I had this recurring idea that the kids toll booth would let cars through during the breaks, or if someone hits the puck into a garden and they all have to go looking for it.
And you have a recurring gag where some local Dad just trying to get home is always getting caught at the front of the queue.
And first time we see him he’s really upset and yelling at the kids.
Next time, he’s less angry.
Third time he reluctantly buys a lemonade from a kid.
Fourth time he asks the lemonade kid if the L Street team won their bracket.
Kid says they lost.
Dad looks disappointed, then slides the kid $5.
"Fine… what are the odds on the Bakers Family team making the semi’s?"