"Oh, I don't even want to talk to the son of a bitch. Is there any chance of you and I getting together? Right now. I'll go three years.... You still want that no-cut deal.... No, I'm not threatening you. I don't want to press you into anything. I just hoped I could do something tonight."
Sal Bando, unsigned but still with the team, came on the phone.
"Sal? Sal, I'm so sick of the whole thing I don't want to talk about it."
He switched to another phone and spoke to General Manager Harry Dalton of the California Angels.
"Harry? No, Harry. No way, no way, no way. I told you what the price was and if you don't pay, you don't get him.
"No, I won't change my mind. If you change yours, I'll either be in the office or at home."
Conservationists are high on Jimmy Carter, low on Gerald Ford and Ronald Reagan—or, at any rate, that's the way the League of Conservation Voters rates the candidates. The league's rundown on all candidates, including those now fallen by the wayside, goes like this:
George Wallace (Democrat): Hopeless.
Hubert Humphrey (Democrat): Fair.