Softball Game 2002
Note: This story was written before I found out that there would be no softball game this year...so we'll just pretend that there was one. :)
For reasons beyond my control, I will be unable to attend the approaching Red Wings vs Tigers alumni softball game for the 3rd consecutive year. During previous games, I have met such players, past and present, as Chris Chelios, Darren McCarty, Ted Lindsay, and Chris Osgood. Not to mention that I have been ever so close to Steve Yzerman. The point is I will be finishing up my last day of band camp at CMU on that particular day and not be able to be in Detroit � in person, that is. So I�ve decided to forecast what will happen at this years game, and trust me, it could all very likely happen.

                                   
7 A.M. Sunday morning

  �Are we forgetting anything? Hey! HEY!� Willi stood, hands on hips. �COO! Now is not the time for Dragon Ball! Are you ready to go?�
  Coo looked up with a disoriented expression. �Huh? OH! Yeah, I�m ready.�
  �Don�t make me put you in the sin bin!�
   Farr A and Carol both appeared at the same time, looking ready to roll.
   �Sweet!� But then Willi realized something. �Where�s Magoo?�
   Carol looked concerned. �Maybe she got lost in the couch again. MAGOO?!?�
      �Ooh! Remembering, Coo ran upstairs, reappearing a moment later, with Magoo in tow.
      �I found her!�
      Everyone looked tremendously relieved. Carol said, �That could have been a disaster! So we�re good to go now?�
      With that, they all marched out the door, locking it up behind them.
�Ooooh, nooo!�
�What�s wrong Carol?� Willi asked as she was about to get behind the wheel.
�How is Magoo going to sit back there? Her knees don�t bend very well anymore.�
�Oooh,� was the unified chorus. They all turned to look at Magoo, who remained strangely silent.
�Well,� Carol continued thoughtfully, tapping her index finger against her chin, �Let�s try and make her stand, I think it�s possible.�
After a lot of pushing and shoving, they finally forced a reluctant Magoo into the car.
�About damn time, Magoo!� Farr A looked more than slightly pissed. �Why can�t you just be a little more cooperative??� Speaking to the front seat people, she said, �I don�t know if I can sit next to her all the way to Detroit.�
Carol, in the passenger seat, looked back and nodded. �Sorry Farr A and Coo. She�s just tired I think. I�m sure that in a few minutes she�ll be less solemn and bitchy. Right, Magoo?�
A smile was the only response Carol received.
�See what I mean? Oh, don�t forgot to pick up Becky.� Carol instructed. �Well there ya go! Just make her sit next to Magoo!�
                                    
3 hours later
                                Comerica Park, Detroit, MI

�We remembered the tickets, right?� This being said by Coo as they were just about to the ticket taker.
Willi nodded. They had reached the woman taking the tickets.
�Hi. Ticket please. Thank you.� Becky, Willi, Coo, and Farr A all stepped inside the stadium and the woman looked expectantly and Carol and Magoo.
�Uhh�ticket?�
Carol looked towards Magoo, then spoke up. �Yeah, see, we find of forgot she might need a ticket. Is that okay? We can�t just leave her here.�
The girl, whose nametag read �Stevie,� said hesitantly, �Well�I think under these circumstances it would be alright.�
�Hey thanks. That�s cool of you. What�s that Magoo? Oh, okay.� To the girl, she said, �Magoo said she likes your name. Thanks again!�
As the group walked towards the seats, Stevie muttered under her breath. �Weirdos.�
Coo looked around at all the seats and asked, �So where do we want to sit?�
�Ooh!� The yelp escaped from Willi�s lips, �It�s Steve Duchesne! Come on, Magoo!�
Willi took off running, with Magoo right at her side. As they passed several people, Magoo collided with them and bounced away without so much as an apology. �Ouch!� Damn you!� �What the hell!� Were some of the comments made as they whizzed passed.
  Willi looked over her shoulder and started cracking up, but kept on running nonetheless.
They were soon descending down a set of stairs, trying to dodge innocent bystanders, and sometimes not succeeding very well. As happened last year, many curse words were muttered, and many dirty stares given.
�Jeez, Magoo! This is so much more efficient than last year. We won�t break any chairs this time, since you�ve lost so much weight!�
Finally, the two reached Duke. �Hi Mr. Steve Duchesne! I�m Willi and this is my friend Magoo. We go to CMU, we�re Johnny�s friends. You might remember us from such softball games as Red Wings vs. Tigers 2001.�
�Oh yeah, I�ve heard all about you guys. Where are the others? Wait a --- what the�?� He turned to stare at Magoo in complete and utter bewilderment. He rubbed his eyes and looked again. �Uh�this is a cardboard cut out of a smiling girl wearing a Stevie jersey.�
�Heck yeah man!� Willi beamed proudly. �The real one is at band camp for Centrals marching band.�
Duchesne looked at Willi, trying to paste a sincere smile on his face. �Is that so.�
�Yep, see, she didn�t want to miss the road trip and the game, so we brought the next best thing! Actually,� she lowered her voice to share a deep dark secret, �This one is even better because she doesn�t say a word!�
          Above the noise of the crowd came the voices of Carol and Amy screaming, �Sign her boob!!!!!!�
           Duchesne pretended not to hear this and signed Magoo�s arm instead. When Willi made it back to the group carrying Magoo, they were disappointed to see this.
          �Why didn�t he sign her boob?� Carol demanded to know. �This is unacceptable.�
          Willi tried to reason with her. �I think it�s because he�s French-Canadian.�
           �What does that have to do with anthing?�
          Willi�s response was to make a noise that indicated, �I don�t know.�
                  
                            
Later, after the game

 
�Hey, Mac�s signing over there!� Coo yelled in excitement.
�Alright, let�s go.� Becky lifted Magoo to her upright and standing position. �He�ll be so happy to see us again!�
Willi glanced toward the crowd gathering around McCarty. �I gots an idea! Give me Magoo, and you guys follow close behind. Ready?�
The group stuck close behind, wondering what she was up to. As they neared the crowd of people, they soon found out.
�Outta the way! Heads up, coming through!� Willi was carrying Magoo horizontally head first, using her as a battering ram. Everyone scampered to the side, all the while shaking their fists as the girls hurried by.
Soon enough, they stood directly in front of Darren McCarty.
�Hey, I remember you girls! Nice to see you again!�
The usual conversation and autograph signing ensued.
Soon the girls were asking for a picture with him. After everyone had a turn, Farr A piped up, �Now it�s Magoo�s turn!� She picked Magoo up and stood her right next to Mac. �Go ahead, Darren! Put your arm around her. She won�t bite!�
Since no one had explained the cardboard figure now standing next to him, McCarty looked confused/frightened. Only after the picture was snapped, with that very expression on his face, was it explained to him where the real Magoo was.
�Oooh. I understand. One of these days I�ll have to make a cardboard cutout of Drapes! I�m surprised that guy even makes it to the hockey games! Haha. I�ll see ya next year girls. Tell Magoo I said hi!� With a smile he moved on.
And that kiddies, is exactly what will happen. Miss Cleo couldn�t make a better prediction.

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