冰淇淋派对

Ice cream party
I stopped at a dairy queen purchased a sandwich and SAT down in the crowded dining room next to a family celebrating their son's basketball game over an ice cream cake. Since the aisles were especially narrow, I soon felt like I was a part of the party.
So your team must have won this afternoon, I commented.
The little fellow smiled and a wholeheartedly announced no, we lost 24 to 2.
Well, you must have made the only basket then, I said.
No, I missed all of the 8 shots I took, but 3 of them did hit the rim.
This child was pretty elated. I was confused.They were celebrating because his team lost the game and because he had missed 8 baskets.
Seldom am I at a loss of words, but the only response I could mustered up at the moment was a blank stare and a very large insincere, looking smile.
Absolutely no clue.
After another month full of cake and still grinning ear to ear he added. We're having a party because last week I missed 9 shots and none of them even came anywhere near to the backboard. Dad says that was all of my practicing this week really paid off. I'm making progress.