One morning, Benson told everyone to go onto the porch form a meeting. "Ugh!" Rigby grunted "This is so boring. Why are we having a meeting at 7:30 in the morning? I was in the middle of sleeping." "Okay everyone, I have some good news." Benson told everyone "I thought that instead of working tomorrow, we can do something fun together." Everyone had a smile on their face. "What do you guys want to do? We can go to the movies, go bowling, or we can even go swimming. It's your choice" Benson told them. "Hey, I have an idea. How about we play some football." Skips suggested. Everybody agreed, but Rigby didn't. He doesn't know how to play football. He didn't want to tell anyone that he didn't know how to play. He thought everyone would laugh at him and he would get embarrassed. "Uh, I have a better idea. Let's go to the pool." Rigby suggested. "No Rigby. We already decided, and it's playing football." Benson replied. Now Rigby was getting disappointed. "Fine! Have it your way!" Rigby said. He then went into the house, slamming the front door behind him. Everyone was confused about Rigby being upset about doing something fun. "What's with Rigby?" Skips asked. "I'm not sure. I'll go check on him." Mordecai replied. When Mordecai got to his room, Rigby was under his blanket on his trampoline. "Dude, what happened?" Mordecai asked. "Nothing! Just leave" Rigby replied. As Mordecai left his room, he was worrying about Rigby.
He thought to himself, Why is he upset about something fun? Rigby was mad and disappointed. "I need some help on how to play football." He said to himself.