Lacrosse is his sport, but academics...well, he takes that seriously.
Presentation after presentation in his senior year has gone smoothly, until now. He's standing behind the podium, rattling line by line about sovreignty, outlining detailed concepts in democratic theory, when he notices the professor checking her watch every minute or so.
"Is something wrong?" he asks.
"How much longer do you have to go?"
"Well, I have 25 minutes don't I?"
"The presentation's supposed to last ten minutes"
"Shit."
He's gunning through the presentation now, skipping slides, glossing over subjects that aren't critical to what he wants to talk about. Faster and faster, until at the end of it all, he's out of breath.
His classmates stare. The professor sighs. And the clock ticks one minute ahead--class is done.
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