1921 Cedrus Yearbook

1921 SCHOOL SPIRIT BY HAROLD P. MYERS,'24 IIE game was over and the "gym" was empty. In the dressing room Murray, the coach, and Captain Billy Owen, faced an uncomfortable boy. "You mean that I was the cause of Fox Hill's defeat?" asked Steve Collins. The coach nodded his head. The boy's flush became deeper. "You mean that I purposely—" "We don't mean that, but all the baskets were made by your forward." "But I played the running guard, and made a couple myself." "Steve," said Murray,"there are players who do ,so much and do it well, and again there are players who get tired out, but as soon as they hear their school yells given are ready to go into it harder than ever, that they may bring victory to their school, the one they love best. After your man made the basket that put them in the lead, I heard you come back to your position, humming." "You mean I don't care," asked the guard. "No,I won't put it that way," said the coach,"but just how sorry were you when that final whistle blew and the game was lost?" "Well, I was sorry." "Sorry! I've had boys who would have cried like babies." "Well—I—" "That's just it, Steve." The coach sighed as he said it. "You haven't what is called school spirit, and without it you cannot put up your best brand of basket ball." Steve looked straight at the coach. "Are you going to put me on the second team?" he asked. "I am afraid so," the coach replied. "How long does it take to get school spirit?" "It all depends." "If I get it, shall I let you know?" "You don't need to," replied the coach,"I will see it." Steve walked over to the dining room, and in spite of his downfall, ate a hearty 54