Bernie’s Super Bowl Pick
“OK, two teams with blue-collar names.”
Bernie’s at his desk, scribbling away on sheets of paper and muttering to himself.
“Steelers make steel, packers pack meat. Which is bluer? Hard to say. Then there are the uniforms. Black and gold; green and yellow. What’s my favorite color, Chet?”
I didn’t know, waited to hear.
“Guess I don’t have one,” Bernie says. “Maybe I could add up the weights of all the players on both teams and go with the heaviest. On the other hand, they might also be the slowest.”
He takes a deep breath, reaches for the phone.
“Dominic?” he says.
Dominic the bookie? Oh, no.
“Five grand on the Packers.”
On the other end, I can hear Dominic saying something about whether we have five grand.
“Don’t worry about a thing,” Bernie says.
I go look for something to gnaw.
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