I'm at a football game, but like an amateur game, in which some of my friends are participating. I'm watching from very close to a corner of the field, and my view is blocked by a crowd of players, I think who are my friends, in 49ers uniforms. I see something, and I have to tell my friend how to play this, so that what happened to Kaepernick doesn't happen to him.

Then I'm outside on a road, as if in a neighborhood on the side of a hill, just sort of standing around. A guy comes buzzing by on a bike, and in doing so manages to snatch my bike away from me, which was apparently nearby. I'm impressed by his ability to grab and manage a second bike while riding a bike.

Then I recognize the person, from about 30 years ago, as a guy Clifford who was a high schooler where I went to grade school (in real life, a small Christian school). I'm amazed to see him after so long, and surprised that I recognize him. He stops with both bikes not too far away, and I'm trying to say hey, I know you, when I see a dog nearby. It is a dingy brown, and looks old, with big rolls drooping down from its belly, sort of like breasts, but hairy. I remember Clifford had a dog back then, could that be the same dog?