"They haven't made people forget about me," he said of the Harvard players slicing through Dartmouth. "They've made people think about me. Because every time they break a record of mine, they mention my name."

It rained harder and harder, and finally with 7:53 left in the game, the new, mellow, post-graduate, non-Doonesbury Pat McInally shone through.

"Would I have a bad attitude if I left?" he asked, and without waiting for an answer, stood up and walked to the aisle.

He made his way through a pack of spectators standing in the dry of the collonade, down the concrete steps and out of the stadium.

"Well," he said, "we're beating them. We looked good in the first half. I thought (quarterback Jim) Kubacki looked good."

He crossed Anderson Bridge and began talking about his Harvard career-- still the new and mature Pat McInally, pro football player.

"Objectively, I don't have any records that will remain," he said. "They're not great records."

But everyone made a big deal about them last year.

"Oh, yeah, they're good records, but not great records." And then a glimmer of the old Pat McInally appeared. "It was more the way I made the records than the records themselves-- one-hand grabs, clutch catches. They don't show up in the records. That's what I stand for."