One time two friends of mine, Dennis and Donald (Little Harold to us) decided to drive Dennis' car across the football field. Actually what happened was that Little Harold (called that because he looked just like his dad who was named Harold) was driving the car and he decided that he wanted to drive acros the football field. Judging from the tire tracks I saw as we went out to baseball practice on Monday he didn't so much as merely drive across the field as spin the tires for fifty yards. A nice gouge was down the middle of the field.
The cops were called in and, of course, the first thing they did was compare the tracks on the field to tires of cars belonging to students. Dennis was busted in a matter of minutes. He 'fessed up and never implicated Little Harold although it became common knowledge later who was behind the wheel. They were cousins and Harold was two years younger.
That day at baseball practice our baseball coach had us all in the dugout hiding from a bitter early spring wind. He was talking about the upcoming week of practice and right before he released us for the day he looked over at Dennis and said, "I talked to Hollenbach today." Hollenbach was the football coach.
Dennis asked, "Is he pissed?" This was important because Dennis was on the football team. Hell, he was our center.
The baseball coach smiled and asked Dennis if he had ever seen the movie Missouri Breaks. Dennis shook his head in the negative.
"Well," the coach said, "it stars Jack Nicholson and Marlon Brando. Brando's going all over the place and killing all of Nicholson's friends for some wrong that was done. I don't remember what. Anyway, Nicholson decideds to stop running and fight back. The movie ends with a Brando sleeping outside. Nicholson sneaks up on him and cuts his throat and as Brando is dying Nicholson says, "In case you are wondering what just woke you up. I just slit your fucking neck."
He paused and gave us one of his real big smiles. "Think about it Dennis."