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Show Flying - 40 But the old cowboy doesn't wait for an answer, scratches his head instead, and wanders off to greener pastures, leaving behind a last vaguely threatening gesture which embraces O'Connell, Thompson, John Henry, and the teletype van. "Fifteen years in the army," says O'Connell, "and the only thing that poor decrepit son of a bitch has learned to do is to scratch his head and hold up his hat at the same time with the same hand. In fifteen fucking years." At three o'clock, John Henry is surprised to see O'Connell turn on the radio receiver and the teletype. "He's looking for UPI," says Thompson. "The ball game scores usually start coming in about now, the ones from the Eas t, anyway." "I didn't know you guys were baseball fans," says John Henry. "Hey, man, we're in luck," says O'Connell without turning around. "Kansas City beat the Yankees." "Good shit," says Thompson. "We ought to get at least three to one on that." "Start at three to one, and come down to five to two if they bitch," says O'Connell. "You bet on the ball games after they're over," says John Henry. "Right," says O'Connell. |