One bright Saturday morning, 14-year-old Alexander White was feeling confident. He’d just scored the winning touchdown at last night’s game, and his teammates couldn’t stop hyping him up. "The Legend of White," they called him.
Alexander decided to celebrate his victory by taking his mom's old bike—a rusty but functional relic from the '90s—for a ride to the local park. It was the kind of park where kids played soccer, joggers got overly competitive, and geese roamed like they owned the place.
As Alexander pedaled down the path, he noticed a particularly large goose standing in the middle of the walkway. This goose wasn’t just big—it was massive, with an attitude to match. Its beady eyes locked on Alexander like he owed it money.
"Move it, buddy," Alexander muttered, trying to steer around the bird. But the goose didn’t move. In fact, it honked loudly, stretched its wings, and started waddling toward him aggressively.
"Alright, chill!" Alexander laughed nervously, pedaling faster.
But the goose wasn't chill. It wasn’t chill at all. It spread its wings, honked louder, and broke into a full sprint. The goose was chasing him.
“Hey! What’s your problem?!” Alexander shouted, swerving down the path. He was now pedaling like his life depended on it.
People in the park turned to watch as the football star on a squeaky, ancient bike was pursued by a furious goose. A group of kids eating ice cream pointed and laughed. A jogger nearly fell over from laughing so hard.
Alexander made sharp turns, trying to lose his feathery nemesis, but the goose was relentless. It was like the Terminator of geese.
In a last-ditch effort, Alexander sped toward a small pond, thinking the bird would give up. Instead, the goose flapped its wings, soared into the air, and landed dramatically right in front of him. Alexander skidded to a halt, nearly flipping over his handlebars.
“Okay, fine, you win!” he said, throwing his hands up.
The goose stared at him triumphantly, then calmly waddled away as if nothing had happened.
Alexander slumped against his bike, panting. Just then, one of his football teammates walked by.
“Hey, Alex,” the teammate called out. “Heard you were unstoppable last night. Looks like you finally met your match.”
By @Mexican_man
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