As a kid, getting a foul ball at a baseball game is basically the American dream. Aside from eating ice cream out of a tiny helmet, it’s the main reason kids enjoy going to the ballpark. It’s a moment you cherish and a priceless souvenir you’ll hold on to for about three days.
“Oh, wow, a foul ball! Can I see it? Let me see it! GIVE IT TO ME! NOW!”
“Fools! It’s mine!” *evil laugh*
“You’re never gonna get it. Possession is nine-tenths of the law, you brats!”
“Seriously guys, I’m taller than you. Stop even trying.”
“Get off me, or I’m gonna start throwing ‘bows…”
“Well, I hope you learned your lesson.”