"All right, Milton.
First-string fellows in this and the rest of you watch closely." "Line up!" chirped Milton.

"Formation A!" The players sprang to their places, their rubber-soled shoes patting softly on the boards.
"21--14--63--66!" called the quarter.

"21--14--63----" The backs, who had shifted to the left in a slanting tandem, trotted forward, the ball was passed, the line divided and Still slipped through.
"Norton, you were out of position," said Mr.Robey.

"Look at the board, please.

Your place is an arm's length from left half.