The youth leadership was not huge fans of our troop by the end of the
week and they challenged us to a football game on the beach to have a
good shot at giving us some punishment in a quasi-legal situation.
The game was going well if it was a little on the rough side when one
of the bigger boys on the other side of the ball made a funny little
squeal when he was tackled and I started imitating him with extra
effeminate gestures. He started getting really mad at me so I did it
more because it was funny. He started trying to hit me even when it
wasn't technically legal to do so. When he would come at me I would
hop out of the way and do a little exaggerated squeal. The game
was close and when they had the ball again I was playing the beach
football equivalent of a linebacker and I rushed the quarterback as
fast as I could and squealed when I tackled him. I was laughing and
my troop was laughing and the other team had enough and we were back
into a non-football brawl. It was broken up soon and there was
another 100 push-ups for all the boys, not just the ones that were
involved. As I was doing my push-ups I was giving out a little
high-pitched squeak on every up push. About 15 push-ups in everyone
started laughing and and no one could finish the push-ups The thing
is with boys is that a lot of times they will be really angry, and then
they will fight, get it out of their system and all is forgotten. We
did not get in anymore fights the last night or the morning we were
leaving.
