Chapter 5
"On this wonderful opening game for the Springfield Three-Eyed Fish, we would like to welcome our newest player, Bart Simpson!" announcer Willy yelled. Bart trotted onto the trashed court known as the "home court advantage."
"One thing's for sure," Bart said, "These garbage fumes are no advantage to anyone, including the fans.
"BART!" coach Jones yelled.
"What? Half the people have brought gas masks! It smells like goat + horse + baked beans multiplied by 1,000!" Bart answered.
Coach Jones bickered back, "you are not on this team as a punishment from me, but as a punishment from Skinner. We also have had our disagreements about Jimbo, but he wasn't stupid enough to be put on this crappy team, so shut yer trap, and get on the court!"
"Well, if I'm stuck here, I may as well make the best of it." Bart thought.
"And here is thee tip!" Willie shouted, in his Scottish accent. "The tip goes to Springfield!"
The croud went up in cheers, thinking this will probably be the only thing we will have to cheer about all year, so lets make the most of it. Bart took the ball down the court, and ran to the hoop, and shot a floater. Now if your saying "what is a floater?" you obviously don't know what it is. Neither did Bart, but the croud still went wild as the sweet sound of a ball swishing through a net rang through the entire building, 2-0 Springfield.