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Barry Craig Investigator - The Big Fix

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Duration:: 25m
Broadcast on:: 06 Jul 2024
Audio Format:: mp3

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I had my own wits nicely sharpened the case of two adults, but all patriculating in an institution of higher learning known across the land as Blackhurst View. I've been summoned to the Dean's office. A mile looking shack with sight glasses that sat on the middle of his nose. His name was Palmer. Dean Percival Palmer. My decision to imply you is personal. As you may know, we have a rather celebrated basketball team. Enough said. I can smell in the red. The rate it back to 14 grown too big for the old college gym. It's on big time. Big arenas, big gates, big goals, big bets. Players are bribed, games are dumped, etc. and so forth. I've considered outlawing basketball as Blackhurst View. Oh, one of the facts. There are no facts as such. Only whispering the grave rumors of seizing undercurrents. In the school and in the public press. Well, spell out one specific robot. Very well. It is hinted that the contest of last week was... Well, it's free. Who played against Blackhurst View last week? A certain college. A certain college was the obviously inferior team. Well, obvious by what measurement? My record for the season. It had won but two contests and lost 14. Please be well, aren't you? Well, Blackhurst View came into the contest with 16 victories and three VCs. Making Blackhurst View the odds on favorites. But Blackhurst, you lost, huh? Yes. Well, how close was the score? 49 to 43. There was a sharp newspaper attack after the contest. A fourth-columnist named Sophie Sator writes a column called "The Lowdown on Thought." He was almost a libelous team what he wrote. Well, who is the captain of the team? Chris Anderson. And who is the coach? Sandy Biglow. Do the rumors touch Coach Biglow? Very much a perfect coach. Rare or true? It's usually one player that laughs with other teams. One susceptible sucker, the gambler can get through. However, one's the next game. Tomorrow night, Blackhurst View plays... Dan Burson College. Well, who's private away? Dan Burson College has yet to win one major contest. This season, meaning if Dan Burson wins tomorrow, there's really something rotten in Blackhurst. The next night, I was a spectator. Along with 20,000 other basketball fans. The game was played in the million-dollar-based Calcium. Everybody invited, regardless of strategy, nobody bought. Just pay the admission tab. Look over your shoulder and see half the graduating class. This season, 1935-55. College basketball was sure rubbing elbows with riprails. Blackhurst figured to be a walk away winner on a second. Only it wasn't. It was trailing in the last quarter of '67 to Van Burson '74. Sreling with only minutes left on the big clock. Only the final whistle blew. The cat calls and fools to be heard in cyan. The flankers had lost legitimately. Nobody, but nobody believed it. I caught the captain of Team Chris Branson under the shower. A gangly youngster who stood six feet six times. He was there in a crew cut. And freckles like somebody had spotted his face with a red tomato. Hey, ask him, but Tom, huh? Sure. Sure. Hey, Lance. Thanks. You're the heck with me, huh? Why do you say that? You're the secret agent Dean Palmer, we're standing. Well, I see my fame has preceded me. Oh, whenever you're ready, Chris, I've got some questions. I'm just going to take long. I've got a date. I'll make it free. And I'm holding you to that. Come on, we can sit in the locker room. Captain Chris Branson wasn't too candid to witness. So we lost a few gains. Why on the hullabaloo? Well, the blank race lost two in a row to push over. Seems a ragged edge. Feet on tires. I saw it tonight's game. I made some mental reservations about it. You're going to set yourself up as a basketball expert? I know the game, Chris. I was a player of the answer. The fan of it's in. Oh, right, Master. Go ahead. What did you find suspicious about tonight's game? One thing, the money riding on it. How would you know? Faces in the crowd. Tony Chaplin, Big East and Bookmaker. Vince Farden, an notorious fixture. Price, price, and horse-breaking. Farden's been convicted for both. And then Johnny Minton. One I admire, Ricky Silk. Both of the bulls. Oh, you had a pride gallery of fans in the Hall of Fame tonight. Is that the king's fault? All right. I won't hold the gambling. Take sure as I read it against the king. But answer me this. Why did you replace yourself in the last quarter? Playing ankle as you come to limp. I think it looks fine to me