“There you go!” Coach Byers yelled from the sideline, he checked his watch and then nodded to the team. “Give me a 100 cool down, then you boys ...re free to go.” Langdon smiled at his teammates and they casually swam with each other. Finishing their laps, they jumped out of the pool and grabbed their towel. “Think you’ll beat the Damien kid, next week?” A boy named Jack said as he followed Langdon out of the pool area. “Maybe, I just need to practice more. Although, if Damien just broke his. It will be set up on the flat land on the town side of the creek. We should construct a bunkhouse for the teamsters and I’ll want sheds built to cover the wagons. I want those out of the weather. Who is the blacksmith or do we have our own? What else are we going to need to set up out there?”“You have a man that has been with me and he is a good smith. He keeps the teams shod and does all the metal work at the forge. We buy chain lengths and he makes the hooks for them. He also hammers out and. And then they brought out this store bought potato salad. I guess I sort of bragged about yours and the next thing I knew I was saying you'd be glad to make some for a chance to relax by the pool and have a good meal you didn't have to cook." You did, huh? Do you know how much work it is to make that stuff?" I know. I'd be glad to help. And Mary would probably help for a chance to go swimming." I don't know. What do you think, Mary? Is it worth it to help so you can go swimming and Jackie can. “This is from the game? You wore these?” he asked in amazement.“Yes, those are the shoes I wore in the game, that is the jersey I practiced in before the game, it was my backup.” I answered.All of the other men just stared at the items in a sense of disbelief. To be honest, I had never understood the fascination of collecting sports memorabilia like these men did. The price for the real authentic items was astronomical to say the least. Unless you got something right from the source, you always.