wally pippich sat behind his desk, facing up into a sun lamp, a strip of Reynolds Wrap covering his eyes. The smell of mops standing1 in dirty water had penetrated2 the office.
"Gary, I called you in here to get briefed on the socalled leaving the game incident. I was downstate doing advance work on an allgirl rodeo so I've had to rely on eyewitness4 accounts. As it was given to me, word for word, you walked right off the field after your team's first play from scrimmage. Everybody thought you were injured."
"I was hungry," I said.
"That's what I understand your story is. The story you told Oscar Veech. That's what you allege5 to be the case. Hunger pangs6."
"I just couldn't stay out there. I was really starved for something to eat. Hunger pangs can be interpreted as a form of injury. I had to leave and get some food."
I liked the idea of talking with someone who could not see me. I watched his mouth as he spoke7. It was extremely active, almost an animated8 cartoon, a visual guide to the soundmaking process. His mouth seemed to invent the words as well as speak them; it was as though he'd been raised among lip readers. Wally's tongue was lumpy and bluish. His right hand, hanging down between his thighs9, moved in a vaguely10 masturbatory way as he spoke.
"The game had just started," he said. "Oscar Veech said he saw you fall on the ground and grab somebody's foot. He thought you were sick or having some kind of fit."
"I was hungry. Really, that's all it was."
"Gary, I'm going to level with you. I don't believe a word you're saying. Nobody leaves an intercollegiate athletic11 event out of sheer appetite motivations."
"Wally, why else? Why else then? Why would I walk off like that?"
"I know one thing, Gary. You've piqued12 my innate13 curiosity. This kind of thing is bread and butter to me. This is part and parcel of the dream stuff of publicity14 and public relations. I want to follow up on this thing. I'd like to see what I can do with it. Temperamental star. Psychosis attack. Loss of memory. Give me something to go on. I'll slam out a human interest thing, real fast, down and dirty, and I'll get it to the wire services for immediate15 release. Season's over. We have to get moving on it."
"What are they going to do to me?" I said.
"They can't suspend you because there aren't any games left. And I don't know what Emmett thinks because he's under the weather. They've got him isolated16 over in his room. I guess they'll just have to wait on Emmett."
"We won the game," I said. "I knew there wouldn't be any problem. I wouldn't have left if I thought we'd have trouble winning."
"Gary, I've told you all I know. I'll stick my neck out for you if the situation calls for any necks to be stuck out. In return I ask just one thing. Tell me what happened. Tell me why you walked off the field."
"I had to make peepee."
"Pissation."
"That's right."
"Gary, I like flair17. I like freak appeal. I like any kind of charisma18. When I was an access coordinator19 for the phone company, I got together a specialty20 act in my spare time. Two swordswallowers on a trampoline. You got to daze21 people. You got to climb inside their mouth. Gary, I'll stick up for you all the way. Next season we make it big. The T and G backfield. I sure do like the sound of that. Slick as a turd."
"Wally, aren't you going to hurt your eyes with just that aluminum22 foil over them?"
"This stuff is oventempered," he said.
I took a long walk around the college grounds. The wind blew across the plains, gusting23 now, leaving gray dust everywhere, on buildings, trees, benches, so that in time we too seemed bare, the campus and its people, sparse24 as the land around us, the hand of the wind on everything. I walked back to Staley Hall. In my room I did nothing for an hour or more. Then I went to visit Billy Mast. He was sitting on his bed, sewing a button on a blue dress. Ted3 Joost walked in behind me. He and I talked about Billy's course in the untellable. Billy himself merely listened. In a few minutes, Chester Randall and Jeff Elliott came in. Chester wore an old bathrobe and basketball sneakers.
"Nothing's happening," he said. "I've been walking the halls all afternoon. I've been trying to figure out what might be happening. Season's over. Nothing's happening."
"I tried to get in to see Coach," Jeff said. "But he can't see anybody yet."
"Whose dress is that?" Chester said.
Chuck Deering walked in. He did a dance step and then went over and sat on the windowsill.
"Whose dress is that?" he said. "Is that Alia Joy Burney's dress? Let me put my head in there. I want to bury my head in that erotic material."
"We might as well take turns," Chester said. "There's no reason not to, what with the season being over. Nothing happening till spring practice."
"I graduate," Deering said. "Talk about nothing happening, that's the biggest nothing there is. That's the ultimate nothing. I graduate in the spring."
"No more football," Billy Mast said.
"I'm all through school. I graduate. I'm gone for good."
"No more football. No more hitting. No more sweat and pain. No more fear." "I can't believe it." "No more being yelled at and cursed by those insane coaches. No more running in the heat. No more two laps around the goal posts. No more getting kicked and elbowed and spat25 upon."
"It's awful. I can't accept it. It's a bitch."
"Literally26 spat upon," Billy said. "No more. None of it. Never. Not ever again for the rest of your natural days."
"I need the dress. Give me the dress. I have to put my head under the dress."
Bobby Iselin and Bobby Hopper came in. Iselin was still limping from the Centrex game.
