The Ball

 I am not an athlete but lately I feel like I am in training. I seem to be picking up the ball when other people are passing it or dropping it. It is their ball. They need to deal with it. It keeps getting passed back to me. I am supposed to be a spectator not the main player. I play in my own game, in my own arena. They are paid to play in theirs. I am now on the phone, on hold, waiting to have the ball passed back to me.