Biff and I were a little tired of Mickey coming up with all the good plans, so we decided to try one of our own for getting into the Stadium. It might have worked, too, if some bunny had been able to keep his ear under control. As it was, we didn't even make it in the door.
We had to use a few well aimed "Foot Flicks of Disgust" and a couple of "Withering Glares of Disapproval" to get away. After a few Carrot Brews to recover, Mickey placed a phone call to Jade for some information, and then we let him devise our new plan. You can see some pictures of how that went right here on Mickey's home base (I know, wrong sport). Check them out. I'll just tell you that we made Media Day a much more interesting event.