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"I sleep nights!" exclaimed the former coach of Cornell and North Carolina, the onetime mentor of the immortal " Choo Choo" Justice. "Even the night before a game, I get in my nine hours. I have time for my family. I even get in a little golf. And I don't have the fear of impending catastrophe that was always with me before. It's wonderful."
Standing on the sidelines of Francis Field, the modest 10,000-seat stadium on the university campus, Coach Snavely looked like a man who was getting his proper rest. His deep-set blue eyes were clear and untroubled. Lean and muscular, he looked closer to 40 than to his actual 60 years.
"I had reached the point at North Carolina," Snavely ran on, "where I wasn't having any fun. And when football isn't fun any more, a coach ought to make a change or get out of the game entirely."
(The fun at North Carolina had been seriously diminished by three losing seasons in a row, and North Carolina officials and alumni had taken small comfort from the over-all Snavely record of putting two teams in the Sugar Bowl and another in the Cotton Bowl over a period of four seasons.)
"Fun," said Carl Snavely, waving a hand in the direction of 60 members of his squad out on the field, "fun is what those boys out there are after. They're not out there now because they have to be. Not one of them is getting a scholarship, a job or a special privilege of any kind. They're here at Washington to get an education and football is just what it should be everywhere?a game."
An eager undergraduate came running up and tugged at Snavely's sleeve.
"Coach," he said breathlessly, "there's a fellow in my dormitory who stands about six feet five and weighs 250 at least. I told him he ought to come out for the team."
"Fine, fine," smiled the Fox, showing his teeth, "tell him to come out by all means. We can use a big boy like that."
(This was the same Carl Snavely who did a daily dawn-to-midnight trick during the football season at North Carolina, then set out after the final game to beat the countryside for playing talent and scholarship money.)
"At North Carolina," said the new Snavely mildly, turning to his interviewer, "the emphasis on winning was out of all proportion. Here at Washington we have a game to think about every week, but there isn't that desperate demand for victory."