Airbnb But Not Me

The morning after my sleep test, I got a call from Will Lowe's Dad asking what was all this about a tournament in Richmond Hill.  He wanted to make sure that Will would be okay and that I would take care of him and make sure he takes his pills.  I said I would take care of him.  I had booked a place for me and Will Dunk to stay in Richmond Hill through Airbnb.  It was just a small room in the basement of a house with two single beds.  I thought maybe I would let Will and Will stay there and I would commute back and forth to Richmond Hill which is over an hour drive through Toronto.  I drove to the Airbnb and booked in but I didn't tell the lady that I wouldn't be staying there.  Will and Will arrived a little later and the landlady never saw them come into the house. I read the riot act to Will and Will to ensure that they didn't wreck anything in the Airbnb.  Then, we went to the ballpark and lost our first game at 9 pm.  It was a stupid game because it was time limited and the time ran out half way through the inning but because we thought the tie breaker of runs for and against might be important, we let the other team bat in the bottom of the inning even though they had already won the game.  They scored a few more runs and ended up beating us 9-2.  But we never should have played the bottom of the inning.  We should have gone back to the last complete inning to determine the tie breaker runs for and against.  Anyway, I drove home and got home at about 1 am.  I was really tired because of the sleep clinic the night before.