Be A Sport, A Lot Of Sports, At Once

Some colleges have big quads, large areas where students can do all sorts of things at the same time, without interfering with each other. Other, smaller, places (especially those in the middle of a city) don’t have that sort of luck.

Ours, for instance.

We are just a few acres, never able to grow more than a little bit here, a little bit there. Our “quad” is just a small area that used to be a city street which went through the middle of the campus.

Two nights ago, I was walking through that area and noticed some Frisbee flipping going on at the same time as some students were lofting a baseball. “Huh,” I huh’d, “I wonder how many sporting events can take place in this spot at one time? That would be a lot of fun when the weather is warmer.”

My guess is we can orchestrate, perhaps, fifteen duplicated games. That is, maybe three Frisbee flips, a few people tossing baseballs, maybe a croquet game or two, and so on. We might be able to hit twenty, if we did it right.

Above all, it would be fun. We don’t do enough of that these days; we don’t lay down in the grass and guess what the clouds look like. We get embarrassed when we cut a real neat fart. We don’t slurp our spaghetti. Pity.