Despite the fact that spring football practice begins in something less than seven weeks, speculation about the identity of the Crimson's new coach petered out to a low whimper last week as Cambridge bogged down in academic detail.

Presumably gridiron candidates, like soldiers, execute their push-up more constructively when they are guided by an expert. And presumably William J. Bingham '16 will emerge from his southern hideaway long enough to appoint a calisthenics director.

Unnoticed by Mr. Bingham, who was busy vetoing rule modifications, General Eisenhower, cast at least one ray of light on a clouded situation laght night. "I am not available," he parried to reporters after they had thrust. Ox DaGrosa could not be reached.

Although the H.A.A. is still receiving new batches of applications with each delivery of the mail, established coaches are continuing to display a firm reluctance against descending on Cambridge en masse. Since the Harvard demand for a good team developed sans good material remains adamant, energetic young high-school mentors, with nothing to lost but their time, make up the bilk of applicants. Most of them are unaware that Harvard places a greater emphasis on chemistry than on punting.