St Joseph Academy - Sajoscript Yearbook (Columbus, OH)

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SANDALPHON Anyone Can Play lt MARGARET J ENNINGS Graduate HE Newton tivins, Marian and Evelyn, were like Ike and Mike in the comics, they looked alike but that was as far as the likeness went. Evelyn was quite an athletic girl and loved the outdoors, but Marian preferred an open fireplace, a comfortable chair, a book, and perhaps a box of candy. Both girls were Juniors at Lessing High School, and Evelyn, a versatile player, was the dependable center on the girls' basketball team. During prac- tice, on the eve of their big game with Stanford, Evelyn became too enthusiastic, jumped a. little too high and fell, breaking her arm. What in the world can we do? asked Edith Anderson. O-oh! Let 's use psychologyll' suggested Alice Franklin. l'sychology?,' in a chorus. Yes, All the Stanford girls know how Evelyn can play. Not one of them can match her. They are afraid of her, and think it's uselss to try to stop her, don 't they? Well, just about,', from the captain, Elizabeth Nichols. Then, let's make Marian play. She looks so much like Evelyn, no one will ever know the difference, and none of the subs are much better than Marian. l' Do you suppose it will work? queried Edith. It seems to me, admitted Beth, thoughtfully, that it is worth trying. And so the team persuaded Marian, who was a good sport after all, to play in the Stanford ganze. There was no opportunity to practice before that night, as the girls needed to rest and save their strength. Just before the game, Marian received some hasty instructions from Beth and was told that she should ' ' jump center. ' ' Marian proceeded to her place on the floor, the whistle blew, the Stan- ford eenter jumped and knocked the ball straight into the hands of a Stanford forward. But Marian had a team behind her who knew how to guard and soon the Stanford girls called for a rest. Those Lessing people are certainly confident, worried the opposing Captain. The Newton girl at center doesn't jump and surely isn't running much, but she always manages to get in your way. Hut poor Beth was pleading, Marian, why don't you jump? Jump,', said the surprised Marian. Why none of the rest of you are jumping and why should I? But the whistle was blowing again. Marian jumped this time, however, and in a second Edith had caught the ball and had thrown it back to her. Hlvhat should I do with it? thought Marian, and then she remembered seeing other girls whirling around. She might try that. This way, yelled Beth. Marian pivoted and passed the ball. Stop that Newten girl, cheered the Stanford people. How she can play! YVe're lrst!', tlashed through the Stanford team, but no- one of their team had the ball, almfst teok it out of Marian's hands. The poor Stanford girl was dumbfounded, but Marian cheered her with Oh, that's all right, I was getting dizzy anyway! But Beth couldn't have any of her team-mates dizzy. Every one must do her best for Lessing High. NVhat is the matter with Alice? The whistle blew. The end of the half. page one hundred twenty-three

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SANDALPHON 'fShe has sprained l1er ankle, called Editl1. HNVho can take her place U! wondered Beth. Could Lessing ever have worse luck U! Beth, after a few moments' hard thinking, decided that she could help. Then the game went on. No-the referee blew the whistleg the Stanford girl had interfered with Marian again,-two chances for Lessing. the tl1e the h er Don't get excited, encouraged Beth, Hyou might miss them. So Marian calml stood on the line as the other girls had done icl-:ed u ' I .7 P' Y ball and tossed it. The ball l11t the iron bar, rolled slowly over and through net. Ilurrah!', cheered the Lessing people. UFine, whispered Beth, try again! Confident! Marian icked ll J the ball and tossed it again. It rolled around . y P In . rim and then- Plop! straight down through. Score, 10-10. Three cheers for Evelyn! You know said a Lessing bo I heard to-da that Evelvn had broken y, 7 - y? 1 arm. Looks like it, doesn't it V? replied another, laughing. The Stanford fans were worried as the frame continued. NVhat could the I' do U? Beth Nichols had the ball,- she could play almost as well as the Newton twin. The referee wasn't looking-out went Stanford foot and Beth fell. She has the ball, cried Edith. Foul ! yelled the referee. Help me up, Marian, pleaded Beth. What for? , I must shoot the fouls. i' 'tNever mind, Beth, let the Stanford girl shoot them. She did the mean trick. 7' Shoot the fouls? said Marian to herself. I den't believe Beth knows what she 's saying. Beth knew, but her head was a little bit dizzy and the ball just would not go through. Isn't it almost time for the game to be over H! asked Beth. Two minutes, answered Edith. A Can you-Vlhy. what is Marian doing, Beth? Look! Beth looked and saw Marian grab the ball as it rolled away from a Stan- ford girl and hesitate. Shoot! called Beth. Shoot! yelled the crowd. Marian dribbled the ball and Shot Bang! the ball knocked against the backboard, then Thump! an- other basket I Hats, handkerchiefs, scarfs, nothing was too precious for the Lessing High people to throw into the air. Again the whistle. The timekeeper saved the day. Lessing won 12 to 10. 22' H llurrah for Evelyn Newton! It was fine, Marian. Thanks so much for helping us, declared Beth. Surel answered Marian. It's an eas game isn't it? But sa I'm yf Y yy tired. I guess I'll let Evelyn play next time. page one hundred twenty-five