They'd built some rickety wooden scaffolding around Jefferson Square. It crossed the street to circle part of Double Drive and the clock tower too. The ramp to enter was on the steps of combs. The contestants were an ostrich and an emu. Someone had tried to enter a giraffe, and someone else had tried to enter a farfetched, but only the ostrich and the emu qualified. As they ran around the scaffold, which kept shaking dangerously, Erin and I sat atop the clock tower, played Scrabble and took bets from people. I was betting on the emu.