Says Dave: I heard a call to the R.C. dispatched to one of our officers, a behemoth nicknamed “The Surfer.” This epithet had been earned for several embarrassing incidents, all involving driving police cars on the beach, wet sucking beach sand, and feverish wrecker calls to avoid vehicle submersion.
The Surfer was already inside when I arrived. And, a confrontation with a combative subject was in progress.
I'd just entered, to assist The Surfer, when I saw him unload on the fool who'd decided to fight this giant of a policeman. The combatant seemed to spin in midair and return to his prior position, causing the officer to thump him again. Then, another spin and return.
When the subject was restrained and the situation under control, I could see what had caused him to react like one of the little men on a soccer game table when the rod is spun. The subject had backed up to the “cattle guide” brass railing that keeps customers in order when approaching the counter. When punched, he spun backwards over and around the railing, returning to his starting position in front of The Surfer. Thinking the subject was still showing aggression, our man would send him spinning again.
I know it was far from funny to the spinning punching bag but, as far as a comedy act The Three Stooges couldn't have done it better.
When the subject was restrained and the situation under control, I could see what had caused him to react like one of the little men on a soccer game table when the rod is spun. The subject had backed up to the “cattle guide” brass railing that keeps customers in order when approaching the counter. When punched, he spun backwards over and around the railing, returning to his starting position in front of The Surfer. Thinking the subject was still showing aggression, our man would send him spinning again.
I know it was far from funny to the spinning punching bag but, as far as a comedy act The Three Stooges couldn't have done it better.
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