An insulated bag packed by Bob's wife, Lenora, arrived at the beach house along with the 6-pack of cold microbrew. Inside the bag were barbequed ribs, potato salad, and homemade chocolate chip cookies. Griff put the tuna fish sandwiches -- that they had been in the midst of making -- in the refrigerator. He would eat them later.

They spread the feast on the kitchen table. "So", Griff said to Caydance, "here is the schedule for the last three games that we play this year. Next Saturday, October 28, is an away game with the Lodi University Bulls. Saturday, November 4, another away game, but it is not far away. The Sunnyvale State University raccoons. Then on Saturday November 12, our last game will be a home game with our soon to be traditional rivals: the El Dorado Polytech Engineers."

"Lodi? You are taking the team to Lodi?"

Griff had childhood memories of driving to Lodi for ripe peaches, but Caydance grew up in Princeton, New Jersey. All she knew about Lodi was the familiar words to the song that John Fogerty wrote: "Oh Lord, stuck in Lodi again."

"I'm meeting Coach Lozano in Berkeley, where he once played Right Tackle for the Bears -- maybe at about the time you were there", He paused to put more potato salad on his plate.

"Gabriel Camden Lozano". Caydance had a distant memory look on her face that Griff did not like.

"I am not going to be happy if I find out that you dated the coach of the Lodi Bulls."

Caydance did not answer that immediately. "Got to ask Lenora for her recipe for ribs," she replied. There was no sound at the kitchen table, except for the distant breaking of the Pacific Ocean on the beach below.

"GC, the one and only GC. Great looking guy. Big. Handsome", she continued. "Not me. Edelira, but he spent a lot of time at our place."