The players switched field positions after three outs. The announcer came on the loud-speaker and began to sing Take Me Out to The Ballgame. Joanne looked at her boyfriend and began to sing along, “Well it’s root, root, root for the home team…” Mark looked completely embarrassed until she stopped with the last note.
“Why do you insist on singing along? It is so embarrassing,” Mark said with a blushed face.
“Look around you. You will not likely see these people again and besides; I am not the only one singing,” Joanne said.
“Fine, I am just antsy I guess. What if they catch me playing hooky from school to come to the game? I don’t want to screw up my scholarship chances with a bad mark on my record.”
“Relax Mark, you have the luck of Ferris Bueller, and if you recall he never got caught.”
Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – root