The players were irate. Professional athletes from football, baseball, basketball and hockey revolted at the horrible imposition foisted on them. The idiot commissioners decided that they had seen enough behavioral problems so they invoked mandatory non-sports related education. What right did they have to force class and culture? But then the answer, the savior, appeared to the athletes. Not from heaven, but from a newspaper advertisement announcing a symposium entitled TRASH TALK, sponsored by the S.E.S. in Sarasota, Florida in May. None of the athletes knew, or cared, what S.E.S. was, but trash talk was their specialty. Four days in Sarasota honing their skills. Those jackass commissioners couldn't have anticipated such a perfect opportunity. Word of the meeting spread among the athletes like wildfire. They could not apply fast enough. The annual Environmentalist Society Meeting, hosted this year by the Sarasota Environmentalist Society (S.E.S.) was going to be the surprise of a lifetime for many people. Judging by the numerous applicants, there seemed to be incredible interest in dealing with the trash of the planet. Will the world of professional sports ever be the same if trash talk means recycling, compaction, purification and combustion? This humorous novel says "Maybe not!"