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| | | | a . - * a Hee wie of Lobby Krad (Rertetrr® okey write semen weer bh nay, “Deabedey's. ‘yew? beralism actwally is more intuitive and prag- watie than it is the expression of a conversion to a new ect of ideals.” Or they write of his old arrogance or mew ideas and of his dead brother and his sister- in-law and of his chanees in 1968 and 1972. it ali comes sat as writing done by an adult who has talked te other adults, the “alt men and the young oid men, and the writing is done in an office filled with old mea and young okt men and the stories probably are important and fuil of meaning. A lot of smart men are duing the writing. [ut all of it—all the words about whether Robby Kennedy is a ruthless, mechanical rich uy of a genius mellowed hy great tragedy—all” ai it cs superiluous when you sce him coming up to a high ‘school football team that is practicing for a game. : "Niver nuind nie, Iet’s see you run the play,” On undy ¢ calls out. Vane Coach steps forward. “All right, Ict’s get dn de ounsiness, he Sus. ‘The ivads ya down into the huddle. On_ the Aese, a anebucker calls ont, “AM right, come on, ho'sded right. Let's show him how we de it With vo handelap, the huddle breaks and the tean CONES Gut, “iteads,” the quarterback calls ot. “They're very big,” Rertedy says. “That one,” the quarterback says. “Sountor «Kennedy, Vine Vinee eoach,” “os two.,. hut three.” Mitiea| farce jn *. O'Connor, the -_— a .. he quarierinek starts dropping back and there toa skp as Voth lines go ite cach other. The offensive ram is tunning out of a double wing -T. The black ut spits from under the quarterhick’s icct as he pivots and threws overhand, with good are. extension, The pass is sharp and thrown to the righ. halfback, who had becu spread and came slanting: in. The pass is calied a leok-in pass and the right naifiack grabs it in fil strade and races past a linchaexer, AB the kids let aut a yell and clap their hands. “AM right,” whe coach calls out. “Stare good,” Kennedy says. Fle turns to the Wi gre tae best anes?” “ya diave a tackle, Anthony DiNardo, Senator. Tfe’s bees all-prep school twiee. Ivy Leayue schools went fn” “Wiaen one ts he?" Rennedy says. O'Coeaner points to two thick legs in the huddle. Chop we fave a halfback who is going to break les on came city scoring record. Richie Szato. He's aclve tore adhree vears fram Poland.” “a4tet Where? Which one is he?” wu breaks from the huddle, O'Connor ah. Savaten De is the left halfhack, He looks abant “bye aids, but with room to grow. The legs tell you vat. Sirong legs, the long muscle sticking our in a nage when he gets inte his stance. minct's legs. Deasaic's les. | = “Tine wan.” “The tackic keeps a high stance,” somebody next to Res nedy says. Wuha clap of pads, the play is off. The tackle, DiNardo, comes off his stance with a powerful and - eT tase first step, which is almost the whoie ela ; wy A sera cain nar eto ein mene —sanan, ~ pate a ne ak 5 da aad me He oe le a cnn tll nl yt aw ee a uy wearing glasses and a bascbull cap says. Pa Cae a peg Ot ceeet re tie. 2 Sinn Jah ME bce atin may ay k. ys rs Ct ae Vide tupris cee the te ie hey fea Vda The coacn thats il says Sein: hack, Mark Graves coines * a hase. he han!’ ts kK TH we dhe Quarter- wotainers out’ al ty a vid The twam late ks talt of the nude am! O'Connor toves Next la Lennedy and points tu Szare. “Ile is a left-fooy kicker. He played soccer in) Poland. We use iim for ficld goals and. kickoffs, PAINS, everythin.” a They ruin Szaro on a play thar jooks like'an inside reverse. DiNardo, dhe big tackle, is plunging ahead, his lexs chopping and his : arms jlailing in a hand fight with the defensive man and Szarou has his speed ina: step and he comes slapping through the hole, spinning .: oif a hand that grabs him and he flies across the - Iilack dirt of the ficki and runs the play out. “Terrific,” Kennedy says. He keeps his eyes on Szaro. “What are his marks like?" “He has the joential to go te an Ivy League schol, Senator,” O'Connor says. “Harvard spoke ta as about him.” Rennedy cates. “Who was it that spoke to you?” O'Conner mentions a name that is lost in the wuise of the kids yeling for the way Szaro had run the ae we “Isn't that wonderful? Kennedy says to Graves. "Ody here Uivce years irom Poland and look at haw he can play sti ai what he has in frant of him. [ think that’s terril He was sipping lin tea, In the huddic you could hear We voices. “You do it. “No, you po da in” “SAME rigtir, det’s gt? Suey ore from the huddle aad the ais vith, wk Tits wvet., The tea bag had dropped ou Reniecy's shox, The quarterback whisks it ap in his hand and throws iz away and runs to his Pusitien. They run off sore plays and Kennedy yells “two tands” wih. . 0 -uitelody drons a pass. Or “ooohhb” of “that's tie way" when one is completed. “They ean play anybouy,” he says. “Sehools in Peansylwadia,” one with him says. “Everett,” KReancdy says "Do you know Fverete Tigh in Massachusetts?" “Nes, they're very geod,” O'Connor, the coach, saAVS. “These boys here coulg piay Everett anytime,” Kennedy -says. Uden tae fa 1 ‘ a " a t eer Lo ST] 2 L et was cold, and it was cecomiag aimost roo dark r to fotiow the ball. The kids were ranning footlall > & I we and Kennedy wis wiich: ing iem and footing for them to run it rigut, Tle was execs and eager and hey piled inte cach other Lecause Ones knew. he wast whine, They had sam He oe eyY fan Ba MesUANR stereeee fie-pee ee TUL TL hiather, of course. That is always there, And the veuth and the long hair and the name and the sister- 5 in-law and just the idea of being young, Whatever, itis, it is there for pood. Bauby Nennedy canrbe every inch of the worst sob. we've cver had. Eve thing he docs in public can be a facade. But ‘on a football ficld with kids, nothing mattcta, 4 is something between them that ® powerful” 3B Somebody came running across the we