Justin glanced, over at his mother. "How do you expect us to make it to nationals if you're going to be playing like that." His mother was quick to find an excuse and to mutter something about not having it happen again, as Justin looked over to see what had transpired since they had taken a small break to discuss their plans. What the hell? Justin served the ball and nailed it into the side of 'ball guy's' head. Before lifting his arms in protest, "I didn't get a chance to warm this up properly just yet. My bad." Asshole, Justin couldn't believe the guy was hitting on Megan already. It had been not even 5 minutes since they had started playing.
Serving it again, this time just scrapping inside the line as he tempted to hit him again; as he walked off to do his job, Justin scored a point for his mother and himself. Of course it was completely by accident. But it would do. 15-15.