"Were we comes from, most people in New York city still heard of AR." The hint of pride in his voice is unmistakeable, and he takes another swig of his horrifyingly sweet drink.

"He's a gambler, mostly. Best fucking gambler you ever fucking seen, you know. Ain't never won a pool game against him he weren't letting me win." He rolls the glass in his fingers, staring morosely. "He fixed the 1919 world series."