now. It wasn't fun. The second thing players, subbing for you, meant money in the banks of the gamblers, Chris. You're blank, Chris. The ankle man. And it's top scorer. Are you accusing me of deliberately? I wouldn't excuse any boy of anything. Not until I have positive proof. Absolute evidence. You've got a big future ahead, and I'd hate to see it wrecked by stigma or any window. I'm a cop, but I'm worried about that. Thanks for some kind words. Okay. Go keep that hot day, fucking. ♪♪ Coach Sandy Bigelow was even less cooperative, let alone friendly than his team captain. I don't take kindly to private snoops and knowing my players. Well, don't complain to me. The impalmer exceeded his powers in hiring youth. I'm going before the board of trustees. Meanwhile, let's talk. I deny every rumor. I've got a bunch of fine kids. Straight as a tie, every mother's son of a. I picked up this morning's paper on the way over. The columnist named Sophie Slater gets off a few remarks. Sophie Slater. Why, the man's an irresponsible muck rate. They load down on sports. Let me read you a few lines. Last night's only blank curse. The band version winner was a betting combine. Wonder who Coach Bigelow really obliged in surprise, finishing a star forward with Nowski. It's killing me by any window. But I'm sick skin, Craig. In 20 years of coaching, I've developed a rhinoceros tie. I'd say no attention to a columnist. Oh, I did your bench with Nowski. He's a show off. He's an array for highest scoring honors and a night for basketball. And all he thought about was swelling his total. Also, he was explained to his girl in the sand. She'd flown in from Dubuque to see her hero and action. You understand my benching him now? Yes, I do. I want to ask you some blunt questions, Coach. Why, aren't we? Do you suspect any of your players are stumping? Not so one. As far as you know, as any player or player, it's suddenly taken out of practice. It looks like we're spending clothes, girls, convertibles. There's been absolutely nothing like that. Don't you have any other blunt questions? Yeah, a hard one to ask. You probably take a punch at me. Yeah, I know the question you intend asking. Am I crooked? Am I dumping games like cleverly mishandling my team? Am I getting a payoff somewhere? I heard it whispered. Oh, why? You hear it whispered wherever back to ball to play these days. Because one or two crooked teams have been exposed, the rest of us bear the brunt. We have to pay for our innocence. Then, for the wreckage, you denounce the rumors around about you. You're tempting me to throw that punch. Sunday in a college town is a day of cemetery quiet. I second into the nearest recreation lounge. The joint was the annex to a hotel, a hotel Olympia. I had a key to Rome 222. It's about to end up in strength, please. You decide what. I want to be surprised. I was halfway through a drink advertised as campus conipsion, 99 cents. When a jet came close enough to breathe on me, he looked more of a stranger in town than me. Speaking jowls, a thick grin with a diamond, size of a walnut, than yellow shoes. His kisser was not unlimited. Hello, Craig, place of face? Yes, yes. I didn't know the circus was in town. The New York jokes are at a place here. So are you smiling. I got a sister living in town. I'm visiting. Why? And we'll sit down. I'll tell you why. Okay. I'm filming with expensive things. Hey, you'll be tingling all right. You'll see what I got for you. Here. For your old age. Well, what's inside the brown lap is? A grand in 20s. For you? For what? For nothing. And I got something else for you. Let me see. Yeah. Here, my best pocket. For you, Craig. My compliments. A railroad ticket. One way. Clear the times square. If we look at you with a bar, I knew you were homesick. You're trained in an hour. Give my regards to Broadway. Very sorry, my life. You're going to be foolish? I am. The boys and me are making a buck. What's it to you? Nothing. That's a job at the authority. I'm here to crack down on fixing and fixes. Stop the corruption of a basketball squad. And you're here for nothing, Craig. There's nothing to it. No fix, no bright employers. You expect me to believe that? It sounds corny to say, I know. But we haven't been able to reach a player. We try, but no dice. Why try so hard to ship me home? We're runnin' lucky. We don't want to drink. Well, the boys win up a pool. One grand. It would have you. They don't want no evil eye. You don't grab the jeep. You're a sad. Put it back in your pocket, Smiley. Morning begins early, Nick Jones. I've been in bed seven hours. Eyes wide open. Hotel rooms have that effect on me. I mean, floured wallpaper. Uh-huh. Uh, say who you are. This