Stone Soup by Jan Eliot for February 29, 2000

Transcript:

Joan: Go, Holly, go! Val: I got here as soon as I could. Who's winning? Joan: I don't know. Val: You don't know? How could you not know? Joan: Oh, let's see...it's a middle school game in a smelly gym with kids running back and forth who barely remember the plays...there's no scoreboard, plus - I don't really care. And neither should you. Val: No way was that a foul, ref! Open yer eyes!