CHAPTER FIVE
A dapper man in an expensive blue suit hailed Jack as he left the coaches and walked through the hotel lobby. It was Mike Herring, who had flown in from Los Angeles for the game. As Big Joe Thompson's spy he was here now to check on the team. He would check into such matters as injuries, team morale and strategy for the next game. He also had a plan, suggested by Big Joe, in which Arlene Wright's hot young cunt would play a key role.
Mike knew Jack from the latter's whiskey-drinking habits at the La Frenzia. Shrewdly, Mike set up the free drinks at his cafe for the newspapermen. In that way he learned a lot of inside stuff about the team as the writers mellowed and talked freely in their cups.
"How are the boys?" he asked eagerly. "Anybody banged up? Is Ron Jessup OK? Is
