Emergency
Contact and I live opposite a sports oval. It is very
well used.
We
were coming home from weekly shopping when a ball rolled onto the road in front of us. I drew the car up sharp. EC's head jerked forward and I felt bad, but what normally follows a
soccer ball onto the road... ?
When
the inevitable chaser in team-uniform appeared on the road behind the ball, EC
said,
“Jesus! That's a bloody big child!”
I
added, “Yup. But normally we just call them men.”
