The bleachers were hard and the weather cold, but so far it has been a good game. I was glad I decided to come, but for the last couple of minutes I watched a spider go from the cold aluminum seat to the back of the lady’s coat sitting in front of me. If I try to flick it off it could land on someone else, and if I’m clumsy about it, she could feel me flick at it and wonder what I’m doing back here.
Now it is getting close to her hair. I needed to do something before it disappears and I no longer see it. If I had been watching the game I’d know why, suddenly, everyone was standing and yelling. I stood up as well but still tried to keep track of the spider. The lady’s sudden movement caused the spider to fall back to the seat. I needed to quickly swish it away before she sat back down, but there really wasn’t enough room for me to lean forward. Whoever designed these bleachers sure didn’t care about comfort or any kind of movement once we were all packed in here.
As the noise level
rose, I looked up to see what was going on with the game. The receiver with the ball was obviously
running the wrong way. Guys on his own
team were trying to tackle him before he reached the goal line. He’ll be hearing about this for a long time. I wanted to keep watching but the thought of
the spider was festering. I glanced back
down and didn’t see it anywhere. Now
what do I do, just let her sit back down and hope she doesn’t get bit. Something happened. The crowd seemed divided, half booing and
half cheering. The receiver had been brought
down by his own team. Meanwhile, two
referees were having, what looked like, a heated discussion over the play. In any event it didn’t much matter now. The lady in front of me had sat back down. Now we just wait.
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