Stretch Is Accused of Professionalism ( )

It's Armiste Brooks, sorry, Eve Hardin. Well, the lessons to be learned on the athletic field are an important part of school activities. As Armiste Brooks, who teaches English at Madison High, is the first to admit.

And in this sphere, there's nothing quite like the friendly baseball rivalry between Madison and Clay City High. No, indeed, there's been nothing quite as friendly since the markings clobbered the coils. The traditional Madison play-high baseball game has been a no-holds bar to fair for 30 years, and this year's game promised to be the bitterest of all,

since the winner would gain permanent possession of the silver-loving cup provided by Madison's founder, Yodar Kritch. Without our star pitcher, Stretz's snot-grath, though, we wouldn't have much chance to win. And this catastrophe seemed imminent last Thursday morning, Good morning. As Mr. Boynton was driving me to school.

It's nice to have you driving me to school for a change. Instead of all the benefit, I mean. Well, I'm glad to oblige, Miss Brooks. This car is laid up as I understand. Yes, I think it has a touch of the virus.

Would you mind sitting a little closer to me, please? No, I wouldn't mind at all. There, is that better? A little closer yet. All right. Still closer. Why Mr. Bardon? What's behind these unexpected overtures?

Those springs you were sitting on are about to go right through the upholstering. Now, is that... You hadn't moved? You would have landed right in my lap. Now he tells me. Well, this old car isn't much, but I'd hate to lose it.

At least it gets me where I want to go and it never runs out again. Then it'll never get me where I want to go. That is, I can see why you want to hang on to it.