You raise you fists, "You know, John, half time is gonna end. Shouldn't you get back out there?"
Someone grabs you from behind and for the next few seconds John beats you to a pulp.
As John and Chris, his minion, leave John says, "That's only half of it. Wait till I see you again." You get up and gingerly feel your bloody nose and the cuts over bother eyebrows. You try to get a much dust off you as you can.
Now what? Dave and Mary are gonna be home and they'll make a big deal about this.
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