“Shark falling from the sky, kind of odd,” said Melissa McCormack, director of club operations at San Juan Hills. “It was wriggling around. He needed to get to the ocean right away.
“It had a little blood on it, but it was still alive. We didn’t want to waste any time. Poor guy, he got dropped onto a golf course.”
The hapless shark was momentarily dipped in fresh water — they worried it wouldn’t like that — and then drove to the nearby ocean. Bryan Stizer, who made the drive, reported, “I thought he was dead. When I dropped him into the water, he just lied there for a few seconds, but then he did a twist and shot off into the water.”
So goes human logic; a fallen nestling gets all our attention and care while we eat chick breasts for dinner; the shark is rushed with urgency to the water, so the crew can come back, relieved, and enjoy a tuna sandwich to celebrate.