Whether Frank’s sensational run made him lose his head, or whether he tried desperate measures, was not disclosed. At any rate, he directed the game wrongly from then on. He gave signals for hits and runs when he should not have done so, and while at first base, coaching, gave a wrong direction to a runner which caused him to be thrown out at second.
Then the fielders began muffing balls, the first baseman dropped one he should have held, and when the Boxwood Hall boys came up to bat for the last time they had a margin of six runs to overcome.
“The fat’s in the fire now,” sighed Bob.
And so it was. One man singled, but that was all. The next went out on a foul tip, and “Sock” struck out the two following.
Boxwood Hall had lost.
[CHAPTER XXVI]
DISSENSIONS
Dejected and discouraged, but still bravely giving a cheer for their victorious rivals, the Boxwood Hall team left the field. The military rooters were singing their songs, but the blue and yellow pennants of the defeated ones drooped sadly.
“They didn’t do a thing to us, did they?” said Bart, somewhat cheerfully under the circumstances.