Roger was flush with cash for the first time in a long time. Hannagan was loaded, his folks owned the brewery. He headed for his bros frat house. He knew Tony would be watching the playoffs and there'd be plenty of free beer, and probably more than a little betting. He was right.
He got to the frat and there were 8 guys already half-drunk and the game was only in the 3rd inning. He chuckled, as he thought "Easy money." He got hard just thinking about taking money from college boys. His bro Tony handed him a beer and he tipped it back, and casually asked about the betting.
"Dodgers pretty much wiped us out, Rog," Tony said.
"Not all of us," said Kit. He reached into his pocket, pulled out a wad of cash and thumbed it, "Phillies all the way. I'd be willing to lose some of this back to you guys, if you're willing to bet something worthwhile."
Roger grinned, and asked coyly,"You mean like the loser if he can't put up the cash spends the week as the winner's jockstrap?"
They all laughed and downed another beer. It was tradition to chug the whole can.
"Heck, a week as a jockstrap isn't enough," cracked "Hulk" Hank Hogan. "How about a week as a jockstrap, Thanksgiving break as briefs and Winter Break as a Speedo?"
More beer, more laughs of agreement, and a notebook sheet appeared. The bets were written down and signed, but no one except Roger took them seriously.
Yankees win!
"Okay, time to pay up, boys," said Roger with a wicked grin.