Mr. Babcock would succeed Mr. Otis as First Team Coach. Mr. Hilliard would continue as Assistant Coach. Mr. Connover would take over the Second Team.
Wyndham School blinked its eyes and wondered why it hadn't thought of "Cocky"! Why, "Cocky" was just the ticket! Oh, anyhow, he was lots better than a stranger who wouldn't know anything about anything! On the whole, the decision met with hearty approval. Even those who knew little of the practical side of football, but had encountered Mr. Babcock in his rôle of Physical Director felt certain that he possessed to a degree the stern, disciplinary qualities associated by them with the gridiron martinet. Those who had ever really tried Mr. Babcock's patience during gymnasium instruction gave it as their studied opinion that "'Cocky' was a hard-boiled egg, and ought to make a corking coach for the First!" Perhaps there were some on the First who didn't wholly approve of the Football Committee's selection, but they were few in number and were not talking for publication. It remained for the Scrub Team to utter the only disapproving note. Scrub protested loudly that it wouldn't stand for it! What was the idea, snatching its coach like that? Didn't it have any rights? And what in the dickens did "Steve" Connover, the baseball coach, know about football? What was to become of the Scrub Team, anyway?
This, of course, was a selfish view of affairs, one which took no thought of "the greatest good to the
