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Demon Basketball

One of the best school superintendents in Michigan resigned a few weeks ago when a new school board took office. The new president of the board—who happened to be the local postmaster, a great intriguer— told the superintendent roundly, “There’s just one thing we really care about in this high school, and that’s having a first-rate basketball team.” The team hadn’t done well enough last year, the postmaster-president went on; and he and his colleagues expected the superintendent to mend his ways. But the superintendent cashed in his chips, packed his valise, and went his way—out of the publicschool system altogether, perhaps.

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Russell Kirk

Demon Basketball

One of the best school superintendents in Michigan resigned a few weeks ago when a new school board took office. The new president of the board—who happened to be the local postmaster, a great intriguer— told the superintendent roundly, “There’s just one thing we really care about in this high school, and that’s having a first-rate basketball team.” The team hadn’t done well enough last year, the postmaster-president went on; and he and his colleagues expected the superintendent to mend his ways. But the superintendent cashed in his chips, packed his valise, and went his way—out of the publicschool system altogether, perhaps.