Amidala: “We must continue to rely on negotiation.”
Bibble: “Negotiation? We’ve lost all communications!…and where are the Chancellors Ambassadors? How can we negotiate? We must prepare to defend ourselves.”
Captain Panaka: “This is a dangerous situation, Your Highness. Our security volunteers will be no match against a battle-hardened Federation army.”
Amidala: “I will not condone a course of action that will lead us to war.”
Star Wars I: The Phantom Menace
Our new home team, the Iowa Cubs, had a day game today so Dad Windu took the afternoon off and we strolled over to Principal Park to watch a few hours of America’s national pastime.
It was a battle of the bats this afternoon. Boom, boom, boom. Some type of negotiation certainly went on last night over a few beers, something akin this:
“These defensive games are just so much work.”
“I noticed the crowd was getting a little bored today, too.”
“How about we just let the ball fly tomorrow for the afternoon game? It’ll be mostly kids and soccer moms anyway, and we don’t want to get them restless.”
“Good idea. I say we start dropping homeruns around the 3rd inning and you take the 4th. We’ll piggy-back every couple of innings to keep things fresh.”
“It’s a deal then. Loser buys tomorrow night’s rounds.”
I mean, seriously people, there were two grand slams and more home runs than you could shake a stick at this afternoon. It was a 30 hit game. Thirty.
And hot. We actually moved into the shade about halfway through the four hour game because Padawan Learner was getting sick from heat. The AC in the apartment felt soooo good after our stroll home from the ballpark.
We’ve been talking about taking James. His response, “How come baseball is more interesting in person than on t.v.?” DH is a fanatic and James and I could care less. I’m hoping by “we’ve been talking about taking James,” it means DH will take him and I will get glorious alone time. Sometimes, DH makes the mistake of thinking it will be a treat for me to go too.
Of course, we can’t just stroll anywhere. Hike to the neighbors.
I LOVED picturing this negotiation going on between managers in some sports bar. HI-larious!!
That’s hilarious! It sounds like you guys picked a great day to see a game, though. Well, aside from the heat