"Did you hear?" Hopper said. "Mrs. Tom was in a plane crash. She was in a light plane going to some conference. It overshot the runway. She's on the critical list."
"Let's have the details," Jeff said.
"Those are the details. I about wet my pants when I heard."
"Let me get it straight. Critical list. Overshot the runway. Light plane."
"Going to some conference."
"Look at that dress," Bobby Iselin said. "Whose dress is that? I bet that's Alia Joy Burney's dress."
"He won't let me put my head under it," Deering said.
"That's about the only exercise we can expect to get," Chester said. "I've been walking the halls all afternoon. One thought in mind. Spring practice. We hit and get hit. We sweat off the excess poundage. We really sweat. Sweeeeet. We hit. We hurl27 our bodies. We get hit."
"Not Deering," Jeff said.
"Not me. I've had it forever. I graduate. I'm gone for good. The ultimate nothing. My only hope is Billy gives me some leeway with that damn dress."
"They got Coach behind closed doors," he said. "They're keeping him isolated for some reason."
"Did you hear about the plane crash?" Jeff said. "She's on the critical list. It overshot the runway. She was in a light plane going to some conference. Bobby knows the details."
"Who's on the critical list?"
"Mrs. Tom," Hopper said. "It overshot the runway. She's on the critical list. I'd prefer to be called Bob from now on. I'll be a senior next year. I've had it with Bobby."
"That's a damn shame. No, I didn't hear about that. I didn't know about that at all. This is the first I've heard."
Howard Lowry, Billy's roommate, came in and sat on the desk, addressing himself to Billy.
"People keep bringing up that course you're taking. The untenable. I keep hearing about that course. Nobody talks about it but I keep hearing."
"So do I," Ted Joost said.
"There's not much I can say about it," Billy said.
"You can tell us what goes on."
"We delve29 into the untellable."
"How deep?" Bobby Iselin said.
"It's hard to tell. I don't think anybody knows how deep the untellable is. We've done a certain amount oi delving30. We plan to delve some more. That's about all I can tell you."
"But what do you talk about?" Howard said. "There are ten of you in there and there's some kind of instructor31 or professor. You must say things to each other."
"We shout in German a lot. There are different language exercises we take turns doing. We may go on a field trip next week. I don't know where to."
"But you don't know German. I know damn well you don't. I'm your damn roommate. I know things about you."
"Unfortunately I've picked up a few words. I guess that's one of the hazards in a course like this. You pick up things you're better off without. The course is pretty experimental. It's given by a man who may or may not have spent three and a half years in one of the camps. He doesn't think there'll be a final exam."
"Why things in German?" Ted Joost said.
"I think the theory is if any words exist beyond speech, they're probably German words, or pretty close."
"What do I say to people who keep bringing up the untellable?" Howard said.
"It's a threecredit course. It's a very hard course, no matter how bright you are. And apparently32 there are field trips. I don't know what else you can tell them."
"Look at him work on that dress," Deering said. "Let me at least lick the button before you finish sewing it. That's all I ask. If I can't put my head under the dress, at least let me lick the button."
"I really and truly did not know about the plane crash at all," George said. "It overshot the runway. Is that what happened?"
"They had to rush her to the hospital," Hopper said.
"Did she regain33 consciousness?"
"I don't know if she ever lost it. I just know they had to rush her to the hospital. She's on the critical list."
Tim Flanders and John Butler came in. Butler carried a laundry bag and three pairs of sneakers.
"Did you hear about the plane crash?" George said.
"We just heard," Buttler said.
"She was in a light plane going to some conference. It overshot the runway. She's on the critical list."
"It overshot the runway. That's what we heard."
"They had to rush her to the hospital."
"I wonder if it was raining," Flanders said. "Usually they overshoot in bad weather."
"We don't have anything on that yet," Hopper said.
"We don't know if she lost or regained34 consciousness either. I about wet my pants when I heard."
"A lot of times they die without regaining35 consciousness," Chester said.
"I wonder if she was burned beyond recognition," Flanders said. "That usually happens in that kind of crash."
John Jessup appeared in the doorway36.
"What kind of news you got for us?" Jeff said.
"Shitnews."
"Can you give us any details?"
"Chudko has the details. Chudko has all the particulars. I just know it's shitnews. Anybody wants details, go hunt up Chudko."
"Whose dress is that?" Butler said. "That must be Alia Joy Burney's dress. Hey, move over, Bobby. Plenty of room."
"I get first crack at that dress," Deering said. "There's a waiting line for that dress. My head goes under first."
"I don't know how people can chew just one stick of gum," George Dole said. "I chew all five."
Billy Mast rethreaded the needle, somewhat theatrically37. Spurgeon Cole, Jerry Fallon and Dickie Kidd walked in. It was getting dark outside. I heard the wind rip around the building, actually turning corners, sounding wild enough to unpile stone. John Butler and Bobby Hopper started fighting for some reason. Several good punches were thrown. Then Randy King came in, swinging between a pair of crutches38. He was wearing his team jersey39, number 51.
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