“Let’s do it,” suggested Katsura. “Let’s organize a Freshman team, that will play good ball. In two years we can have our chance, anyhow.”
“Two years?” ejaculated Larry. “Why not get up a team, practice hard, and then challenge the Varsity and beat it?”
“Yes, yes,” cried several of the boys.
“No, that would be wrong,” remarked Katsura. “Even if we could, which I doubt, we are for the school, and ought not to belittle the team that represents it.”
“I think Katty is right,” remarked Larry thoughtfully. “That was what good old Paw was driving at.”
“Anyhow, let’s see the captain of the Freshman team and ask him if he wants us as recruits.”
“Who’ll we play?” objected one youth. “What’s the use of wasting our time practicing if we are not to have games.”
“We can play the other class teams and get a reputation for ourselves,” replied Larry. “Besides, it would be sport to take some of the pride out of those Sophs, especially Baldwin.”
“Remember what Mr. Lattiser said about forgetting yourself?” asked Katsura mischievously.
“By George, he’s right too,” responded Larry irritated. “I can’t seem to forget myself. Come on, let’s find Arries.”