They could be up there in that rarified air for so long that they’d have to call in the Air Force to conduct a mid-air refueling.
Almost as bad would be if the players ran out of sunflower seeds and places to spit the shells. Migawd, they’d have to call in the Red Cross to replenish their supply, and FEMA to clean up the debris.
If any of the players wives are aboard, which I doubt but you never know, and one of them is pregnant and goes into labor, they might have to call in a mid-airwife to assist in the delivery. They could name the kid Stack.
I suppose they could get so bored flying around in circles that they do a reenactment of Mutiny on the Bounty. At least it wouldn’t be Snakes on a Plane.
They could make headlines after being identified as a UFO, and cause another War of the Worlds scare.
All that fun speculation and what iffing aside, I do know that listening to today’s final game of the season should be entertaining, if for no others reasons than watching Joe Torre’s last game tradition of letting players take over the manager’s and coaches’ positions.
And, of course, listening to Vinnie once again explain the playoffs and who will play whom, when and where.
Wherever you land, Go Dodgers!
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