Alpha Omega M.D. – Episode #326
… “Dang, those pesky Dodgers! The Yanks will have trouble beating ‘em in the Series.” Slater is a baseball fan…
“Carolyn Hanes, you look absolutely wonderful! Why has everyone else aged but you… you don’t look a day over forty,” gushes Joe Slater. He looks right past an obviously invisible Bob Ford.
“Yes I have and he says that Joyce is due for his visit at 4:30 this afternoon.” He takes his eyes off of Lyn to look at his watch, whose little hand is on the 3 and the big hand is on the seven.
“My watch is still set to California time,” Lyn laments.
“It’s three thirty-five,” he converts, roughly.
“No time to waste, is there? Let’s go, Bob.” Suddenly visible, her husband is accidentally introduced.
In the heat of a Florida August day, top down and whizzing back to the city, the three are headed for County Jail straightaway. In the background, on the car’s AM radio, the Brooklyn Dodgers are thrashing Philadelphia.
“Dang, those pesky Dodgers! The Yanks will have trouble beating ‘em in the Series.” Slater is a baseball fan.
“Talk, out by us, is that the Dodgers may be moving.” Bob Ford is too.
“Noooo… you’re kidding me?”
“Hey, you’re all right Mr. Ford,” male bonding. “And you can have that Jackie Robinson, he wears me out.”
“And the Giants?”
“California can have them too.”
“Boys, boys, can we stay on track here?” True to the specie, the girl gets her way.
Joe switches the radio to off. “The game is lost anyhow… damned Dodgers.”
Alpha Omega M.D.