Wednesday, July 01, 2009

The Streak - 35

"I'm going to pretend not to be pissed about that," said Evan after snorting from the bullet. "Your shot."

Kyle circled the table, peering at the balls with a stalker's keen eye. But it was plain that something else was on his mind.

"Are we going to talk about it?" he suddenly asked.


"You know it. You know what it means."

"Aren't we talking about it now?"

"I always thought it was superstitious to talk about," Kyle admitted.

"You mean bad luck to talk about. You're superstitious; it's bad luck."

"That's what I mean. You know what I fucking mean."

"We spent all this time not talking about it. That fucking didn't get us anywhere. Now maybe we talk about it."

"Won't that make it worse?"

"How could it get any worse, man?"

"It could go on forever. That's worse."

"True," Evan admitted. "Forever is worse." He took a big sip of whisky. It tasted of smoke and sweat and seawater.

Kyle leaned over the table and set up a shot on the 14. "Forever is worse than now," he declared, and smacked his shot into a corner pocket.

"So when's it gonna end?"

"Fuck if I know. Tomorrow. It ends tomorrow."

"Who do we face? Jimenez? Becker?"

Kyle lined up his next shot. "Who the fuck cares who we face? We face Nolan Ryan."

"We face Tom Seaver."

"We face Sandy Koufax come back from the dead," Kyle said, dropping the 10 in the side.

"Sandy Koufax isn't dead."

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah. I think so. I'm pretty sure."

"How did we manage to live in a world where Mick Jagger's dead and Sandy Koufax is alive?"

"We got bigger problems," said Evan. "Tomorrow we face Royals ace Jesus Christ."

"That's right! They're starting Christ against us."

"What's the scouting report on Jesus?"

"Good fastball."

"Good breaking ball."

"Nasty slider."

"Lousy changeup, though."

Kyle's angle shot on the 12 missed woefully, knocking in the 4 instead.

"Easy to steal on," Evan continued. "Gullible. Trusting. Easily deceived."

"We'll beat him."

"We'll beat Jesus Christ."

"We're like David and Jesus is like Goliath."

"We'll slay the mighty Jesus and be heroes."

Evan and Kyle laughed hard, but not for long.

"Is it my turn?"

"Your turn."

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