But here's one example Portland is weird, and I bet your city doesn't have goldfish racing. Yeah, let me say it again: goldfish racing. At the Mt. Hood bowling lanes, in the lounge you will find two ten foot long troughs. Two goldfish await in their stalls (plastic cups filled with water). An eager tension fills the air, as the goldfish paw and buck like broncos before a buckin'.
At the count of 1-2-3! The contestants are transferred to their respective troughs, while their trainers coax them down the lane with spray bottles like firefighters putting out a kitchen fire.
The excitement is reported in the 11/17 Oregonian:
"The black-tipped fish (Lexex) sprints, but Cuervo gallops ahead, with a fiery kick at the finish line (a pink cocktail stirrer, taped to the end of the trough)."
Although it's gaining popularity, bet your city doesn't have this.