Why did the Scarecrow win the Nobel prize?
He was outstanding in his field.
And, for the record, that field was NOT gymnastics.
And, THIS Scarecrow cannot do a somersault onto the stage. Which is what the director wants her to do.
At the risk of sounding arrogant, I used to be quite gifted at somersaults. Forwards. Backwards. Sidewards. Any direction! In fact, I was a stinkin' somersault prodigy!
But that was decades ago.
And the stage is about as soft as a slab of concrete. If I do a somersault on that stage I really will have brain damage.
I’m sure I could do it if I trained hard enough. And if the stage was covered with a feather bed. And a stand-by ambulance was parked outside the theater.
Tiffany, of course, thinks this somersault will be a slam-dunk for me. She reminds me that I jump roped on a pogo stick in Gypsy a few years back.
But I wasn’t wearing a Scarecrow hat!
The thing is, I have to find a nimble, gymnasticky way to get from the corn field to the stage, which doesn’t involve crippling my neck in front of a live audience.
I really don't want to upstage Dorothy, but I have no choice.
I’ll have to do my back handspring.