Sorry folks, but in the dream, this was all a game that was being held on a BB court. The J3 had bought a huge number of shrs. and their coach was ARCA (who looked very mean and carried a big stick). Our team`s coach was Leckrone (who, of course, looked very nice and also carried a big stick). The J3 had cheerleaders and were constantly yelling--we are going to get you! The scoreboard was the tickertape and every time our sp would rise a little, ARCA would jump up and yell sell some! undercut them! Ledkrone shouted, you can`t hurt me by undercutting the team--so he threw in the sb2 (which no way resembled a towel). The dream went on and on, but PTSC won in the 9th inning! It is strange how we dream things up. Good luck ads