Ok, I already posted this over in the Cleveland Blues forum, but here goes again. I was just riding around the city today, on a side street there are three kids playing basketball with one of them portable hoops in the yard by the curb. They're not stopping with their (rather uneventful) game, but they move way over to the left, so I go for it. Just as I am riding in front of the hoop, one of them shoots it, the ball comes down, grazes my head/shoulder, and I duck for cover. I must've looked like an idiot, man was I pissed. I just kept going, thinking, they're just kids, but I get to the end of the street and decide to turn around and go back the other way just to ask them if they were going to do it again. I didn't have to, they were all lined up patiently waiting for me to pass.