"What about the Touchdown Tikes?" he said.
"It's not the Springfield Rifle."
"Yeah. Bertelli," Roger said.
Then he said, "What about—it's just a chance, of course—but what about The Diaper Demons? No? The Terrifying Twins? No. Uh, The Terrible Two. No, no. Uh, the, uh, The Torrid Twosome. Well....
"You know what these kids are gonna do?" he continued. "They're so much on fire with the press and all? These two kids are so good they're gonna knock me out of six All-Americas, and if they're that good they deserve a catchy nickname."
"Six All-Americas? Six besides Hanratty and Seymour?"
Roger said, "Well, you figure Nick Eddy at halfback for sure, and Jim Lynch at linebacker. If anybody picks an authentic fullback, it has to be Larry Conjar. You'd think Tom Regner for an offensive guard. He's just the best there is. Then our two defensive tackles, Pete Duranko and Kevin Hardy. Big, strong, quick—the pros love 'em. You think maybe you could land them on something. Now, though, with these two kids on fire...."
He sighed and said, "It's awfully scary. Do you know that in his first four games Hanratty threw for more yards than George Gipp, Harry Stuhldreher, Marchy Schwartz, Bill Shakespeare, Johnny Lujack, Frank Tripucka and Daryle Lamonica did in their best seasons? Do you realize that in his first two games Seymour caught more passes for more yardage than Leon Hart did the year he won the Heisman Trophy?"
Roger Valdiserri sighed. None of the new names seemed any better than The Baby Bombers, his original thought, which is not bad, considering that Granny, Damon, Ring, Westbrook, Heywood and all the gang managed to use up practically everything else palatable long before Roger's time and duty. The Baby Bombers may stick.
Meanwhile Notre Dame's success resounds across the country, where there are 178 alumni clubs and a thousand more fugitive groups, the subway-prairie-mountain-swamp alumni who know nothing of the university's excellent academic role. They are oblivious to its high standards in science and liberal arts, to its notable research in economics and aeronautics—even to the strict disciplinary customs that make it a kind of Catholic semimilitary institution without uniforms. They certainly do not know it as a school curiously capable of turning out such a crossbreed of men as the late Dr. Tom Dooley; Edwin O'Connor, the bestselling novelist; Walt Kennedy, commissioner of the National Basketball Association; Bill Miller, the former New York Congressman who was Barry Goldwater's vice-presidential running mate; Jack Schneider, the "third man from the top" at CBS; and Red Smith, America's best-known sports columnist.