The boys watched as it fell from the sky smashing right in the middle of the softball field. Slowly they approached the still smoking crater. Wilson Harrelson, a lad who had seen far too many science fiction films, gave out a warning. “If it’s an egg, destroy it. If it’s a blob, destroy it. If it looks the slightest bit evil, destroy it. Heck, let’s just destroy it.” And that is how the war of the worlds began right there at Piedmont Softball Field by a bunch of twelve year olds.