By Golly, He’s Right!!!
The dean and the coach struck a simple deal: Despite his abysmal grades, the all-star tackle could play in the big game if, and only if, he could learn and remember the formula for water by the day of the game.
The coach and the chemistry teacher both worked with the gridiron star, and were confident that he’d come through with flying colors.
On the morning of the game the dean came down to the locker room where the tackle was suiting up.
“Well,” said the dean. “What is the formula for water?”
Grinning broadly, and drawing confidence from the presence of his proud coach, the player said, “H-I-J-K-L-M-N-O.”
(try to think like a football player, and you’ll get it.)