one o'clock
The downpour begins to let up . But the football field is already a young lake and water is backed up in the streets . It 's going to be a grand afternoon for ducks and a splashing time for a gridiron battle . At one o'clock , an hour before game time , `` Butter Fingers '' says to me , `` Mark , there 's one thing old Tincup ca n't keep us from doing . He ca n't prohibit our going to the locker room and hanging around with the fellows till they 're due on the field . Maybe we can cheer the gang up a bit ! '' `` Not much chance of that , '' I replies .