Giving out oranges7

When I was giving out oranges to the runners finishing our half-marathon in Flushing Meadow Park yesterday, some of them were mad. One fellow heard he was tenth or twelfth and his friend was eighth. I think his friend was also his rival. He was very disappointed and he said, “Damn it!”

Some runners didn’t take oranges. One or two perhaps didn’t like oranges, but others were mad at themselves. One or two, when they calmed down, came and took.

RB 817. 19 November 1984