Wait Till Next Year is a Disney-style family sports comedy set in 1992.
Based in part on my years as a small-town play-by-play guy, this script weaves a few of my favorite experiences into a much larger and definitely-not-true tale about the role of hope in pursuit of dreams and everyday life.
The story centers on Edward Flanders, a young broadcaster with big dreams. Unfortunately for Edward, his dreams are not his father's. While he's set up for a perfectly good life working at his father's septic repair company, he'd rather take over for the retiring local basketball play-by-play legend. After Edward's father bails him out of a costly situation at the radio station, Edward and his father negotiate a deal for Edward's future: he has until the end of the year to make the broadcasting career work. After that, it's a lifetime commitment to the septic company.
To get the dream job, Edward needs a killer audition tape -- a goal made more difficult by the fact that he burned all of his highlight tapes in a fit of depression/anger.
In pursuit of new highlights for his tape, Edward takes a radio job in a neighboring small town -- the only job he can get. What he doesn't know: the local high school team is horrible. There are no highlights to call.
Edward's need for highlights (and money to pay his bills) leads to a string of questionable decisions -- and a large deception that eventually costs him his job. His recovery from that lie and the town's comedic reaction to it make for a fun-filled, fast-paced ending filled with heart, and the answer to the question: Does Edward really want what he thinks he does?
Wait Till Next Year is fun, it's filled with heart and it's unpredictable (if you haven't read the logline). I can honestly promise, it's sure to be unlike any sports script you've ever read.