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jenny'；s car； an thought maybe she just get here。
all the winders in the car is steamed up； so'；s you can'；t see inside。 well； all of a sudden i
think maybe she'；s in there an can'；t git out； an maybe gettin that exhaust poison or somethin； so i
open the door an look in。 when i do； the light e on。
there she is； lying on the back seat； the top of her dress pulled down an the bottom pulled
up。 banjo player there too； on top of her。 jenny seen me an start screamin an flailin jus like she
done in the pitcher show； an it suddenly occur to me that maybe she bein molested； so'；s i grapped
the banjo player by his shirt； which was all he'；s got on anyhow； an snatched his ass off her。
well； it did not take no idiot to figger out that i gone an done the wrong thing again。 jesus
christ； you can'；t imagine such carryin on。 he cussin me； she cussin me an tryin to git her dress
pulled up an down； an finally jenny say； 〃oh forrest— how could you！〃 an walk off。 banjo player
pick up his banjo an leave too。
anyhow； after that； it were apparent i was not wele to play in the little band no more； an
i went on back to the basement。 i still couldn'；t understan exactly what had been goin on； but later
that night bubba seen my light on an he stop down an when i tell him bout the thing； he say；
〃good grief； forrest； them people was makin love！〃 well； i reckon i might have figgered that out
mysef； but to be honest； it was not somethin i wanted to know。 sometimes； however； a man got to
look at the facts。
it is probly a good thing i was kep busy playin football； cause it was such a awful feelin；
realizin jenny was doin that with the banjo player； an that she probly hadn'；t even a thought bout
me in that regard。 but by this time we was undefeated the entire season an was goin to play for
the national championship at the orange bowl against them corn shuckers from nebraska。 it was
always a big thing when we played a team from up north cause for sure they would have colored
on their side； an that be a reason for a lot of consternation from some of the guys— like my exroomate
curtis； for example— altho i never worried bout it mysef； on account of most of the
colored i ever met be nicer to me than white people。
anyhow； we gone on down to the orange bowl in miami； an e game time； we is some
kind of stirred up。 coach bryant e in the locker room an don'；t say much； cept that if we want
to win； we got to play hard； or somesuch； an then we be out on the field an they kicked off to us。
the ball e directly to me an i grap it outta the air an run straight into a pile of nebraska corn
shucker niggers an big ole white boys that weigh about 500 pounds apiece。
it were that way the whole afternoon。 at halftime； they was ahead 28 to 7 an we was a
forelorn an sorry lot of guys。 coach bryant e into the dressing room an he be shakin his head
like he expected all along that we was goin to let him down。 then he start drawin on the chalk
board and talkin to snake； the quarterback； an some of the others； an then he call out my name an
axe me to e with him into the hallway。
〃forrest；〃 he says； 〃this shit has got to stop。〃 his face right up against mine； an i feel his
breath hot on my cheeks。 〃forrest；〃 he say； 〃all year long we been runnin them pass patterns to
you in secret； an you been doin great。 now we is gonna do it against them nebraska corn jackoffs
this second half； an they will be so faked out； they jockstraps gonna be danglin roun they ankles。
but it is up to you； boy— so go out there an run like a wild animal is after you。〃
i nod my head； an then it be time to get back on the field。 everbody be hollerin an cheerin；
but i sort of feel they is a unfair burden on my shoulders。 what the hell； tho— that'；s jus the way it
is sometimes。
first play when we git the ball； snake； the quarterback； say in the huddle； 〃okay； we gonna
run the forrest series now；〃 an he says to me； 〃you jus run out twenty yards an look back；
an the ball be there。〃 an damn if it wadn'；t！ score is 28 to 14 all of a sudden。
we play real good after that； cept them nebraska corn jerkoff niggers an big ole dumb white
boys； they ain'；t jus settin there observin the scene。 they has got some tricks of they own— mainly
like runnin all over us as if we was made of cardboard or somethin。
but they is still somewhat suprised that i can catch the ball； an after i catch it four or five
more times； an the score is 28 to 21； they begin to put two fellers to chasin after me。 however；
that leave gwinn； the end； with nobody much to chase him aroun； an he catch snake'；s pass an put
us on the fifteen yard line。 weasel； the place kicker； get a field goal an the score now be 28 to 24。
on the sideline； coach bryant e up to me an say； 〃forrest； you may be a shit…for…brains；
but you has got to pull this thing out for us。 i will personally see that you are made president of
the united states or whatever else you want； if you can jus haul that football over the goal line
one more time。〃 he pat me on the head then； like i was a dog； an back in the game i go。
the snake； he get caught behin the line right at the first play； an the clock is runnin out fast。
on the second play； he try to fake em out by handin me the ball； sted of thowin it； but bout two
tons of nebraska corn jackoff beef； black an white； fall on top of me right away。 i lying there； flat
on my back； thinkin what it must of been like when that netload of bananas fall on my daddy； an
then i gone back in the huddle again。
〃forrest；〃 snake says； 〃i gonna fake a pass to gwinn； but i am gonna thow the ball to you；
so i want you to run down there to the cornerback an then turn right an the ball be right there。〃
snake'；s eyes are wild as a tiger'；s。 i nod my head； an do as i am tole。
sure enough； snake heaves the ball into my hans an i be tearin toward the middle of the field
with the goalposts straight ahead。 but all of a sudden a giant man e flyin in