Re: Interview with the G-Man

Originally Posted by
hitmandonny

Originally Posted by
Fenster
Donny, I've read "War Baby" twice.
The story isn't presented as though he shot the dog because of injuries. He was angry that the dog lost the fight and that it cost him a few thousand dollars gambling on it.
I'll have to read it again. I had though the story portrayed his dog losing a fight and sustaining horrific injuries.
McClellan then shot the dog as it would never fight again.
His reasoning was that a fight dog, need only live to fight.
I thought he then threw the dog in the backseat of his Merc and (under poetic licence) mourned the death of the dog for the remainder of the novel.
In the writer's mind, wasn't he speaking to the dead dog throughout the Benn fight?
As I said, I'll take your word for it, if thats not the case, I haven't read the book in a few years.
Maybe it can be interpreted as you say... I found the story -
'He brought Deuce down to fight this guy's dog in Chicago one time, and me and Donnie, we went down there with him ...Gerald was drivin' his Mercedes Benz, a green car with caramel-coloured seats and he had this big, beautiful truck behind where he carried his dogs in cages. So Deuce, he winnin' this particular fight and all of a sudden the dog got on him and he started rippin' Deuce's throat out. So I'm kinda, like, lookin' at Gerald and I was seein' the 'spressions on his face, you know, and just as his dog was gettin' beat, Gerald told the dude, "Stop the fight!" And the dude said, "No, man. No, man, you started the fight." And Gerald says, "You stop this motherfuckin' fight! Stop the fight! I quit, here your money."
'Gerald had a nice green leather suit on, he picked his bloody dog up, threw his dog across his shoulder, blood run all down his fuckin' coat. Instead o' puttin' him in the truck, in the cage, he put him in the back seat o' the Benz, mad as hell, rubbing his dog, cryin' up and down the road, tellin', "I ain't never gonna do this shit no more, I don't know why I did this, I keep a mess o' snakes afore I put a dog through this again." You know?
'Yeah, Gerald he had some companionship about this particular dog. He'd raised this dog, and this dog, he'd killed a few. This fucking guy, man, once his dog lost a fight and he was $7,000 down. He turns around, he looks at me, and the other guy says, "Hey, you want to wash your dog off before you put him in your truck?" Gerald just pulls a nine-millimetre out of his back pocket, aims it at the dog's head, busts a cap to the dog's head, and says, "Put that motherfucker in a plastic bag. I don't need 'em if they can't fight no better than that. I don't need no motherfuckin' dog that can't fight." This the kinda guy he was...'
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