Selling My Books on the Streets of Brooklyn 3/15 - Adjustments

My thanks to Jack of Chase, who donated six thrillers and bought two, and to Ralph, who purchased four works of non-fiction. Here are the opening paragraphs of Adjustments, now available in Kindle for $1, link below. Reading time: approximately ten minutes:
HE COULDN’T GET OVER HOW PLEASANT THE EVENING
was. It wasn’t at all cold. There wasn’t a breath of wind, not
like the bitter one that had blown during last year’s game.
Fog hung, apparently stagnant, above the lights of the field
like a supernatural force about to pounce upon its prey.
Logic dictated that the dampness should have penetrated
to the bone this mid November night, yet it seemed
impotent. The conditions were ideal for football. Even
baseball could have been played, although a high fly would
surely vanish in the fog.
“What d’you think, Rick?” said a heavy-set, bearded man,
on whose navy blue jacket “Coach Eckert” was stitched in
white at the right breast. “Lloyd Norris” was emblazoned on
its back.
Rick Caso, a broad-shouldered, dark-featured young man
of medium height, was wearing a similar jacket. “We should
beat ‘em,” he said quietly. “They had their chance. If we
score once more there’s no way we’ll lose.”
The team, 33 strong, filed out of the visitors’ locker room,
silver helmets gleaming in the night, reflecting the electric
light in the area. Many of the devices showed streaks of
red, the opposition’s color. The blue “LN” stood out boldly, as
did the stripe that divided the helmet in half. The dark
jerseys and grey pants were soiled with dirt and grass. Some
were torn and stained with blood. In contrast, the uniforms
of those who hadn’t participated in the action seemed
immaculate. The white of the numerals was pure, striking.
The squad was handsomely equipped.
In keeping with the fashion of the era, many of the boys
had long hair, which protruded from the helmets. The image
of Prince Valiant flashed through Rick’s mind. His own hair
was short. He chuckled at the recollection of his shock at
the sight, in 1966, of the three young men on John Jay’s
varsity who had had flowing locks. Eight years later, it had
become the norm.

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