The day is September 15, 2215. I just arrived at the soccer stadium and am very excited. First thing I see is the giant metal dome that reflects all the snow white, puffy clouds and the orange and red rust color from the pollution state in our atmosphere. As I enter, I can instantly smell the terrible stench of the corrosion on the paint of the 200 year old stadium. This is the only part that is left. As I find my seat in the upper-middle of the 30,000 seated stadium, I am already squinting from the bright yellow, artificial, sun they put at the top of the dome.

The game has begun and I hear the roaring chant of the fans as if they were ocean waves crashing on a beach. Then the robot player sprint onto the field. Of course they are robots, since we have lost our ability to play ourselves because of our obesity. This came from the metal age about 100 years ago when all we did was stare at our screens and lose our motivation. The ball moves swiftly across the field and rustles through the bright orange grass as the robots do their interesting tricks. The color is orange because real grass died away ages ago so we started using fake grass and different fields now have different colors. The game goes on for a couple hours and then stops with the score tied 102 -102. This is usually a pretty low score since its almost always double the score of a basketball game. Robots will be robots.