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?"
"Now, wait a minute." said Kit, "I'm still sober enough to be cautious. I know we're joking
since it's impossible to be a jockstrap but whatever we are discussing, let's not give up so
much time."
Hulk said, "Alright but let's make it last longer than a week whatever it is."
Kit said, "How about the losers get to be whatever the winners want for one thousand
hours. That would be much more than a week but let's make it not continuous. The losers
are free to go to school or visit family but must give their free hours to fulfilling the bet
until the thousand hours is used up."
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.