Billy’s father had been unable to attend his son’s Little League game, so he was looking forward to hearing about it when Billy came home. Before long, the front door opened and Billy walked in, covered in dust from the ball field.
“So, how did you do, son?” he asked.
“You’ll never believe it!” Billy said. “I was responsible for the winning run!”
“Oh wow!” exclaimed his father. “I’m so sorry I missed it. Tell me all about it!”
“Well…” replied Billy. “I kinda dropped the ball.”