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Saturday, August 06, 2005

Maybe I'll feel better after I get this off my chest....

So tonight when Nicki and I got back from my friend Dan's engagement party (which by the way I think is just another reason to milk gifts from your friends)(just kidding, but not really) there was about a half hour of daylight left, so we decided to take the dogs to play the "F" word. (otherwise known as frisbee, but if you even whisper that word around my dogs, they know it means we're taking them to play. they love it) Anyway, we get to the park, and there's a few people there, one of which is a guy playing basketball by himself. Well one of the games my dogs love to play with Nicki and I is hide and seek. I'll throw the "F" word (i won't even type it in fear of they'll see the word on the screen here and start going crazy) as far as I can, while Nicki runs in the opposite direction and hides behind something. Australian Shepherds don't like dissaray or chaos, so they both go running full speed looking for her behind stuff and throughout the park. Well, our little guy Jango who is 7 mos. old ran onto the basketball court for no longer than like 5 -10 seconds, looking for Nicki. So the guy playing basketball there picks up his ball and yells "HEY" at Nicki. I don't care how nice of a guy you are, or how much you try and serve God and be like Jesus, when some guy basically starts puffing his chest out to your wife, you're going to react. It's just a natural reaction. You could be in the middle of World War 3 with your wife at home, but that's your wife. Nobody talks to her like that, especially a guy who's basically trying to start a fight with her. Then he just stood there with the basketball in his hand staring down my wife. So I turned around and looked at him while he was staring at my wife.

Nicki started walking back to the grass where we were and I quit looking at him because I figured he'd just keep playing basketball once the dogs and Nicki were back on the grass. But then a few moments later after the dogs ran past me towards the basketball court direction again, I turned around and the guy was still looking at me. So I dropped the frisbee and said "What?!" He didn't answer, so I cupped my hand around my ear as if to say "I can't hear you". He still didn't say anything. So I just turned around and kept playing with the dogs. Fast forward about 10 minutes later, we start walking back towards our car and the guy is sitting on his basketball just staring at us. So I said something to the effect of "whatever" or "okay guy". Wouldn't you know, right when we get in the car the guy starts yapping at us. Which instantly pissed me off because if you were going to say something you had every opportunity to do so when you had my full attention. So I started the car and pulled over to his basketball court and said "My dog wasn't even on your court longer than 5 seconds, you need to relax." He said "There's a dog park not a mile from here where your dogs can run free all they want." And I said, "Well they can run free on the grass here too, for your information." He said "Okay sir, peace out."

We drive home, and I come in my room here to check my email. But I really felt shitty about the whole situation. So I said a quick prayer asking God to forgive me for handling that wrong. But I still felt bad about it. So I got back in the car and drove back to the basketball court. I could tell the guy was thinking "oh shit, this guy is going to shoot me or something" but I got out and stuck my hand out and said "Hey I'm really sorry about how I handled that, but I thought you were yelling at my wife and I didn't appreciate that. But I shouldn't have reacted the way I did, and I'm sorry." He replied "Hey it's no problem man, go home and forget about it." Then I said sorry again and got in my car and left.

But I STILL feel bad about it. I don't think I make a very good tough guy. Maybe if the guy threw the basketball at my wife and called me the "son of a motherless goat" I'd be justified in reacting how I did. Anyway. Moving on..........

posted by Ricky @ 8:47 PM

3 Comments:

At 8/06/2005 10:16:00 PM, Darlene Schacht said…

Ok, I was totally impressed thinking 'what kind of a hunk of a man' was standing up for his wife like that? Wow. But then when you said how you came back and held out your hand, I was all the more impressed. It's one thing to be a brave man, but you are in a totally different league when you show your bravery through a humble heart. Right on you! You will be blessed.
At 8/07/2005 08:16:00 PM, Marla Bean said…

Man, Ricky, that's a good sign of maturity. The last part. I think God is proud of you for going back. Stop worrying about it and don't feel bad. We're human and you did you very best to make up for it.

P.S. Darlene found your site THROUGH mine! At least, that's what I'm assuming. Hee hee! And BTW, where's the link to your friend's blogs?
At 8/08/2005 08:31:00 AM, Jackson said…

Hey Ricky, proud of you dude. That shows real growth and maturity and stuff. Going back and apologizing is way more manly that puffing up and trying to be a bad mofo.