when i was little, i realized that i was an only child. it was evident that my mom had her hands full with me and that my chances of a sibling were nil. so i decided to make the best of the situation by conjuring up games. there were no rules and no maximum or minimum number of players…just me. i was totally accepting of the fact that i would probably be the only one playing. there wasn’t any score-keeping either unless you counted the number of balls i lost. that was the sad part. losing a ball. and i thought i had the best nose, but some things are not controllable, even for the best of us.<\/p>\n
the game. yes, the game. so i get a ball (we’ll call it THE BALL) and my mom throws it into a snowbank in the backyard. god, i love snowbanks! i race down the porch steps with my eye on the ball, (always keep your eye on the ball, unless of course, you don’t) and run toward the exact spot where the colorful orb hits the pile of snow. this is when the game begins for real. i pounce on the ball, then gaze toward my mom who is standing at the top of the porch steps. yes, she’s watching me. i’ll do my best to show her what fun is all about. looking down at my ball, i pounce again, burying it slightly in the pile of magical stuff. it’s soft and flies well when i start to dig furiously. now here’s the good part. as i dig, the snow flies between my back legs (you must stand with your legs 10 inches apart) and all of a sudden, the ball also flies between my legs and the game is on. now i have to quickly change direction, always keeping an eye on the ball. and there i go again. pounce. i can’t help it. excitement builds. the digging begins again, the snow flies, and my god, the ball flies, too. is she watching? are they watching? who’s watching? quickly, i change position always with my eye on the ball. this time the ball has rolled down the snow pile and is lying in plain sight. i’ll need to carry it back to a high spot (so everyone can see me), and bury it slightly. this done, i pounce again and digging furiously i send the ball flying at an amazing speed between my legs. look! are you watching? isn’t this fun!. wanna play?<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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