Tether Ball Pole, Why Do You Taunt Me?

Granny got Myra a tether ball pole for Christmas and I finally got around to putting the thing up.  It took me a whole lot of digging to get a hole deep enough for the cement base, but I finally got it poured and let it cure.  We stuck the pole in this afternoon and Myra and me spent some good quality time together playing.  She caught two balls in the face and only cried a little bit, but she seemed to enjoy it.  Noah took a shot to the head, too, when he got to close to the action.  Later that evening Chris and I decided to hold a grudge match.  I was well on my way to an easy victory when POW!  I hit the ball and felt something weird.  It was my wedding ring flying off my finger.  I listened but couldn't hear it hit the ground.  As near as we could figure, it went over the fence and into our neighbor's yard.  We enlisted a few neighbor kids to help us and when our next door neighbor came home, he helped, too.  He even called up his buddy from work who brought over his big fat metal detector.  We searched in vain until well past dark.  Tomorrow, the metal detector guy is going to give it another go.  Meanwhile, we have heavy storms predicted tonight.  We're keeping our fingers crossed.  I'll let you know how it goes.