Chapter Twenty Three
Seed Of An Idea
“What I have in mind,” Dracona Mikalivitch said,” is an entirely new kind of sports competition. Alternate Sports. Something that everyone who is bored simple with the corruption and nonsense of contemporary mass spectator sports will love.”
“With respect, Madame Mikalivitch,” Chairman Ivan Gorki said quietly as the committee listened intently. “The concept has never amounted to anything. In fact, given the option, most sports viewers would rather gawk at scantily clad college girls playing volleyball than tune the TV in to the sort of thing you propose.”
“I agree,” said Dracona quietly. “But just suppose those cute little college girls batting a volley ball over the net were doing so as if their lives depended on it and were, shall we say, restrain
