Catholic.â
âYouâre not Catholic?â
âNo! Methodist.â
âIâve heard of it.â
âHeard of it! Itâs one of the largest denominations. Weâre all over the country. Do you know who started the most universities in this country? The Methodists, thatâs who.â
âI suppose your mother wanted you to go to one of those.â
âOh, no. Theyâre not Methodist anymore.â
âHow many Methodists on the team?â
âOnly five.â
âSo few among so many Catholics! No wonder your mother worries.â
âHa.â
Bartholomew waited, but that seemed to be it. âThey donât pester you?â
âAbout religion? Football is our religion.â
âIâll tell your mother.â
Wesleyâs laughter was delayed but dependable.
âHow many Catholics are on the team?â
âHow should I know.â
âSomeone told me the team goes to Mass together before games.â
âCome on.â
âItâs not true?â
âI never heard of it.â
âHow about the coaches?â He put out a hand to stop Wesley from rising. âI mean religionwise.â
âAsk them.â
âTake a guess.â
Wesleyâs roommate, John Foster Natashi, from darkest Africa, was also on the team. He was majoring in computer science. He seemed to think that Bartholomew was one of the tutors provided athletes and had come to help John with his homework. When Bartholomew identified himself, Natashi admitted he had never heard of Advocata Nostra .
âItâs one of those giveaways,â Wesley explained.
âDo you buy the Observer ?â Bartholomew had bristled at this description of his paper.
âI see your point.â
âActually, you do. It comes out of your fees.â
Natashi had withdrawn to his side of the room and was now kneeling on a little rug. His head tipped over, touching the floor, and he remained motionless but not soundless for several minutes.
âIt doesnât take him long.â
âNot a Methodist, I gather?â
Natashi was indeed done with his prayers in a few minutes and rolled up the little rug. Bartholomew asked him where he had gone to high school.
âPrep school. Choate.â
âAnd you ended up at Notre Dame?â
âWe have a devotion to Jesusâ mother.â
âAt Choate?â
âI am a wide receiver.â
âHeâll be drafted before his senior year,â Wesley said proudly.
âMaybe the war will be over by then.â
âHeâs kidding,â Wesley said.
âMany Muslims on the team?â
âOnly one. So far.â
âAh.â
âIslam is the religion of the future.â
âTell it to the Methodists.â
Bartholomew left the roommates arguing amicably. Were two players a sufficient basis to write another article? They would have to do.
12
They met in Lipschutzâs hideaway office in Brownson. Wessel, Francoeur, and FitzJames, what Lipschutz thought of as his steering committee, were surprised and delighted to find that Lipschutz had secured the names of Otto Bird and Roger Knight for the petition that Notre Dame withdraw from college football, turn its back on the creeping professionalization of the game, and regain its soul. This was all bunk, of course. Lipschutz did hate football, but because he saw it as draining off huge sums of money that might have been more meaningfully spent elsewhereâfor example, on the center he had proposed to the provost that, under the direction of Lipschutz, would put the university unquestionably among the leading research universities of the land. Ever since he had submitted the proposal the previous spring, complete with projected budgets for five years and suggestions as to where the building to house it could be erected, there had been foot-dragging from the main building.
There were those who might have thought that the