The expression "Hey, Rube", is given as the traditional fairground barker's cry to attract a gullibe punter in to see the show inside the tent.
How very apt.
This is a set of weekly bulletins that HST was contracted to write, which are now packaged together under one cover. There is very little continuous flow between articles, many of the sportsmen referred to are now either retired, or their names never made it over here, and many of the US sporting idioms translate about as well as would cricket writng to an American.
Finally, you have to look really deeply into the style of writing to even come close to seeing soem of the prose of a man whose previously glorious use of language was once described as crackling like gunfire. Yes, he was on the downhill slope by the time he wrote these. I bet he even delivered each article on time!!!!!
Hey, Rube, wanna buy a book by the legendary Hunter S Thompson, who wrote "Fear and Loathing..........."? Go on, pick up a copy. It's real cheap. Treat yourself.Go on, Rube, you know you want to.
Well, thank God this sucker only paid £3.99 for it. I don't think I even finished it.
Save yourself the money, and buy pretty much anything else HST did. It even makes "Better Than Sex" look good.
I only hope HST was able to see the joke of taking the (probably over the odds payment) for these pieces in the knowledge that they weren't up to much.
Hey, Rube, indeed.