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Show Flying - 152 They walk into John Henry's tent. Four men are playing cards on an Army blanket. "Got room for a couple more?" says Jackson. "Your money's good," says Sergeant Armstrong without looking up from his cards. Next to Armstrong is a black sergeant from 3 company who has a combat infantryman's badge on his fatigues and next to him a big blond Pfc that John Henry doesn't know. The fourth man is Tucson John Sutter. After e.n hour, John Henry is breaking about even. They stick to seven-card stud most of the time, a.nd the winning hands stay low. Two pairs is usually good enough, once in a while someone gets three of a kind or a small straight. "Let's try a little five-card," says Armstrong when it's his turn to deal. "That's a nan's game." "You gonna deal them cards or just talk about it all night?" says the Pfc. "The winners laugh and shout, and the losers say 'deal the cards,'" says Jackson with a happy smile. He's had some good hands and there's a pile of bills in front of him. "Bet the ace," says Armstrong. "Two dollars without looking," says Jackson, who hasn't looked at his hole card yet. Armstrong tosses in two bills, the black sergeant drops out. "That's a stupid-ass way to bet," says the Pfc, but he |
