“Alright guys, this is how it works out.”I say as our band waits with baited breath.
“Theres a baseball tourney in the next town over, and I plan to win it.” I get only blank, dumbfounded looks in reply.
Not exactly what I was looking for, but it’s better than straight rejection.

“Pat, hate to break it to you, but one, we need some serious money to enter that tournament and two, its 10 miles away and none of us have a car.” Lisa ventures cautiousley.

“Well, I have all that covered,” I say proudly,”I saved up 50$ from mowing lawns and I already have the 25$ needed to enter.All I need is players.”

Once again I’m met with disbelief. Not good,but better.

Ben looks up from his study group and simply says,”Allright.I’m in.”
The others agree hesitantley. Lisa looks up and asks,”Alright, so how do we get there, genius?”

I smile again and reply,”I bought a tent with the other 25. We’re going to camp out in Shiller Woods.”

They all look at me like I’m crazy.
Hey, its better than disbelief.