting manhood into the players to make the game worth all it costs." "I want to see the nerve, and I want to see the game prove its worth," insisted the kicker.
Second eleven, though made up of bright, husky boys, was having a hard time of it.

Thrice coach arbitrarily advanced the ball for second, in order to give that team a better chance with High School eleven.
And now the practice was over for the afternoon.

The whistle between coach's lips sounded three prolonged blasts, and the young players, flushed, perspiring---aching a bit, too---came off the field.

Togs were laid aside and some time was spent under the shower baths and in toweling.