Wednesday, February 24, 2010

The Streak - 59

In the dugout Kyle and Evan conversed in the conventional, sideways manner. Tersely. Never looking.

"Tell you what I can visualize," Kyle said.

"V for victory," Evan mumbled wearily.

"I can visualize myself between the legs of that chick."

"Like what. Like in the manner of a cheerleader? Carrying her on your shoulders?"

"You know full well what I mean."

"Coupla cheerleaders in high school. Doing a little cheer? Go team, go?"

"I'm talking about givin' it to her, my brother."

"Rah, rah, rah? Blah, blah, blah?"

"Giving to her that thing she wants," Kyle insisted, annoyed.

"Give me an F!"

"Fuck you."

"You really think you can nail her?"

"Done deal."

"You already fucked her?!"

"I winked at her."

"You winked at her."

A foul ball struck by Sugar Carrol skittered towards them and clanged off an aluminum rail.

"In the clubhouse."

"As she was giving us her fucking pep talk you winked at her?"

"No, no. When the other fuckin' guy was talking."

"Spiritual pursuits guy?"


"What'd she do?"

"She smiled. I'm telling you, bro."

They sat in unnerved silence for a while.

"I bet you can't fuck her before we win a game," said Evan.

"You're on."

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