Blushing a bit, Dick drew the score card out of his pocket. He knew the Gridley side of it by heart, already, but he wanted to read it over again. This was the line-up that he saw:
Gridley H.S. Positions Cobber Second
Evans …..left end……….Paisley
Butler…..left tackle…….Jordrey
Beck…….left guard……..Smith
Badger…..center ………..Halsey
Thompson…right guard…….Jennison
Edgeworth..right tackle……Potter
Stearns….right end………Adams
Winters….quarter-back……Bentley
Jasper…..right half-back…Haddleston
Trent …..left half-back….Dill
Gleason….fullback……….Strope
"Why isn't Edgeworth in center?" asked Dave, glancing down over
Dick's shoulder.
"Played down a bit too fine to hold center in a big game like this," Dick answered. "Edgeworth is a corking center, and I wouldn't be afraid to see him there today. But Ben Badger is every bit as good."
Coach Morton drew in his breath sharply. Referee Henderson had just signaled to Badger, acting captain for the home team, and Halsey, captain of the Cobbers, to come in for the toss. The players halted in their work to await the result of that toss.
"You call, Halsey," nodded Ben Badger.
"Up!" warned the referee, and flipped the coin.
"Tails!" sang Captain Halsey.
"Heads it is," announced Referee Henderson.
Ben Badger grinned.