"Billy – another Beam," I scream.
Bob suddenly slurs, "Go Hillary, Go!"
"When did you turn into a Hillary fan?"
"Hey, I like a good fight."
"This isn't basketball, this is about our country."
"Basketball is more about this country than this election."
I couldn't think of a come-back, so I shut up. Fifteen minutes after the Indiana polls closed, with 9 percent of the vote in, it's now 57 percent for Clinton and 43 percent for Obama.
"It's getting tighter, Bill."
"I'm Jim. You journalists have problems with the truth," and he cracks a devilish smile.
"How many tears --" the juke box is interrupted by a roar at the far end of the bar "-- will you come back some day ..."
Across the bottom of the television screen: with 13 percent of the vote in, 58 percent for Clinton and 42 percent for Obama.
"See," Jim points at the screen, "Hillary is moving up, moving ahead."
Jim says the media already knows Hillary has won the election in Indiana, but it won't say this because it wants to drag out the drama. They want us to watch their stupid commercials, which is money in the bank for them.
A roar of horns from the TV, and Wolf Blitzer announces: "CCN projects in North Carolina that...."
"Yeah, yeah" I moan, "of course Obama wins North Carolina, we want to know about Indiana. Hang on Jim, there's going to be a change in Indiana. I feel it coming."
"My name is Sue," Johnny Cash roars out of the speakers."
