A knock on the door and George"s face in the window interrupted the last few minutes of Fritz"s quiet. “Keep reading,” he said, as he left the room.
“Hi, George. What"s up?”
“The principal of Delport just called and wants to know about the tournament. It seems a friend called him asking why he wasn"t doing something similar. What"s going on?”
“George, you may have some very busy years ahead. It seems these guys,” his thumb jerking toward his room, “made phone calls yesterday, trying to get scholarships and prizes.” George turned his predictable shade of irritated. “They got pledges for almost ten grand plus prizes, including a trophy for the trophy case. It"s great publicity.”
“We don"t even know if it"s going to happen. This could be embarrassing for the school. You can"t let them jus
