"Try out a dozen or so of the men," nodded coach, which meant,
in effect: "Try out men who are most likely to remain on the Navy
team."
"Jetson!" called Wolgast.
Jet tried, but it took his third effort to make a successful kick.
"You see, Wolly, who is not to be trusted to make the kick in a
game," remarked Jetson with a rueful smile.
"It shows me who may need practice more than some of the others---that's
all," answered Wolgast kindly.
With that the ball went to Dave. The first kick he missed.
"I can do better than that, if you'll give me the chance," observed
Darrin quietly.
At a nod from Coach Parker, Dave was allowed five more trials, in
each one of which he made a fair kick.
"Mr. Darrin is all right. He won't need to practice that very
often, Mr. Wolgast," called coach.
Then Dan had his try. He made one out of three.
"No matter, Danny Grin," cried Page solacingly, "we love you for
other things that you can do better on the field."
Farley made two out of three. Page, though a rattling good man
over on the right flank, missed all three kicks.
"I'm a dub at kicking," he growled, retiring in much disgust with
himself.
Other midshipmen had their try, with varying results.
"Rustlers, forward!" shouted Lieutenant-Commander Parker.
Eleven young fellows who had been waiting with more or less patience
now threw aside their blankets or robes and came running across
the field, their eyes dancing with keen delight.
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