"Mark's service. How may I direct your request?" a female's voice spoke.<br/><br/>Sean was now very upset with himself as he sat in the truck while he waited. There was nothing that he could do other wise.  Now he knew what the  dogs would when they knew something was wrong. Slow tears started to drip down his face. He suddenly realize that perhaps he was the ultimate prize and rolled up his windows. He contemplated about leaving the tournament.