Chapter 3: Oh, THAT secret marriage
As
it is wont to do, post wacky hijinks that make the news, people descend upon
Joe and Emma. Emma’s parents (Saul and Margaret, the owners of the Carolina
Storm), turned around on their way to their weekend event because they’d been
called by the sheriff department, the sheriff, and the team’s head coach (once
the incident hit the news). Saul immediately disbelieves Joe’s explanation that
he’d thought someone had broken in, and he accuses Joe of signing with the
Storm in order to get close to Emma and “lead her astray again” (33). This leads
to Joe musing about how imbalanced the power dynamic is between him and Saul—that
Saul can fire him at any time. Frankly, that’s kind of how any
employee-employer relationship is, no? Which is why you don’t date your boss’s
daughter…? Seriously, I don’t know why this makes Joe all sulky. Buy your own
team (or company or whatever) if you don’t like the power imbalance.
Joe
drives off to his sister’s house, next. I’m pretty sure that his sister (Janey)
is the subject of the next book in this series (much like the siblings in Offside, only there’s six total in this
series) so we learn that she’d had a bad marriage and now her life is all about
her son (who wants to be an NHL players like his uncle.) So Janey is concerned
about how to explain the news to her son, since it’s a small town and even if
he doesn’t see the news clip and Joe’s backside, “with the black bar placed
strategically across it” (35), he’ll still hear about it. The two siblings
specifically fear that the clip will end up on an “often sensational interview
show” hosted by someone named Tiffany Lamour (36). This will be important
later. Dunh dunh dunnhhhh.
Joe
plans to keep a low profile for the weekend (until the press conference on
Monday), and Janey says that Emma doesn’t have that option as it’s June and
therefore “the height of wedding season” (37). So Joe was definitely an
off-season acquisition for the Storm, although I’m still not sure if he was a
trade or a free agent.
It
turns out that Janey was right about the trouble that this experience would
bring to Emma as a wedding planner as when the narrative turns back to her
point of view, it’s to find out that the “image-conscious Raleigh socialite,”
whose daughter’s wedding she was planning, has decided that Emma’s “dubious…
reputation…” (ellipsis original) disqualifies her from planning the wedding. Because
she’ll get her slutty cooties on the wedding party? I’m really unclear about
this part. Fortunately for Emma, she will still get paid, since the wedding is
only six days away. I wouldn’t complain too much about not having to deal with
this lady and still getting paid at least $12,500 (since “[h]er standard fee
was ten percent over the cost of the wedding” (38).) I don’t think I could ever
be a wedding planner—but I also don’t think I could pay a wedding planner
$12,500.
After
that lovely fiasco, Emma gets a phone call from Saul. It’s Monday morning and
he’s calling her specifically to tell her that the press conference with Joe is
at 10am and she is, under no circumstances, to be there. Since she had no
intention of being there, Saul’s call is pretty stupid as now Emma is aware of
the conference and decides to show up.
Joe,
who Emma decides is looking very sexy, comes over to her upon her arrival,
before the press conference starts, and asks why she’s there.
“You know they’ll pounce on you like
piranhas” (42).
Do
piranhas really pounce? I mean, don’t
get me wrong—I have no desire to be faced with a hungry piranha, but I feel
like actual pouncing requires legs.
And to maybe not be aquatic.
Emma
is quite straightforward, which I like. She tells Joe that she knows she’ll
have to answer the press’s questions, as the team owner’s daughter, so she’d
prefer to do it in a safe venue so she needn’t be worried about reporters
showing up elsewhere. She starts the press conference off, winning over the
media to her side by charming them and by praising the sheriff’s speedy
response and the news crew’s readiness. So all seems well. But we’re only on
page 44 of the novel and our titular virgin is still virginal and there’s been
nary a secret marriage to be found, so you know
there’s more to come.
Joe
takes the stage and is asked actual sports questions, including if he has any “qualms
about the no-trade clause?” (45).
“None,” Joe lied through his teeth (45).
That’s
… weird. Don’t players get the right to waive their no-trade clauses? Aren’t
no-trade clauses at the behest of the players, not the team? Even if you
suddenly don’t want to be on the team you’re on (and Joe is having trouble,
yes, because of this scandal, but come on, it’s June and he hasn’t played yet and this is where his family is), you
can waive your clause and request a trade. So his lie makes no sense.
Next,
Tiffany Lamour, aforementioned sports gossip, steps up to the plate (sorry, I
mixed my sports metaphors there) by asking where Joe plans to live, in Raleigh
or “here in Holly Springs with [his] new family?”(45).
Joe
is confused by this line of questioning, and Tiffany keeps pushing, eventually
dropping a bombshell and asking about wives.
“I’m not married, Miss Lamour. You
know that.”
“Au contraire, Joe … Because,
according to reports I’ve just received, you eloped with a young girl seven
years ago” (45).
Ohhhhh.
THAT wife.
Apparently,
Joe and Emma got married but also divorced, and Joe had paid a lot of money to
keep anyone from finding out, including Emma’s family. So Tiffany Lamour gets
the chapter’s last line, speaking to Saul Donovan.
“I’m just asking, Mr. Donovan, how
you feel about your former, current and future son-in-law”
(46).
Well, the only good thing about this book is that you get to riff on fish legs. It's too much WTF-ery for me to even get my head around. But I wanted to comment for two reasons.
ReplyDelete1. Do fans howl at Coyote games? I was watching on the weekend, and while there was a canned howling noise, there was also a bizarre cheering that I couldn't make out.
2. The black bar incident reminds me of the time a guy streaked a Calgary Flames game, fell on the ice, and knocked himself out. Then a comedian said that he wanted to do that, but write an obscenity down his thigh with a marker, so that when the TV station put on a black bar—it would be huge and audience would be impressed by his penis size.
Happy Monday, Commish!
1. Yup, fans absolutely do. There's the howl when we score, which is heard very rarely lately, and that one is recorded (although usually echoed during the cheer as well) and is probably actually a wolf howl. Then there's random howls that fans produce when the team is winning or when we (fans) are bored or ... well, sometimes there's absolutely no discernible reason other than howling is fun. It started to be a regular thing last season, just people going "how-ooooo" and it's fun and sometimes sounds a little creepy. It reminds me of the "Ooo" at Vancouver games (although I've only been to one), but those seem to be triggered by the announcer whereas the Coyotes fan howls are random.
Delete2. HA. That would be *awesome*. Far more awesome than anything that has happened int his book so far. :-P