He did not know why, but Rock had agreed to buy three tubular, metal containers, each filled with at least a gallon of micro-brewed beer, and three stacks of sandwich meat, each several inches thick.
Rock was with fellow sportswriter Tim Cooper in an old grocery store that also sold hardware and outdoor supplies, similar to a classic southern general store. Apparently, the owner, an overweight man in a dirty white apron was responsible for Rock's purchases. He had shown him a choice of several types of meat, huge piles of each on sheets of wax paper, and some beer Rock knew he would not like but could not resist.
"Your the first person who ever turned down bacon," the grocer said.
"I can get bacon anywhere," Rock said.
As he walked with the meat and beer toward his car, Rock couldn't imagine why he had purchased this stuff. He wondered if Coop would take it.
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