"We're getting there," Boo says.
"Hey isn't that The Governor? Hey, Gov!" A gray-haired man with "Gov" stitched on his cap has entered the training room, looking preoccupied. His name is Troy Phillips. He has been the Tulane equipment manager for 24 years. The players call him The Governor.
"Hey, Gov, got any extra-large jockstraps?" the major says. At first look The Governor does not remember the tall, thin man sitting on the table. Then, with the recognition, he brightens.
"Oh, my. Neal!" He embraces the major and draws back to look at him.
"You all right, Neal?" he says seriously. "Did they hurt you bad?"
"I'm fine, Gov," the major says. "Just fine."
"You're not bitter, are you?"
"I have no bitterness. There's none left in me."
"Not even for Jane Fonda?" another man asks, smiling.
"No, but Glenda might. She says she would welcome the opportunity to pull out every hair on Jane Fonda's head."