once you see your daughter’s math teacher sprinting her heart out alongside a two-year-old pygmy goat to steal a photo finish from a fifty-three-year-old, four-term state representative who’s lunging so hard he nearly eats asphalt and finishes with his chest heaving like a fireplace bellows but still kneels after the loss and immediately, although he can barely breathe, pets his spotted Boer goat and pants, It’s not your fault, Bobo, it’s not your fault, well…how can you resist?