Anyway, here's tidbit from the story:
“We still
having pizza at your place tonight?” I asked.
“Yep,” P.
J. said. “Especially after you pitched this shutout, we have to celebrate.”
“Okay,” I
said. “I’ll see you all there in a little while.” I ran over to the dugout and
got in line to shake hands and accept congratulations from the girls from
Murray. Of course, most of the congratulations came through gritted teeth, but
some of the girls were good sports about losing.
Carrie
hugged me when she got to me and whispered in my ear. “Next time there will be
no fooling around when we’re playing against each other. You’re too much of a
distraction.”
I laughed
and whispered back “Is that what happened?”
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