"And at the bat we have the wonderfully sexy John W. Lennon! However, he's not nearly as sexy as my beautiful boy, Ringo," I announced as John made his way to the bat, waving and winking at people that weren't really there.
"Hey! You'll regret saying that!"
"I will?"
"You know it! I'm going to hit the ball on the first toss. Unlike your sexy prince charming."
"Whatever," I grinned, rolling my eyes.
Sure enough, on the first swing, he got a fowl. But, he did hit the ball.
"Congrats! But you didn't steal my heart."
George's turn came, and Johnny learned that pride comes before a fall. I'll explain:
George was at the bat, and John was standing right in his line of fire. He hit the ball and it went flying, and hit John right where it counts.
"Christ!" he groaned.
"Oh my God! John are you okay?" I asked, George was just standing speechless.
"God! That'll teach ya."
"Don't worry, I'll get you an ice pack."
"You're a good bird, Riley."
The only problem with the ice pack was that all it was was ice in a bag, therefore the humidity or whatever that's called, got on his pants, and it looked like he pissed himself.
"That feels better."
"Johnny, you really couldn't hold it?" Paul teased.
"Huh?"
"Look at cha! You really had to go!"
"Fuck off! I'll give you something to laugh about!"
Paul's face should've been photographed when he said that. But, since it wasn't, this is sort of what it looked like:
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"I'm sorry for hitting you where I did. I didn't break it did I?" George asked.
"Break it? Christ on a cross! Of course you didn't!"
"Oh, that's a relief."
"Why don't we all go inside and I'll cook up some spaghetti or something for lunch?" I suggested.
"That's a wonderful idea, Riley," Ringo replied with a peck on my cheek.
"Aw! So cute! Guys, look at the love birds!"
"Are ya feeling better, Lennon?" Paul asked.
"Yeah."
"Couldn't tell."
"Well, the bird did say she was gonna make us something to eat. Why are we just standing around?" he asked.
"Cause some smart arse opened his mouth," Ringo replied.
"Smart arse? I've never seen a smart arse around here."
