Message-ID: <44679asstr$1065827406@assm.asstr-mirror.org> Return-Path: X-Original-Path: 53ab2750!not-for-mail From: "Frank Downey" X-Priority: 3 X-MSMail-Priority: Normal X-MimeOLE: Produced By Microsoft MimeOLE V5.50.4920.2300 X-Original-Message-ID: <7gBhb.38$0I6.37@nwrdny03.gnilink.net> NNTP-Posting-Date: Fri, 10 Oct 2003 12:38:27 EDT X-ASSTR-Original-Date: Fri, 10 Oct 2003 16:38:27 GMT Subject: {ASSM} The Curse of the Bambino, Part Three--by Frank Downey (still nosex) Date: Fri, 10 Oct 2003 19:10:06 -0400 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation X-Story-Submission: X-Moderator-ID: dennyw, hecate Copyright 2003 Frank Downey. All rights reserved. Any use other than personal archiving requires the permission of the author. Do not repost. This story contains adult material. If this is illegal where you reside or if you are underage where you reside, begone. THE CURSE OF THE BAMBINO CHAPTER THREE THURSDAY, OCTOBER NINTH GAME TWO Melanie, Callie's best friend, came to my room that Thursday afternoon. "Hey, Mitch, can I talk to you?" "Sure," I said. "Listen." She took a deep breath. "You might want to consider getting out of the bet. I really don't think it's a good idea. I've never seen Callie like this. She's having an anxiety attack about the whole thing. I was with her last night after the game and she was almost out of her mind." "Damn," I said. "Is she that unattracted to me?" "No, actually, that's not it at all," she said. "I know it's not sex in general, Callie's no virgin. In fact, I know she was with a number of guys last year, and a couple over the summer. So it's not that." "No. And I'm not quite sure what it is. I have my ideas, of course-but the thought of having sex with you terrifies her." "Good God almighty, Melanie, does she think I'm going to hurt her or something?" "I don't know." "She should know better than that!" "I know she should, but, well, it's complicated." She took a deep breath. "Look, like I said, I don't know for sure, but-well, you said it yourself. She had a number of guys last year. Notice how long they lasted? Not long. Notice how much emotional investment she put into them? Just about zero." "Melanie, you're saying-what, exactly?" "I'm saying that sex with emotional involvement scares the shit out of Callie. I saw that last night. What I don't know is why." "Shit. She agreed to the bet, though." "Well, yeah. I think she thought the Yankees were going to sweep or something. Losing game one put the fear of God into her." "Shit." "You need to talk to her, Mitch." ---------------------- Mel was right. So, after Mel had left, I got myself to Callie's room. She let me in. "Look. Do you want out of this bet?" I asked. "No, why would I?" she said defiantly. "You think the Sox shot their wad in game one?" she sniggered. "No, I asked if you wanted out of it," I said. "I'll let you out. I'll even take the blame, if you want. I'll tell everyone that I chickened out, if you don't want to." "Why are you doing this?" she asked hesitantly. "Because I get the feeling that going to bed with me would be more of a torture for you than me giving Tim a blowjob would be for me." I saw something in her eyes just then, but I wasn't quite sure what it was. It only lasted a couple of seconds. Then she summoned her bravado and said, "Nah. I'm not worried about it. The Yankees are about to win four in a row. The bet is on." "You can't make this bet counting on winning. You have to be prepared to lose." "Are you?" she snorted. "Yes." "Fine, then. So am I." "Suit yourself." I left the room-but, I'll admit it. I was worried. ------- I guess it was predictable. Taking the first two in the Stadium would've been a tough nut for the Sox to crack even without the unfavorable pitching matchups. It didn't start out that way, though. The Sox had Petitte on the ropes early-but they couldn't finish them off. Four baserunners, including three hits, in the first inning-and no runs, thanks to Gabe Kapler getting thrown out stealing and Kevin Millar popping up with the bases loaded. The second inning was no better, as the Sox had men on first and third with no outs and got all of one run out of it. "Damn," I said, "they had him on the ropes, and they let him get up." "Yup," Tim agreed. "Pathetic." "And they're gonna pay, I can see it coming," Callie said. She was right. Right away, the bottom of the second, Lowe gave up a walk, and Nick Johnson hit a dinger. Two to one, Yankees. Callie did a little jig around the room. "It ain't over till it's over," I quoted. "Yogi Berra was a Yankee," she grinned. "They can't let up on Pettite," I said. But they did. He completely shut them down starting in the third inning. They had their chance in the first two, and blew it. Meanwhile, Lowe wasn't shutting the Yankees down. Another run in the third, another in the fifth, and it was four to one. "Schedule that blowjob," Callie taunted. "Not hardly. Even if they lose tonight, one out of the first two is perfect. I said that earlier." Varitek hit a homer in the sixth to make it four to two, but that was all she wrote for the Sox. The Yankees got a couple more in the seventh, knocking Lowe out, and that's how it ended: Yankees 6, Red Sox 2. "There we go," Callie grinned. "Five-game series." "That's right, cause the Sox are going to win the next three," I said. "Nope, the Sox don't win another one." "Callie? The next game? Pedro." "We'll beat Pedro," she said confidently. "Let me add to that. Pedro against Clemens. The last time that happened in the playoffs, four years ago, the Sox won something like thirteen to one. There is no way Clemens beats Pedro in Fenway in the playoffs. Not gonna happen." "We'll see," she smirked. -- Pursuant to the Berne Convention, this work is copyright with all rights reserved by its author unless explicitly indicated. +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ | alt.sex.stories.moderated ------ send stories to: | | FAQ: Moderators: | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ |ASSM Archive at Hosted by | |Discuss this story and others in alt.sex.stories.d; look for subject {ASSD}| +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+