Chris and Omar were playing basketball at the playground one Saturday afternoon. Chris was winning by a score of 9 to 2—with just one more basket to win.
Chris had the ball and decided to show off a bit. He dribbled, crossing the ball over from his left hand to his right. Omar defended, trying to keep himself between Chris and the basket. Chris brought the ball above his head and tried a hook shot—a ridiculous attempt considering he was about 20 feet from the basket!
The ball soared completely over the backboard, took one big bounce, and landed on the other side of a ragged, wooden fence.
“My bad!” Chris laughed.
“Game’s over now,” Omar replied.
“Why’s that? I’ll just open the gate and get the ball,” Chris said, and began walking over toward the fence.
“You don’t want to do that,” Omar said anxiously. “That’s old man Sullivan’s yard. They say his house is haunted.”
“That’s nonsense,” Chris laughed, and he continued walking toward the fence. “I’ll be right back with the ball.”
Chris approached the fence and opened the creaky gate to the backyard.