Confessions From The Recession

Confessions From The Recession

Season 1 Episode 4

“The Greatest Of All Time”

Despite the warm early summer brightness that graced the seashore community Chapman could see the ghostly image featuring a horse jumping off into the river from the pier.

“Always a gimmick,” he mumbled to himself standing up from a bench on the boardwalk owned by the Cooper Road Entertainment Group and was now ready to return to rehearsal.

Since the community throughout the century faced numerous transitions, they summoned the local legend to be the host to a long running beauty contest. Walking by the news stand the celebrity athlete saw his name in print stopping for a second to read the headline, “Local Goat Hosts Beauty Pageant.” Feeling an electrical jolt, the famed pitcher straightened his back prepared to set foot into “The Agricultural State Resort Hotel Casino.”

Upon entering the festive area filled with slot machine payoffs and card game concentration Chapman was greeted by a stocky individual who had a nice young blonde model beside him.

“Chapman, I am Vince Cooper, CEO of the Cooper Road Entertainment Group, and this here is my child bride Lombardi,”

“I am the grave,” she stuck out her hand, “oh sorry gold digger.”

For a few years Chapman knew she was a trophy wife and he reacted pleasantly to the greeting, “I would like to thank you for taking time out of your busy schedule to host our little event here.”

“It is my pleasure,” Chapman replied before posing for a selfie.

After fulfilling the social obligation, the ball player waltzed his way into the grand ballroom where many conventions during the week make their sales presentations professing work not gambling junkets.

And that is when he saw the most beautiful creature sitting there holding a teacup. Within a second Chapman claimed the spot next to her twiddling his fingers looking for an excuse to start up a conversation, “I am a GOAT, and who are you?”

Putting down her porcelain prop she answered his question just like the repetitive read through a few hours ago, “I am Ramygala and I was GOAT as they say at the University owned by a man named Stavola.”

“You went to Stavola University?” Chapman was surprised.

“He owned the town,” Ramygala clarified, “and I spent much the hour inside the library to be deemed a GOAT.”

Stavola was an aristocrat, and he threw lavish parties. But it was the Cooper family who came in and changed everything from circus amusements to flashy gaming activities.

“I am surprised they let you into the contest since you are connected to the Stavola name,” Chapman mentioned.

“I am a GOAT, dear, I spent my time at the library and outsmarted the Stavola, they liked that on my resume,” Ramygala defended the spying information.

“Hey Chapman,” a voice could be heard stage right, “we need you over here, pronto!”

“I got to go,” Chapman explained and Ramygala nodded her head.

Later that evening Chapman was in the spotlight wearing a tuxedo, “I have not seen so many Goats in one place,” he made a comment hoping it would loosen the tension.

As the final two contestants held hands fearful of what was going to be said next Chapman opened the envelope, “And the winner of the annual GOAT beauty pageant,” he paused, “Billie Bonnet,” he continued before breaking out into song, “There she is Miss GOAT of all time,”

Later that evening while strutting around the one arm bandits Chapman noticed Ramygala sitting in front of the restaurant bearing her safe heaven.

Coming closer Chapman exclaimed, “I guess it was a quiet end to your night,”

Only hearing the word ‘night’ Ramygala replied, “No, Teutonic my knight in shining armor did not show up so here I sit in front of The Library Pub And Grill.”

“Do you want to go inside?” Chapman asked, “I have a reservation with the Cooper Road Entertainment Group owners.”

Not even a second passed and Ramygala sprang to her feet, “I would love to,”

Her answer prompted Chapman to outstretch in arm in a respectful escorting and soon was directed to the Cooper’s table.

“Vince and Lombardi, it is good to see you,” Chapman smiled,

“Yes, join us,” Vince offered, “and will that be lamb or steak?”

In a quiet voice Ramygala said, “I will just have milk,”

“Make that a double,” Chapman added pulling out a chair for Ramygala.

“Well, you both are goats not just pieces of meat,” Lombardi confirmed ready for the business meeting.