them not to drop Mulvy," he bawled. "This is no dude's game.
That sub has got no grit. Look at him now! He's got cold feet, he is
only half playing. Here, Green, tighten up your belt. I'm going to put
you in the next quarter."

The cheer leader was frantically appealing for encouragement from his
yelling hordes. They gave cheer after cheer, louder and longer. The
encouragement was telling. Again Regal pushed the ball up the field.
Again, a fine opening presented itself and Derby got the ball, and a
good open track to the enemy goal. Deafening cheers gave him wings.
Again a hostile player crossed his path and brought him down like a bag
of oats. A hiss resounded over the field. The coach could hardly wait
for the quarter to be up. Gaffney ran over from his cheering place to
the bench, and whispered to him.

"I know it," growled the coach, "I told the bunch after yesterday's
practice. He looked good to them, but I knew he wouldn't do. We're
presenting the game to Stanley. It's theirs without half trying. I'll
put Green in the next quarter."

"Green is not your man either. There's just one way to save this game,
and that's to get Mulvy."

"Is he here?" fairly yelled the coach.

"No, but there are lots of machines. We could run up to his place in
five minutes. He could dress in the car and be here for the next half."

"It's no use, Gaff. He wouldn't come. Don't talk to me. I know boys.
After the deal he got yesterday, you couldn't get him here for a million
dollars."

"I guess you're right, old man," assented Gaffney.

The first quarter was up with the ball close to Regal's line. The
whistle saved further scoring. During the minute's rest it was clear
that the Regal team were not dejected, but desperate. For a few seconds
they simply looked at one another. The sub handicap was simply too much
for them. They knew it was their own doing, and against the coach's
advice.

"Here, Green, get in there now, and show the crowd that at least one
fellow has grit."

The whistle sounded, the line-up was formed, and again the battle was
on. They certainly played football. But they were up against a crowd who
also played. The attack and defense continued as before. If Regal could
not gain a point, neither could Stanley. On three or four occasions
Regal might have scored, with Mulvy playing. They were afraid to risk
anything with Green. They played safe. But that never wins. It may stop
the enemy, but it will not bring victor