Erica: Okay, let's pick teams. I, of course, pick my mom.
Beverly: Yes. Thank you, sweetheart. I knew you... [Erica points to Linda] Damn it! You mean Linda, don't you?
Erica: Yep. And I'm gonna scoop up Joanne, too.
Beverly: So now I'm stuck with the Schwartz men? How is that fair?
Mr. Glascott: And I'll be the referee because the tension is palpable in the fall air.
Adult Adam: [v.o.] And so, there on the chilly ryegrass of the Schwartz backyard, warriors faced off. On one side, my mom, determined to reclaim her status as top mom. And on the other, my sister, ready to defend her mother-in-law at all costs. It was a game for the ages.