Steven (VO): He doesn't know that.
Anyway, it was time for the match.
Steven: What Brett didn't realize is that I actually played varsity tennis in high school.
The team used to call me "Gotham"...
'cause of how much I was into Batman.
Steven: The more CowChop thought we were bad at tennis, the easier it would be to hustle them...
Steven: Huh, "must have been a fluke".
Oh wait! It wasn't a fluke at all...
I was. Just. That. Good.
Steven: As if hustling them wasn't enough, Cib, I guess had his own plans on how to devastate CowChop.
Steven: During the second set, I noticed something was a little off.
Steven: And that's when I started to realize...
Steven: It was only a matter of time until the melatonin started taking it's effect.
It hit Cib first.
And then it hit me.
Steven: How were we supposed to win if we couldn't even keep our eyes open?!
Steven: We couldn't even make it through the third set thanks to the melatonin,
which meant that we would have to clean CowChop's warehouse...