Still there were a lot of things that needed to come together before next Thursday.Friday I spent the early morning with VCATS with Biff in a conversa...ion that made my decision to fly to Portugal Sunday night. I was planning to leave Monday night for a joint PACT meeting but there were several issues I needed to address first.Friday afternoon it was spent on VCATS again with Raymond Underhill at Polokwane. The next few weeks were going to be busy there. The first of the three C5 flights. This time she came back at 2 in the morning even more drunk than the last time. She fell in the door and I waved the taxi man away. She was wearing jeans that were too tight on her ass and she instantly went to get changed. Not knowing what to do I sat in the sitting room waiting to be paid. She returned with a white vest on and pyjamas and a glass of vine in her hand. She sat down downed her wine and began to cry. Sensing vulnerability I asked her what is wrong? She told me that her hubby. They weren't all that big on giving away baseballs in the American Association.Well, I struck that guy out on six pitches! He fouled off a couple, and I missed badly on a couple, but damned if I didn't get him, just the same. Their clean-up guy hit one hard to left field, but I lucked out and watched my outfielder haul it in.Hey, this pitching stuff was easy! Inning over.I struggled through the ninth inning in similar fashion: All fastballs. Walked two, struck out one. No runs, though. Final. Tracy told Alice, “You could load the food in your catering truck and we have a large helicopter that can pick it put a bring it with them. Why don’t you come out with the tables and we will bring you back! Do you have someone to cover for you now?”She answered, “Yes.”“Good,” replied Tracy!Tracy asked Mark, “Please go get the tables and pick up the catering lady, Alice. Also, I will need a headcount for food.”Mark went looking for a pilot to operate the large helicopter. The main Seal in charge.