The plan was a new game called kickball, and he knew Hot Sundae couldn't resist. They approached this new field of play with just as much confidence as their home table in the back of Tom Tom's. Although the arena of competition was void of cups, beer, and tables Hot Sundae grabbed this new game by the balls and prepared itself to dominate.

Quickly finding out that eye-cup coordination skills do not transfer directly to the game of kickball, Hot Sundae was beside itself and fell apart at the seams. Even the hottest of the HOT could not get kick themselves home. Terri Cunningham, who normally brought the T in T n' A to the flip cup table, was brought to tears as ball after ball would slip through her cup guiding hands. Even the Ron Mexico of the flip cup arena, Robert Duffy, could not muster the skills to round the bases of this resurrected playground game. It became quickly evident that Hot Sundae sucks at kickball.