The tension was hemispheric. In a Calgary, Alberta court, the Crown interrupted his address to the jury to glance at a note. Then he passed it on to defense counsel, who broke into a grin and quickly apologized: "Pardon me, gentlemen, but I have just received today's ball score." The judge suggested drily that the jury would like to know the news too. "Of course, your Lordship," came the answer. "The Dodgers won 9-8."
It was like that almost everywhere last week, over the weirdest World Series in the memory of man.
It began...
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