…ahem… pardon me
The ball makes an audible “ping” sound as it bounces off of Johnny Bravo’s head, and in a very slow and dramatic way, straight at Standup Karmic.
“I have two options, I believe,” says Karmic to himself. “I could grab that ball and hurl it at the goal-scoring-receptacle - what did they call that…a net? - and be done with it. I’ll be a hero…everyone will love me. I’ll be like that chap, Rudy. Now there’s a name you don’t hear very often - Rudy. I sounds common enough, but I can’t say that I’ve ever known a Rudy. Same goes for ‘Betty’. You wouldn’t think of ‘Betty’ as a rare name. Maybe they’re just older names. The kind that were used back at this time in the 20th century. Names like Mildred and George. You don’t hear ‘George’ very often, though I believe that was once quite common. Oh hey, remember George? I loved that dog. The finest Border Collie a boy could ever have as a pet. I miss George. I miss having a dog, period. Maybe I should get one. They’re just so cute and…and…companionable. Companionable? Hey, what was the name of that girl with the snake. She was a lovely young thing. Her name was…uuuuhhhhhhhh…uuuuhhhhhhhhh…I suppose it doesn’t matter. Oh crap, I’ve got that haircut appointment today at 3. I’ll have to remember to leave work early. Hmm…Friday eh? Thank God the weekend’s finally here. What a week. But today is still a workday. I wonder if that sausage in the 'fridge is still good. That’d make a decent lunch. Oh, and I have to remember to stop and buy toner on the way home. Mmmmmm…craaaaackers. I wonder what a cracker factory looks like. Didn’t Bart and his school go to a cracker factory once? I don’t recall. It sounds familiar. Maybe that was me. Huh! I wonder how they…”
Before the ‘ping’ has even faded from the air, the ball hits Karmic square betwee the eyes, who seems to have been lost in thought and never even saw it coming. With yet another audible ‘ping’, the ball bounces off of Karmic’s Neanderthalic forehead and springs into Team 1’s goal.