Track MeetA Story by Maxwell Ryder
“They will destroy sports unless we create a separate competition for them, as we do for the Special Olympics.”
These words came out of a bearded man, seated high in the bleachers overlooking the track, as if he held them up on a signboard in protest. On a speaker a voice crackled, “In lane four, Tara McGowen...” The man continued his tirade above. “She is a he wanting to be a girl, but if he ran with the boys, he wouldn’t even make a regional heat, much less a final, so to compete...” Shut up! Boo. The youngish crowd began to throw fries and nachos in his direction. “Hey, I’m defending women here - those girls,” pointing to the starting blocks. “You don’t defend women?” he shouted. By then security had worked their way up the bleachers to take custody of the man’s free speech, forcefully ushering him and his belated feminism out of the meet. His exit was backdropped by lane four’s finish line crossing, ahead of seven dejected ladies, whose glass ceilings were intact but hearts shattered. The man yellowed by concession stand nacho cheese screamed sarcastically over his shoulder. “Yay! Man beats woman again! Yay! We’re so happy! Yay!” Outside the stadium a gathering of p***y hats had spontaneously manifested. Placards spiking the air. “Go home, Alex Jones!” “Go home, Owen Shroyer!” “We want equal competition, or else we’ll call a lawyer!” The man’s head was ducked into the back of the police cruiser. The podiums were set up. The arresting officer licked a dollop of cheese that had blotted his body cam. Inside the stadium the crowd cheered. © 2018 Maxwell RyderFeatured Review
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