is so preflator of the hell does that. Good morning. It will be in two hours. Rise and shine. It's seven o'clock. Oh, do I hate cheerful early, right? Uh, Mr. Craig, can I see you? Why? Something pertinent to your work on behalf of Dean Palmer. Oh. In an hour, I'd say. Well, since I'm now June, just stay awake. At your hotel, and I'll join you in the breakfast table. Good enough. Sophie Slater really did have quite a little confidential information. Coffee's good. Now, at least three games were dumped by blankers to you. Well, give me concrete truth. I got another kind of proof. Uh, guess what? No good, Slater. Let's not be calloused about the reputations and futures of a lot of young men. Oh, I respect your sensitivity there. I hate to see any young man stigmatize, but suppose my criminal information doesn't concern any of the young men. Some of the players? No players. Just, uh, coach. Sandy Bigelow. Sandy Bigelow. Yes. Now, if you listen to, I'm a newspaper man. I have sources of information. I'll get down to it. What information did you receive about Sandy Bigelow? That he was seen consorted with the ambulance in an out-of-the-way roadhouse called the Blue Lantern, run by Gotti Daniel. And drive out and talk to Gotti. Why don't you? You'll find a very frank and cooperative. What else against Sandy Bigelow? I have information that Bigelow made a substantial cash deposit in his bank account, the Craigmore Savings Bank. That's a bank and another county mind you. A fact significant in itself. Who could tip you to the state as a Bigelow's bank account? I'm going to be evasive about that, Craig. Uh, is somebody connected with the bank? Uh-huh. An official or a killer. I'm not answering that. Why are you giving me these facts against Sandy Bigelow? To expedite your investigation to hurry Bigelow into jail. To accomplish that. Yes. Why don't you surprise yourself? Well, an exposé preacher. You're a newspaper man. I tried to. My paper refused to use it. I'll write the story from the police plotter when you file arrest charges against Bigelow. The Craigmore Savings Bank suddenly bounced across the county line. I persuaded a bank manager to give me a detailed memorandum on Bigelow's savings account, persuading me bank management, unraveling a lot of red tape, satisfying bank policy and protocol. But I got what I was after. My next stop was the Blue Lantern. The owner, Jesse Daniels, was the Amazon type who could let her wait men and probably death from the looks of her papers. All right. These were a frank and cooperative. He was in here all right. That's Bigelow. Over in that corner there, trying not to look consticulous. Bigelow was in here, frequenting with Jim. No, to no, talking to him over beer and pretzels. And you identified particular gamblers you saw Bigelow with? Oh, that New York crowd. I had a state cop name a few for me. One named Johnny Mitten, a mean looker. Another named Richie Silk. Crazy but my cheese makes him potato chips, that one. And a third with a funny name. Sounds like founds or something. Bose on the bull? Yeah, that's it. Had a bad stomach. Never need a drink, anything in here. Bose on the bull, save time last year. Fixing a Midwest bastard for James. Well, he's right here up to his fixing tricks. And Bigelow's in with him. How often would you say Bigelow was in here? Well, twice that I've seen him. Nice when I'm not here, that's when Dean Friday when I'm babysitting from a married daughter. Hey, to me, that's my daughter. I'm a grandmother. Oh, great. Fire drink, I'll be. Sure you can. Butter milk. Before making a cause for the lab, I had a process. But some scientists could be jamming on their face, just untrue. You've been a cop too long. Let's know that. Bigelow tried explaining his meetings with known gamblers. I've nothing to be ashamed of. I sought those certain gentry out in order to warn them. For them of what? To keep away from my boys. You see, there's been anonymous phone calls who was nasty and do chris ransom. Open hints of offered bribes. And both was not in ransom reported the incidents to me. I told them to say nothing. So you met with the gambler discreetly to tell them all. I threatened him with police action if he ever bothered my boys again. Well, you believe me, Craig? Frankly, you're not sure I do. Why do you back 70 miles away in Craigmore? Well, habit. I used to coach Craigmore colleagues back in 1955 years ago. I never canceled or transferred my bank account. That's all. What's your balance there now? A balance? Well, it's about twelve hundred dollars, I'd say. Why? Is that your bank book handy? I know. It's like I don't have it at all. It's been missing for months. Miss Laid, you're lost. I