Hal vs. Stice, Steeply and Poutrincourt in the crowd (pp. 677–678)
speaking into his fist, coming at the fist from first one angle and then another, pretending to be two people
Context
Troeltsch in the top bleacher has stopped watching the match and started broadcasting it — murmuring play-by-play into his empty fist, switching angles to voice two announcers, and the tell is that his private narration keeps auto-generating commercials ("This Bud's for the Whole Family. It's the Bud Match of the Week"). Here spectation has colonized the interior so completely that a kid at a live event can't experience it except as televised coverage of itself, complete with sponsor breaks his own mind supplies. It's the passive-viewer condition turned inside out: the screen has been so thoroughly installed that it plays even when it's off, the entertainment-mind narrating and monetizing reality to itself in real time.