If they can ever find this place

Just then Creed looked toward Bing Jackmin, drawing him off the bench without even a nod. Bing jogged over there. The rest of the players were standing or knee between the 40yard lines. Next to me, Cecil Rector leaned over and plucked at blades of grass. I thought of the Adirondaoks, chill lakes of inverted timber, sash of blue snow across the mountains, the whispering presence of the things that filled my room. Far beyond the canvas blinds, on the top floor of the women's dormitory, a figure stood by an open window. I thought of women. I thought of women in snow and rain, on mountains and in forests, at the end of long galleries immersed in the brave light of Rembrandts. "Coach is real anxious," Rector said. "He knows a lot of people are watching to see how he does. I bet the wire services send somebody out to cover the opener. If they can ever find this place." "I'd really like to get back in." "So would I," he said. "Yellin's been haunting me since way back last spring. He's like a hyena. Every time I get hurt, Roy Yellin is right there grinning. He likes to see me get hurt. He's after my job. Every time I'm face down on the grass in pain, I know I'll look up to see Roy Yellin grinning at the injured part of my body. His daddy sells mutual funds in the prairie states." Bing came back, apparently upset about something. "He wants me to practice my squib kick tomorrow. I told him I don't have any squib kick. He guaranteed me I'd have one by tomorrow night. Then he called Onan over and picked him apart. Told him he was playing center as if the position had just been invented." "They're putting Randy King in for Onan," I said. "Onan's been depressed," Bing said. "He found out Ms girl friend spent a night with some guy on leave from Nam. It's affecting his play." "What did they do?" Rector said. "They spent a night." "Did they have relations?" "Are you asking me did they fuck?" "There goes Taft again," I said. "Look at that cutback. God, that's beautiful." "He's some kind of football player." "He's a real good one." "He can do it all, can't he?" They played for another fifteen minutes.