Ultimate frisbee team is coming

This is the day Joel's vacation starts, and he and eleven friends from his Ultimate frisbee squad are coming to crash at my house! They bring sleeping bags and presumably their own towels and wash cloths, but they'll fill the house. I'm putting up a big pot of spaghetti (shades of the old pre-meet track team dinners). Looing forward to seeing Joel: I'd rather see him alone, I guess, but I also enjoy seeing him in context, meeting some of his friends.