see. Suppose I told you that your balance is more like a... Wait, I have a bank memorandum on it with me. Here, have a look. You're up to $6,000, big ol' six bucks. Well, that's impossible. That's the process. Made periodically since the start of the basketball season. Well, what's your answer? Craig, somebody's out to incriminate me. Mere me. A frame up. I haven't made a deposit to my Craigmore account in almost a year. You're not really asking me to believe a trick which worked on you, where I say you're thankful for stolen. So the sneak deposits could be made swelling your savings account. Well, if that slip you showed me is actually sold. Yes. I am asking you to believe exactly that. How is your assassination suspended? I had postponed a judge on coach Bigelow for the time being. The police still own events justified my destruction there. The teen captain, Chris Benson, had again been contacted by the gambling mob. And this time, Bigelow brought his boy to me. My name's Smiley. He's smoked me in Lily's drugstore. How much is he off of you? $5,000? To be divided between myself and one other player I could recruit. He suggested I talk to Wissnowski. Which game does the mob want stumped? The last one on our schedule against Barnaby Tech. Oh, Bigelow. Yes, Craig? How does Frank Hearst you compare with Barnaby Tech? Well, we've beaten him for years running by margins of 20 points or more. Meaning Frank Hearst you should enter the game and odds on favor. Oh, I should say so, yes. The mob wants to bet Barnaby Tech heavy and make a final killing. Okay. We'll accept the bribe. Accept? No, you wait a minute, Mr. Craig, to teach the mob a better lesson where it hurts most in the pocketbook. You will accept the bribe, right? I promised to dump the game along with Wissnowski and then play your fool heads on. Trim Barnaby Tech from here to Tim Buck too. The game against Barnaby was played as Stuart. Wissnowski and Chris Ransom played the best ball of that for any other year. They scored almost at will. At the final whistle, the score was 76 to 38th. They were in Blankhurst. I've never seen a more shattered bunch than that gambling click. They looked as if the specter of the bread line ordered them. The Blankhurst team got a rising ovation. [MUSIC] But in the offices of the Herald, is that following him? A red soapy plate of column back. But was there reverse jumping in last night's Blankhurst Barnaby game? Why the sudden light to Wissnowski and Wissnowski? Was it that certain element required a better than 20 points spread in order to cash in? I'm only asking. Well, Flader. Well, what? Why the awful lie? Is it a lie? Delicious, deliberate, cowardly. I happen to know this time. Wissnowski and Ransom deliberately cheated cheaters last night. They took bribe money on my face. I'll agree to dump so far as the gamblers were concerned, but instead played the win. Why are you so passionate and anxious to me? I've got nothing to say. Then answer this. Why have you been plotting to destroy Coach Bigelow? Destroy him by frame of Bigelow. Bigelow rates everything I can dish out to him. That man isn't human. Then there's a personal motive against Bigelow. What, Flader, go on and talk. Bigelow is a paragon of virtue. Thanks to himself as a god, he sees life as a blackboard maxim. You're rather very good or very bad. No shadings in between. If you're very good, he loves and adores you. If you're bad or weak or just a fool, big low of crucify you. No mercy, no quarter note, no human understanding. Who was it so close to you that Bigelow crucify? My son, Bob. Bob played for Crabmore College once, eight years ago, when Bigelow coached there. Bob made a slip. Your son took a bribe. Yeah. But he didn't go through with his bargain. My son did not dump. But Bigelow never took that into consideration. The fact that my son wrestled with his conscience and won, Bigelow didn't care to hear. He'd drummed my son out of college basketball. Your son was Bob Flader. Bob's concert. We changed our names later. There is a meeting today in Dean Palmer's office. James, Bigelow, the college trustees and me. You be there too, Flader. We get all the truth there, out in the open. There's a kind of cathart for everybody. When we're done, we let the police study the minutes of our meeting, decide what action they want to take. You'll come, Flader. Get it off your chest. You've got four kids to pick up, two dogs to take to the vet, and three other things you're already running late for. Tomorrow is even busier, and your oil change light is off. That's oil change ziety. At Valvoline instant oil change, we know you can't be without your car. 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