Throw it…
Come on, just throw it!
Wait, wait, wait… He’s gonna throw it now. Now. Now…
Now!
He threw it! He threw it! He threw it! Oh, wow, what a shot! Go! Go! Go! Come on, come on, I almost got it. Almost got it. Almost. Almost. Wait… And…
I got it! I got it!
And the crowd goes wild in the stadium. What a great catch and what a great game.
Later that evening when he is home, he throws the ball for his dog and shakes his head. The dog bounds off immediately, focussed entirely on this small, moving object in a vast wide universe. They are such simple creatures, he thinks, that such simple, pointless activities give them pleasure.