CHAPTER NINE
Jack Fisher found his way to Ron Jessup's room at the old hotel where the Pros stayed. Ron was writing a letter. He had expected Jack who had asked for an interview earlier that day. After the usual greeting, Jack asked, "Does that 'Kid Stew' stuff put you in the retirement frame of mind, Ron?"
"No," said Ron. "I haven't really thought about it. I know the kid's good. But I feel I can help this club yet. When I can't I'll hang up my cleats."
"That's going to make a good story," said Jack. "The game's greatest quarterback hangs 'em up. End of an era. End of the perfect blending of an arm and a toe. It'll make real good newspaper copy. I sure would like to have the story when you decide. Sure you haven't?"
Ron said nothing. He shifted his gaze out the hotel window.
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