pool?" Mays asks. "You coming out to the house when you're on the
Coast? To play pool?" He is very enthusiastic.
Russell says. "He's beginning to reel me in."
says Mays. "Don't you gamble none?"
the wrong person. You ever play golf with Jimmy Brown? One time we're playing
and Brown says, 'Hey, I can beat you using one club.' 'What club?' I ask him.
Well, that was a mistake. He was reeling me in right there. 'A four-wood,' he
says. I ask him, 'You mean you chip and putt and everything with a four-wood?'
'Yes,' he says. He's reeling me in good. Well, I think about it and finally I
say O.K. So I get a four on the first hole and so does he. I get a five on the
next; so does he. Then I get a three and he does too. Well, I'm one over par
after five holes, playing way over my head, and he's fooling around with that
four-wood and he's dead even with me. Well, I can't play up to that cat, so he
wins the last four holes and $80."
Mays says he's
pleased to know about that, just in case he runs into Jimmy Brown on a golf
course; and in the meantime he's ready to take on Russell with just a
around the room solemnly. "A den of thieves," he says, and he rocks
back and forth with laughter. He stands up. He says goodby to Mays. He will see
him on the Coast. Maybe he will play pool. He is sorry to leave but he has a
game the next night.
In the car on the
way back someone asks, "Hey, did you really hit the right-field fence at
Russell laughs. He
says, "Maybe not so far as that. But we can't let Willie know."
JOE DE LAURI, the
Celtic trainer: He's friendly and easy with those he likes. But the big concern
he has is for the Celtics. Nothing else really matters. That's why he seems so
cold often to the press and the fans. They're not Celtics. After we won the
championship last year he kicked everyone who wasn't a Celtic out of the
dressing room—press, photographers, hangers-on. and also this poor guy who was
tending a television camera in the locker room who said he had to have
permission to leave it untended, pleading to stay, said he was going to lose
his job, and it took three or four minutes to get him out. The press was
pounding on the door, furious about deadlines and all, and Russell turned
around and looked at us and he asked Howell to lead the team in prayer. He knew
Bailey was a religious man—it was also his first year on a championship
team—and he knew Bailey would appreciate it. Russell's not a religious man
himself. Sam Jones said, "You pray?" And Russell said, "Yeah,