gardentraveler catches it. She has just come iover from cleaning up in the garden in the hopes that the game is still going. She throws it in the direction of her sidewalk and sweeps it with her grass cuttings to…
…Feydeau who grabs it with one hand while reading his overdue library book. Turning a page, he off-handedly (ha!!) tosses it to…
Sternvogel, who wonders whether the arts festival gardentraveler mentioned was the Upper Arlington one, as he is a postcard collector and has a card that promotes said festival. His pass is grabbed out of a leaping throng by…
Enterprise, finally wearing a pink thong that leaves little to the imagination. He pulls a racket from Nature’s Pockets and hits the ball towards…
Feydeau, who fumbles and tumbles while trying not to be too obviously staring at the thong thing.
The ball is picked up by…
Strinka, who drops it down a bottemless hole.
Sternvogel, who is clad in a Utah State T-shirt and purple Land’s End shorts as he hands off to…
On further review, I see I actually took it from fellow Hoosier Strinka. Who’s open for the potential game-winner?
…me, as I deposit the ball AGAIN in the passenger seat of my car and drive AGAIN to Target, this time to exchange a computer desk, as the one I just pulled out of the box and prepared to assemble is broken. :mad:
Hopefully someone from the Hairy A’s will come along and find it…
Enterprise watches it fall…and fall…and fall…and decides to pick up a replacement ball, which he tosses to…
Nope, me again. Hoping honeydewgrrl can find customer service on Labor Day, I start what I hope is the winning drive by passing to…
…but no such luck! Enterprise expertly lock-picks the open door of the car, only to find the ball gone, taken by…
grmbl…blast those infernal simulposts
…Enterprise , who merely wants to pass the ball on to…
…a very confused Feydeau who passes it to…
Marque Elf takes it from Feydeau and looks for help…
Sternvogel foils the plan by intercepting and flipping to…
But Strinka get the ball. He tosses it off, hoping that Sternvogel and Enterprise will be able to grab it to make a goal.
I would gladly help you out, but I can’t touch … ummm. I can’t grab your… well, you know, the rules.
The rules.
Feydeau grabs the errant ball and lobs it quickly toward…
Ha! No help here! Any of my team members handy? Turns… Turns… Who’s that running my way? Damn this fog! Well, here goes…I hope that was someone I know.