"What did you do between halves, Duff," asked a reporter. "I'm not asking you to give away any secrets, but what did you do?"
Duffy took a bite of apple.
"We haven't got any secrets," he said. "We haven't got any magic formula. Between halves we made certain adjustments in our defenses, that's all. But the reason we won is because we've got more good football players than Terry has this year. As I keep saying, you got to have good football players to win. We go out and recruit the best players we can find."
He finished the apple and somebody handed him another.
"We recruit the best players we can find," repeated Duffy with a sly grin. "And then we coach the hell out of them."
The reporters scribbled on their note paper.
"No," said Duffy. "Don't put it down that way. My mother doesn't like me to swear. Say we coach them very hard, or something like that."
"Sounds better," said a reporter, "the way you said it the first time, Duff."
Duffy looked at the apple and said grudgingly:
"O.K., but I hope my mother doesn't see it."