"I am much like a prophet," Casey said as he sat down in the
conference room.
"While that may be true, is there any reason I should really care?" Isaac Jaffee
asked. The African-Amercian gentleman scratched his chin slightly and laughed as
Casey's face contorted as he tried to figure out a good answer.
"All right, what have we got so far?" Dana asked.
"The Bulls are expected to smash the Magic tonight..." Natalie started.
"...and Chicago will crush Orlando's defense. It will fall like a straw house
against the wolf. I tell you, this is true," Casey finished.
"Actually, I'm willing to make book against that," Jeremy Goodwin replied, as he
walked in.
"I apologize, I had some urgent business to take care of," Jeremy said as he sat
down.
"All right, what else do we have?" Dana asked.
"I have something, you can do with it what you want," Jeremy replied.
Dana looked towards him, as did everyone else.
"Foot tennis," He answered proudly.
As his co-workers looked at him, confusion etching their faces, he continued.
"A Foot Tennis team has a huge winning streak. It's causing a lot of hysterics
in Malaysia. This team is expected to go all the way. This is the big time, and
I think we should do a piece on it."
"Foot Tennis?" Natalie asked, laughing. Most of the others in the room followed
suit.
"It's not funny! This is a huge story!" Jeremy complained, to no avail.
"All right, what is this foot tennis you speak so highly of?" Dan questioned.
"It's a game, much like our volleyball. They set it up a lot like volleyball,
and use a wicker ball about the size of a soccer ball. The players try to pass
the ball over the net to the other side only using their feet, knees, and
thighs," Jeremy explained.
"What's the team's name?" Casey asked.
"The Launchers. They hail from Kuala Lumpur," Jeremy answered.
"You hail?" Kim asked.
"No, the Launchers hail, not me," Jeremy responded.
"Right, unless anyone has anything else, back here at six," Dana said, gathering
her papers and walking out. As she did, Natalie fell in pace behind her.
"Kuala Lumpur?" Dan asked.
"Yeah, they hail from there," Jeremy replied quickly.
Dan looked over at Jeremy, then smiled slightly and left.
