have a man like Kluszewski on first base for Brooklyn," Uncle Nathan
with Hodges?" I ask him. "What's wrong with a guy who hits over three
hundred and drives in all them runs?"
supper," Madge says.
Who feels like
eating, especially with Uncle Nathan sitting across from you, smirking? Uncle
Nathan is a small, pot-bellied guy with a circle of fuzzy hair around his bald
head. All his life he's lived in Brooklyn, twenty minutes from the field, and
never saw a game. That's a citizen!
"Who was it
beat them this afternoon?" Uncle Nathan says. "I never heard of the
guys you ever heard of in baseball?" I ask him.
supper, Joe," Madge says. "You'd all be a lot better off if you spent
your time on something more educational."
I could make some
remarks about that, too, but I don't. I got arguments up to the neck, already.
Education. What's education but knowing something, and what's better to know
than Brooklyn wins?
Giants won this afternoon," Uncle Nathan says, without looking up from his
plate. "Three-to-one over the Cardinals. They got it made."
in the stretch," I say. "They'll drop a few, and we'll catch them in
the last week. We got a three-game series here, remember."