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Then swelling into a roar, there was one word chanted over and over "Polaris Polaris Polaris...." The Polaris unit had reached the finals of the Academy tournament. During the intermission Charlie Wolcheck, unit commander of the Capella crew, walked over to the refreshment unit behind the grandstand where Steve Strong, Dr.
"From what I hear and see, Manning seems to be a little sore that he can't make all the scores himself," grinned Wolcheck slyly. "He wants to be the whole show!" Strong reddened and turned to put the empty bottle on the counter, using it as an excuse to hide his feelings from the commander and Joan. So Wolcheck had observed Manning's attitude and play on the field too.
The big Venusian was unable to understand anything that couldn't be turned with a wrench. The only thing that would prevent Unit 42-D from taking Academy unit honors over Unit 77-K, the unit assigned to Lieutenant Wolcheck, would be Astro.
"Orders from the coach on the side lines?" asked Wolcheck as he noticed Strong's action. "You might call it that, Charlie," answered Steve blandly. On the field, the cadet messenger handed Roger the slip of paper, not mentioning that it was from Strong, and hurried back to the stands. "Getting fan mail already?" asked Astro.
They may be a problem now, but if they're handled right, they'll turn out to be ace spacemen, they'll " The commander interrupted. "You're pretty sold on them, aren't you, Steve?" "Yes, sir, I am." "You know, tomorrow all the units will be assigned to their personal instructors." "Yes, sir. And I've selected Lieutenant Wolcheck for this unit. He's tough and smart.
I think he's just the man for the job." "I don't agree, Steve. Wolcheck is a fine officer and with any other unit there'd be no question. But I think we have a better man for the job." "Whom do you suggest, sir?" The commander leaned forward in his chair. "You, Steve." "Me?" "What do you think, Joan?" "I wanted to make the same suggestion, Commander," smiled Joan.
Steve Strong waved a Martian water pop bottle at young Wolcheck in a gesture of friendly derision. "Did you happen to see the play in the first period?" he boasted. "Manning took a perfect pass from Astro and scored. You're finished, Wolcheck, you and your Capella unit won't even come close."
"I don't know, Charlie," Commander Walters said with a wink to Dr. Dale. "From the looks of Cadet Astro, if he ever gets his foot on the ball, your Capella unit will have to go after it with a jet boat." "Why, Commander," replied Wolcheck, laughing good-naturedly, "Tony Richards is one of the finest booters I've ever seen. Saw him make a goal from the sixty-yard line from a standstill."
Dale and Commander Walters were drinking Martian water and eating spaceburgers. "Afternoon, Commander," saluted Wolcheck. "Hello, Joan, Steve. Looks as though your boys on the Polaris are going to meet their match this afternoon. I've got to admit they're good, but with Tony Richards feeding passes to Al Davison and with the blocking of Scott McAvoy " The young officer broke off with a grin.
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