My vision, certainly, was normal. But I had no confidence that I could perform in a game situation. The most-recent bean-ball incident had succeeded i... once again messing up my mind.Sandy had decided to come to the game, even though we both knew I probably wouldn't play. After taking my cuts in batting practice, I motioned to her in the stands to come down to the edge of the field to talk to me. By now, Sandy was a familiar figure to the senior usher who guarded the steps that approached the. Abigail was standing behind me almost like she was in a hurry to be rid of us.I spun around to face her. “Abigail, it is clear to me that you don’t want us here. We won’t be back, not ever. Oh, and you stay away from us,” I said. I nodded in the direction of Owen and then wheeled my chair as fast as I ever had toward the door which Rina was holding open for me.“Sam!” said Abigail, and she said it loudly, as we left. Owen was standing wide-eyed at the tableau. I think it was one of the few times. Theywere followed by pink goo. "This wouldn't be the world El Goonish Shivelives then, would it?" The goo they fought in that comic was green, not pink." Paul toldthem."Whatever it is, it can think." Anne said as she could senseintelligence from the stuff. They watched as it formed into an army of3 inch tall pink guys."They look like pink version of that dough guy from the bakingcommercials." Robin said as the group could only look at one another."You're not afraid of us?" The apparent leader. Both remarked how much more grown-up they felt. Valerie joked that her insides felt bruised and when I offered to kiss her sore fanny, she wagged her finger and told me to leave her alone. "I'm feeling tired enough, from last night. My little body isn't used to that sort of battering!" You were the one with all the batter" I laughed. "I couldn't believe how wet you were!"Valerie went a deep crimson and looked mortified. "Oh don't! that sounds gross!"I grabbed her and kissed her mouth. "I loved.