Therewasnoetandtheboyrememberedwhentheyhadsoldit.Buttheywentthroughthisfieveryday.Thereotofyellowridfishandtheboykhistoo.
“Eighty-fiveisaluumber,”theoldmansaid.“Howwouldyouliketoseemebrihatdressedoutoverathousandpounds?”
“I’llgettheetandgoforsardines.Willyousitinthesuninthedoorway?”
“Yes.Ihaveyesterday’spaperandIwillreadthebaseball.”
Theboydidnotknowwhetheryesterday’spaperwasafitoo.Buttheoldmanbroughtitoutfromuhebed.
“Pericogaveittomeatthebodega,”heexplained.
“I’llbebackwhenIhavethesardines.I’llkeepyoursandmiogetheronidwesharetheminthem.WhenIebackyoutellmeaboutthebaseball.”
“TheYankeesotlose.”
“ButIfeartheIndiansofCleveland.”
“HavefaithintheYankeesmyson.ThinkofthegreatDiMaggio.”
“IfearboththeTigersofDetroitandtheIndiansofCleveland.”
“BecarefuloryouwillfeareventheRedsofatiaeSoxofChicago.”
“YoustudyitandtellmewhenIeback.”
“Doyouthinkweshouldbuyaterminalofthelotterywithay-five?Tomorrowistheeighty-fifthday.”
“Wedothat,”theboysaid.“Butwhatabouttheeighty-sevenofyreatrecord?”
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