“Things aren’t breaking right,” murmured the Boxwood Hall rooters.
“Just you wait,” advised Ted Newton.
The break came when “Sock” Burchell was replaced by the new man. Either he was not a good pitcher, or his rivals were on to his curves, for Boxwood Hall saw her opportunity and grasped it, and she tallied seven runs in that inning.
From then on it was a walkover for Frank’s team. Kenwell fought staunchly every inch of the way, but when the first half of the ninth inning ended, with the military lads at the bat and the score fourteen to four against them, the struggle was over. Boxwood Hall had won the championship, and in the main it was due to the sensational work of Ned, Bob and Jerry. For at a critical moment Jerry had pulled off a double play that seemed to take the heart out of his opponents.
“’Rah for Boxwood Hall!”
“Boxwood Hall wins!”
“The championship is ours!”
Out on the field swarmed the rooters to surround and cheer the team. Frank clasped the hand of Jerry Hopkins.
“Great work, old man!” he cried.