Scorpius was annoyed, but he was accustomed to Jacob's particular style of captaining and he tried not to let it get to him. Instead, he swooped around the pitch in erratic patterns that probably only made sense to him as he sought the ever-elusive snitch.
Jacob flew around as well, figuring they should have started off with drills rather than this half-assed game, but too late now. He glanced to the stands as he saw new people showing up, and he groaned. Did Moore and Farnsworth ever have anything better to do than watch his team practice?