Sunday, June 20, 2010
Flocko jumped for joy when he found out he would be demonstrating Flocko ball for Jeff.
Nobody can put on the moves like Flocko.
Of course, every once in awhile the ball gets caught in the bush trap. It's a big penalty if one of us has to crawl into the bush to retrieve it.
Out in the open, he sends his ball flying.
And then, all at once, he's exhausted. Ready for the ref to call a time-out.
Every night, rain or shine, light of day or darkness, Flocko has to play ball. It brings him great joy.