Now, if it was football--" Clint shook his head over the vagaries of his friend and very soon forgot them in the task of trying to keep the troublesome Robbins where he belonged, which, in Clint's judgment, was among the second team substitutes.

That was a glorious afternoon for the second team, for they held the 'varsity scoreless in the first period and allowed them only the scant consolation of a field-goal in the second.

"Boutelle's Babies," as some waggish first team man had labelled them, went off in high feather and fancied themselves more than ever.
Clint smiled at himself all the way to his room afterwards.

He had played good football and had thrice won praise from "Boots" that afternoon.

Even Jack Innes had gone out of his way to say a good word.
He had clearly outplayed Saunders, the 'varsity left tackle, on attack and had held his own against the opposing end on defence.