bit like the chicken and the egg. Brown would back away indefinitely and Treacy wouldn't be fast enough to make up any ground. They'd just be at a stalemate until the end of time with Brown jogging backwards around the world Forrest Gump style with Treacey desperately trying to catch him.
they'd crab along together until the ref decided neither was giving of their best....if he was a former boxing referee that is.
What would happen if you strapped a slice of buttered toast face up on the back of a cat and drop it? It would spin in the air forever