SOCCER DISASTER
I began my trip north through Sausalito. There is a bike
path through most of it which was filled with joggers and bicycles.
It passed by a
soccer field with a very lively game in progress. However, as the action was
focused on one end of the field there was a large dog relieving himself in
front of the opposite goal.
The action moved toward the stinky end of the field
and the kids stopped in their tracks and began holding their noses. I was
wondering what card the referee would use for this infraction.
I do know the owned was half way home by now. For some strange reason I notice
those special moments.
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