They had really good seats, right above their team’s dugout.
At the end of the game, Charlie asked her if she liked it.
“Yeah, it was great,” she said. “I mean, with all the tight pants and stuff.
I just don’t get why all the fuss about a quarter!”
Charlie is confused.
“At the beginning of the game,” she explained, “I saw the two guys flip a quarter.
Then the rest of the game, all they said was: Get the quarterback! Get the quarterback!
Hello! It’s only 25 cents!”