"And you, Holmesy, for shortstop!" Dick Prescott found himself the center of a swift rush of cadets.
Then he was hoisted aloft, and rushed off the field in triumph and glory, while the corps yell rang out for him.

Over in the gym.

Prescott was forced to hold an impromptu reception.

Greg got much of the ovation.
Captain Verbeck, the head coach, came up to grasp Dick's hand.
"Prescott, I don't understand how you ever got by us.

But Maitland wants you for our star pitcher after this, and you'll have to be.