Chasing the Yellow Sphere

A neon-yellow fuzzball was wedged tight between two thick tufts of grass right by the driveway apron! I lunged forward, seized its fuzzy rubber hide with both claws, and shoved with all my might. POP! It tore free and went hurtling down the asphalt incline, picking up wicked speed! I sprinted right on its tail, fiery heels pounding the pavement in a dead-heat chase. Right before it could tumble into the deep street gutter, I threw my weight into a sliding dive, clamping both arms around the spinning ball and jamming it hard against the concrete curb! Stopped cold! I perched on top of my prize, grinning wide at the open street ahead.