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I'm Center, Table side
Less than a minute into the game. Shooter gets fouled. TWEET! "That's two." As I walk to reporting area T walks by, to take my spot, and I mumble, ("I lost the fouler!") He said, "Twenty." I turn and report, "Red, 20!" I turn to give signal to the lane and Lead, who has 'em lined up, looks at me inquisitively. I step in and I hear, "It wasn't her, it was me, from R44. (a Blonde)." I looked at R20 (a Brunette) and immediately realized it wasn't R20. I said, "Thank you.", and changed my report to the table. No praw. Just looked really Stooooooopid. Trail later apologized for giving me the wrong number. I told him to not give it another thought. I was the one that kicked that call, not him. ![]() mick [Edited by mick on Oct 6th, 2001 at 06:27 PM] |
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