Way Out In Left

wednesday april 25, 2001

(Vignettes VI: It's Not Whether You Win Or Lose, But Where You Play The Game...)

Beth and I had a big discussion tonight on how to get to Nottoway Park in Vienna, the site of her coed soccer game.  I was doing my best to give her lousy directions and she was doing her best to confuse me.

       "Okay, you go down Route 123 and then take a right on Courthouse Road or maybe it's Old Courthouse Road," I began.  "It's right after Oakton.  You know where Oakton ends?"
      "Oakton ends?  No," she said.
      "Oakton......it......I dunno, it ends where it ends.  Kind of abruptly.  Between there and Vienna is just trees and a few houses," I explained.  I wasn't doing very well.
       She screwed up her nose at me.  "Huh?  What does that mean?  I know where that little outdoor store is."
      "Yes, yes, yes!  That's right where Oakton ends," I said.  Now we were getting somewhere.
       Her eyes lit up in recognition.  "And then take a right on Old Courthouse!"
      "Yes, you know where that is, right?" I asked.
      "No."
      "But you just said 'Old Courthouse' like you knew where it was!", I said.
      "That's because you just said it!", she said, pointing a finger at me.
      I pressed on. "Alright, after that little outdoor store, go about a half a mile and then Courthouse, or Old Courthouse, or whatever, will be at a light.  Take a right."
      "Okay..."
      "Then Courthouse Road curves sharply to the left and go down a mile or so until you come to a four-way stop."  She began to nod a little bit.  "Ring a bell yet?  You've been there before."
      "Yeah, I seem to remember that," she said, nodding a little more.  Now we were rolling.
      "Well, after that four-way stop, Nottoway Park is about a third of a mile on your right.  Go in the park entrance, pass some basketball courts, a volleyball court, and then the soccer field is right there.  The men's softball team played there last year."  That one hit it smack on the head..  
      "Oh, yes!  I know.  I got it now."
      Bingo.  Case closed.

Twenty minutes after she left, the phone rang.  It was her on her cell phone.
      "Honey," she said, "could you check the schedule on the fridge?  I made it here fine, but there's no one else here."

I checked.  The game was at Wakefield Park.

 



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