Ostrich Jockey

I have found that sometimes people are just too gullible.

My friend Sue and I went to the Ostrich Festival in Chandler after the Reds/Cubs exhibition game yesterday.

It was in a fair ground with rides, a free concert by a group called Journey Unauthorized, a group that covers all of Journey's classics and War. You know "The Cisco Kid Was a Friend of Mine" and "Why Can't We Be Friends".

There were ostrich races and pig races in the early evening prior to the concert.

On the way into the $5 parking lot with my spring training media pass around my neck, I asked the parking attendant where the Ostrich Jockeys were supposed to park. She had a puzzled look on her face and waived me into the closest lot without taking the $5 bill in my hand.

Sue said the ostriches were the biggest chickens she ever saw but she didn't have a pot big enough.

We were too late for the ostrich race but saw the pig race.

The Mesa sherrif defeated the Chandler sherrif by a night stick.