As the old man approached my friends and me he yelled, "Get off my property!". Upon hearing this we jumped on our bicycles and got away from there. Even when we turned the corner and got the gas station on the next street we could still hear him shouting gibberish. When he stopped yelling we decided it was safe to go back home.
The only reason we where on his lawn was to get our baseball back. We decided later that night to sneak over and get it. We where up along time trying to figure out away past his dogs. Finally deciding to go barefoot, we jumped his fence and crept along the side of the house. It was really dark and we had not brought flashlights, because we where afraid that he would see the light.
When we rounded the side of the house, we saw the baseball. It was sitting on his porch swing right next the him! It looked like he was asleep so I crept up and tried to get the ball when he grabbed my hand. He looked at me and said, "I told you to get off my property." But as soon as he had said it he had let go and gone back to sleep. I grabbed the ball and took off. Getting out of there, we ran back to my house and waited til morning so we could do it all again..