Beggars' Choice

Last Sunday: whilst running laps around the local oval I picked up a football some kids had been kicking, and helpfully kicked it back to them. Despite only having to kick it 10 metres it slewed off my foot, bounced away at right angles into the adjacent parking lot and landed in a huge puddle. On retrieving it, given that it was soaking wet (and also to play it safe) I rolled it back to the lads across the grass, although it only went about 3 metres of the required 10. At this point I cut my losses and ran away.

Anyway, I expect they now revere me as some sort of sporting role model so I just wanted to say winners don't use drugs or something.