human
This infernal ankle of mine, he grumbled to Jimmy Turner on their way back in the stuffy car to the city.
gpt
I couldn't do anything. My leg felt like a stick. I couldn't get out of my own way.
human
I don't think you made much of a hit with the coach this afternoon, admitted that individual.
gpt
I heard him say to one of the 'Varsity men, just as we were getting on the car, that you had some possibilities, but you were too much afraid of getting hurt.
human
He did, did he? and Frank glared at Coach Howard who was sitting further up the car pointing out a play diagram to Madden, the quarter of the first team.
gpt
Thought I was a nice old lady! I'll show him something if this leg ever gets better,